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Azias' POV

I opened the front door of my house and allowed Jessica to enter before me. She was one of the bartenders at my club in California, and although I usually didn't like to mix business with pleasure, I had flown her out today for the purpose of pleasure. She and I had hooked up about twice already in the past, so us having a random meet up was anything but unordinary. She was the one person I had ever broken my rule for. Yeah, I had dancers strip for me, but I never had sex with them. I had always rather girls that didn't work for me to join me in bed to keep the workplace professional.

How Jessica got me to go there with her the first time: I can't remember, as it happened years ago. The second time was late last year when Jessica told me that she was fine with having casual sex more often. Although I had told her that we'd only meet up in Cali, I had flown her out because I needed to get rid of my feelings for Sapphire. Jessica had yet to disappoint me in the bedroom, so I knew that she'd be the perfect person to get my mind off of Sapphire.

I led the way up the stairs and to my room. As I opened the door, I looked over my shoulder to see Sapphire's door. I wondered whether she was downstairs or in her room, but I didn't bother to check on her.

It had been almost a week since our fall-out, and she had still been avoiding me. We actually hadn't talked since that night. The first day that passed, I figured that she was angry and needed space, but everyday after proved that she wanted nothing to do with me.

It was bad enough that I got injured thinking about her, but to have her not share those feelings was the cherry on top. Besides, whether she liked me or not didn't matter because, either way, she was a distraction, and if I kept thinking about her, next time I could possibly not survive an attack.

Besides, I was sure that Sapphire wouldn't mind what I had planned to do. The women I kept around never cared when I was shared. Some even offered to join in on the fun. I figured that Sapphire held the same stance.

"You seem out of it," Jessica spoke as I opened the door. I closed the door behind us and sat on my bed.

"Just thinking about some stuff," I admitted. I knew she wouldn't ask about what was on my mind, because she honestly didn't care. The only person that ever pretended to was Sapphire. That was why I was telling her that she didn't need to pretend. I was used to the lack of genuine care, and I actually preferred things that way because no feelings could be caught. Jobs would be jobs, rather than the complication that Sapphire and I had.

What complication? She doesn't have feelings for me. If anything, I'm making things complicated!

Jessica dropped her coat, revealing the sexy lingerie beneath, and I found a smirk tugging at my lips. She seductively stated, "Good thing I'm here to take your mind off of it."

She never disappoints! I thought to myself.

"Word," I said lowly as she slowly modeled her way over to me.

She had insane curves, and the way the lingerie boasted them only made me hornier.

Know who would look fire in something like this?

I started picturing Sapphire in a lingerie...

The outfits Sapphire wore to strip were similar in style but different in material. She usually liked to wear latex costumes, and they would always remind me of the fire ass female superheroes.

Sapphire in a lingerie though...that would hit different! I knew she'd have the most innocent look in her eyes as she'd—

I felt my dick in Jessica's mouth, snapping me out of my daydream. I wasn't supposed to be thinking about Sapphire, yet here I was! What the fuck is wrong with me?!

"Reaper?" Sapphire— I mean, Jessica called out.

"Yeah?"

"I was thinking that we should spice things up a bit," she said before wrapping her mouth around me. Her eyes, however, never left mine, and that turned me on even more.

I cleared my now husky voice before asking, "How so?"

"I have some new positions I'd like to try," she answered. "You'll get to see my flexibility..."

"I'm down with that," I nodded.

Later that day

I didn't know how long exactly Jessica and I had been going at it. Quite frankly, I lost counter after the third round. There had been a point when we had gotten really tired and decided to shower and sleep; however, the minute we got into the bathroom, we were at it again.

"I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow," Jessica teased as she placed her heels on. We were done for the day, and I was planning to send her back to Cali. Jessica had been very helpful in me forgetting about Sapphire, so I figured that she didn't need to stay here any longer. "I was gonna ask earlier but I didn't want to ruin either of our orgasms, but who's Sapphire?"

I froze.

How did she know that name?

"Why?" I asked.

"You called me that name a few times."

Fuck.

"My fault, Jessica," I apologized. "I ain't mean to disrespect or anything."

I felt like a clown for thinking that I had forgotten about Sapphire. I knew that my mind had drifted a few times, but I had no idea that even when I was physically present, my mind wasn't.

She chuckled, "I just wanted to know if she'd be down for a threesome. If you're calling her name so often she gotta be doing something great in bed, no?"

Something I'd never know the answer to...

I chuckled, "I don't think she'd be down with that."

I didn't think I would either. The idea of Sapphire getting pleased by someone else, especially in front of me, made me feel...weird.

It made me j-

No. No, I didn't care. It wouldn't and shouldn't matter if she wanted to engage in sex with someone else.

But it did. She was mine.

Yet again, she wasn't even speaking to me. She was only here to dance for me, and my feelings for her were complicating everything.

"Well, if she changes her mind, you know who to call," Jessica winked, and I chuckled once again.

I then opened the door to walk Jessica out of the house and to the car, but Sapphire's door flew open just as mine did.

For the first time in about a week, our eyes connected, and it felt as if time had suddenly frozen.

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