I opened my eyes and knew that I was about to remember something awful. The memory hit me. Elijah had left me.
It's the morning after Ava woke up to find that Elijah was gone with no explanation, and she's hurt, confused, and angry. Try as she might, she can't think of any reason for his odd behavior. She and her best friend Stella are going out for a night out on the town to raise Ava's spirits and take her mind off Elijah. When Ava arrives to see that someone else is with Stella, she knows that her night isn't going to go as planned.
WARNING: This 5600+ word story features steamy sex between a buxom redhead and a seductive billionaire. It is intended for readers 18+.
I tugged his white shirt from the waistband of his pants and slid my hands underneath it, relishing in the feel of his hard chest. His hands were kneading my breasts as I kissed his neck, the stubble from his five o'clock shadow scraping the side of my cheek. I planted a trail of kisses down his chest and unbuckled his pants as I dropped to my knees. I teasingly massaged his shaft through the strained material of his black pants. He was watching my every move, and the thought of him watching me turned me on even more. I slowly eased his zipper down....