Always Wrong - Xyla Turner Page 0,24
lose myself at any moment. Yet she still met me halfway, and this only spurred me on.
When it was too late to tell her to stop, before I spilled my seed, I felt that bolt hit the back of my neck, and I came hard as fuck.
“Bloody hell,” I sighed as I fell on top of her. Moving her hair out of the way, I pressed my lips against her glistening neck from our activities, then I whispered, “There’s more where that came from.”
As I pulled out, I slapped her arse and finished by stating, “That’s for keeping me waiting.”
Sheryl burst out laughing as she stood and pulled baby wipes out of her desk drawer. There was a smile on my face as she handed me the moist tissues. We cleaned up, disposed of the trash, and re-dressed in silence.
Once we were back to our composed selves and facing each other with that freshly fucked look, Sheryl broke the silence and said, “So I take it you’re staying at my place.”
“Affirmative,” I replied, daring her to go against it.
Finally looking around her office, I thought it was interesting that we had the same sort of taste. Her office was sleek, chrome accessories, dark cherry wood furniture, leather seating, and plush carpet with a view to die for. From there, you could see the whole of the city.
“This is a bloody view,” I found myself saying.
“Yes, I love it.” She turned to linger at the imagery. “Well, where are you taking me to dinner?”
“Worked up an appetite, huh?”
She rubbed her arse, grabbed the waiting purse on the desk, and laughed while saying, “Something like that.”
This had me laughing again, which seemed to be long overdue. Women never made me laugh. They made me cum, but not laugh.
For what it was worth, I had planned to take her out to dinner anyway. We went to another exclusive place that I’d reserved earlier in the week. Once again, she was surprised that I was able to get in because of the waiting list.
“There are some perks to this, huh?” She grabbed the wine menu, then put it back down. “Well, I guess that’s out.”
“You should be good tonight. I read that if you think you’re pregnant, you shouldn’t partake in alcohol. You have until tomorrow, so drink up.”
With a chuckle, she picked it back up and then proceeded to select what she wanted to drink. After we placed our order, I turned and asked, “Tell me the story about being hung up on.”
Sheryl’s eyes sharpened as she focused on me before she answered, “Why?”
Hmm.
That was a nerve.
“It triggered you,” I stated. “To the point that you completely reneged on a verbal contract with me. You wouldn’t accept my calls, and that was based off one action that you refuse to speak to me about. You don’t strike me as a trite or frivolous woman. You’re highly successful with your net worth close to the seven figures. So the fact that you completely shut me out seems a bit premature. So…”
I held out my hand to let her finish my statement. Instead, she simply looked at me with the same focus. Just when I thought she would not respond, Sheryl spoke.
“What you’re asking, Jacquez,” she said in a crisp tone. “It’s rather personal, and last I checked, we were fucking and having a child together. This is not a relationship. You don’t need to psychoanalyze me. Just know that I don’t like people that can easily dismiss me. Hanging up the phone is one of those things. Okay.”
Bloody hell.
She was definitely triggered.
Nodding my head, I settled on these were the things we needed to overcome. “The thing is, Sheryl, is that fucking leads to our child, which leads to us cohabiting. You know what that means. I need to know what makes you tick. You need to know the same for me. We need to know our buttons, and we need to know how to address them. What we cannot do is shut down and shut each other out.”
She nodded but said nothing else.
“What do you need to know about me?” I decided to put the ball in her court and me on the hotseat.
“What are your triggers, Dr. Costa?” she asked with a smirk.
“Well, my strengths finder assessment states that my number one is Command. Two is achiever. Three is Input. So my triggers align directly with these. If I’m not in control, if I am not achieving and I am not accumulating