Page 21 of Shutter and Sin
“Put your clothes on.” She says again, rising and grabbing her robe. “Time for you to go.”
I gape at her. “You’re… throwing me out? After we just had sex?”
“Correct.” She fastens the robe, concealing her skin that I just marked withmy cum.
“After sex?” It’s unbelievable.
“Yes, Alexei. After sex.”
I straighten carefully, confused. “Isn’t this backwards? Aren’t guys the ones who ditch women after sex?”
She beams pleasantly. “Right. I’m using men’s tactics. Put your pants on and get out.”
I begin chuckling, truly entertained. “You actually mean this.”
“Absolutely.” She points at my garments spread across the ground. “Move it. I have things to do.”
“Things to do?” I repeat, standing up and reaching for my trousers. “Like what?”
“Like eat my expensive lobster and count my newfound wealth in peace.”
I shake my head, grinning as I pull on my inner shirt. “You’re something else, beautiful.”
“I know.”
I finish dressing while Zoya stands at the door waiting with her arms crossed, robe tied tight, hair still messy from sex. She appears absolutely gorgeous, kicking me out after I just fucked her senseless. Before opening the door, I approach her, removing all distance. She raises her head, brow quirked.
“What?”
I pull her body flush against mine, one hand sliding to the small of her back where I can feel her curves through the robe. She gasps slightly, hands coming up to my chest. Then I kiss her deeply, claiming her mouth like I just claimed her pussy, my tongue sliding against hers.
When I pull back, her eyes are hazy again.
“You’re fucking hot when you’re mean,” I murmur against her lips.
She blinks, coming back to reality. “Excuse me?”
“I fucking love mean-ass women. Especially ones who kick me out after I make them come on my cock.”
She stares at me for a beat. “Okay. Weird. The door’s open. You can go now.”
I chuckle and pull her even closer, my body pressed against hers through the thin robe. “Keep taking notes out of the men’s playbook. It’s so fucking sexy.”
“I hear you.” She pushes firmly against my chest. “Now get therapy for your issues and get out of my apartment.”
“You’re suggesting I have masochistic tendencies?”
“Yes.” She raises an eyebrow. “You look like you enjoy being stepped on. Is that your kink? Should I keep treating you badly?”
I grin. “Only by you, beautiful.”
She makes a disgusted face. “That’s disturbing. Out. Now.”
I hesitate at the door, then turn back. “So… this is actually my first time.”
She goes still, staring. “Hold on. You’ve never had sex? Your cock did all that, and you’re inexperienced?”
“God, no.” What the hell! I drag fingers through my hair uncomfortably. “But I’ve never been thrown out post-sex before. Usually, I’m the one leaving after fucking someone. Or women plead with me to stay after I’ve had my cock in them.” I motion clumsily between us. “This situation where you’re dismissing me after we had sex… It’s unfamiliar territory.”
