Sex Material by Ashley Victoria

Author:Ashley, Victoria
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

SWEAT IS DRIPPING DOWN MY face and my chest hurts, but I keep on running, needing to release some energy and clear my head.

I wasn’t thinking clearly last night when Jensen showed up at the door and now I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the way he fucked me.

He was right when he said he was capable of making me forget Douglas. With a body of steel and moves as dirty as a male stripper, Jensen is the perfect distraction in bed. Every inch of his chiseled body was on top of me, and as much as I know I shouldn’t have enjoyed it—I did. I enjoyed it way too much.

Up until the point he opened his damn mouth, reminding me just how much of an asshole slash man-whore he truly is. I don’t know what kind of person brings up past sexual experiences right after screwing someone, but apparently, he didn’t see anything wrong with it. It’s fucking rude; disrespectful even.

I haven’t been able to stop picturing him with other women since the jerk-off brought it up. The same thing is on constant repeat—him taking them rough and wild like he took me. As much as I despise myself for it, it makes me jealous.

What the hell is wrong with you? He’s a Grade-A dick to you and here you are wanting more.

I don’t even like the guy, regardless of how it would appear. In fact, I hate him. He infuriates me to no end, yet I can’t help but to be physically attracted to him. Talk about being messed up.

I stop and bend over to catch my breath when my phone vibrates with a call coming through for the second time. It’s likely Veronica. She should be home anytime now, so I pull out my phone and answer it without checking to see who it is.

“You’re home already?” I ask, out of breath. “How was the trip?”

“What the fuck trip are you talking about?” Jensen’s deep voice questions, surprising me. “Where are you?”

I let out a sarcastic laugh and stand up straight. “Why are you calling me, Jensen? Don’t you have some other girl to use your body on? I wouldn’t want to keep you from that.”

“Someone a little jealous?” The confidence in his voice has me wanting to punch him through the phone.

“That’s never happening.” I walk the bike path that leads back to my car. “Now, what do you want? I’m a little busy.”

“Doing what?” he questions stiffly. “Why are you out of breath?”

“I just got done… exercising. Had to let off a little steam,” I tease. “You know how that is.”

“I do,” he growls. “Just stay away from Baker Street. I’ve got shit to do. Don’t be fucking late tomorrow. It’s going to be a long night.”

“What’s on Baker—”

The phone goes silent before I can finish asking him why the hell I need to stay away from Baker Street. When I drove by earlier there was some kind of Flea Market thing going on with a bunch of vendor tables set up.

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