Page 83 of False Comeback

He was going to fuck me again.

Before I’d even made it to the end of the corridor, my phone vibrated in my pocket. Fingers trembling slightly, I pulled it out and tapped to open the message the moment I saw it was from him.

One more time. 8 p.m. tonight, same place. Make sure you’re prepped and ready again. Don’t be late this time.

My breath shuddered out of me as I clutched my phone, staring down at it. Slowly, my mouth stretched into a tiny smile.

I jumped and hurriedly stuffed it into my pocket when I heard a door open behind me. Whirling around, I tried to compose myself when I saw Taylor leaving his office holding a coffee cup.

He blinked at the sight of me. “Oh. Hi, Crossbody.”

I gave him a polite nod. “Hello, Taylor.”

He walked closer, glancing back at the door furthest down the corridor, and gave me an encouraging smile. “How was the session with Corey?”

“It was… fine.”

Vince is going to fuck me tonight.

“Did you manage to… get anywhere?” Taylor asked with concern. “You and Vince?”

“In a sense.”

He’s going to fuck me again tonight, which is probably the worst thing we can do, but I can’t think about anything else. I want it.

I need it.

“Well, that’s promising.” Taylor nodded at me encouragingly. “Rome wasn’t built in a day.”

I wasn’t all that familiar with the expression, so I just gave him a polite smile. “Yes. Quite. Well, I’d better get back to work.”

“Sure. Good to see you.”

“And you,” I replied absently, checking my phone again as I walked away.

2.45 p.m.

I just had to wait a little over five hours. Just five more hours, and I would have Vince’s cock back inside me, pounding into me so hard I felt it all through my body.

Just five more hours and I would get to hear him call me his little slut again in that low, throaty voice. Feel his hands on me, rough and demanding, and his lithe body pressed tight against mine.

Just five more hours. I could last five more hours.

Maybe.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Yours

Vince

“Not a fucking word,” I growled to the incubus behind the front desk at the Elfknot Motel as he handed me the key for room 15.

He was practically bouncing in his seat. “I’m just excited. Have fun. Are you staying all night again? Because my shift ends at—”

“No.” I turned and strode for the door, my cock already thickening as I stepped outside and headed down the covered walkway.

My gaze swept over the half-empty parking lot, but I couldn’t see his car. I glanced at my phone as I reached room 15 and hurried to unlock the door. 7.41 p.m. Okay, I was early.