INSECURE

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Scott's eyes raked over my body, taking in my outfit when I came into the vehicle. 'Quite an outfit' was what he spluttered when he was finally able to get the words out. I took it as a compliment. He placed his hand gently on my thigh, leaning over and pressing a soft kiss on my lips.

"Hey, baby." He whispered. His warm breath tickled my lips.

"Hey." I beamed. My tummy fluttered at the new title. It passed through his lips so naturally. As if, that was always my title. My lips were tugging into a smile as we pulled away from the curb.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Trying to get the smile under control, and my body relaxed into the seat as the air-conditioning coming from the car vent started to cool me down.

He smiled over at me. "You look comfy." The thumb of the hand on my thigh now caressing it. "I'm taking you to my penthouse. It's my home away from home."

I hummed. I knew I probably would never see his real home. His family home. The home he shared with his wife. He was already stepping out on her. Why make it worse by bringing his lover there?

I unconsciously froze. 'Was that what I was now? A lover? A mistress?... A homewrecker?'

I mean, I would never intentionally break up someone's marriage. I would never ask Scott to leave his wife for me. I was just having fun, right? It didn't mean anything. Exploring what the world had to offer. Exploring my sexuality. Exploring what I liked and disliked.

'Fuck.' My thoughts were going into overdrive.

***

Scott's penthouse exuded expense and luxury.

The doors and windows stretched from floor to ceiling. Crystal chandeliers suspended from the roof, while priceless art adorned the walls and carpeting that consumed your feet in a cloud-like sensation.

"It's beautiful." I murmured.

My hands felt the velvet smooth material of the couch that centered the room. I felt as though I would damage one of the costly pieces at any moment.

Scott walked up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and bowing his head to place a gentle kiss on my cheek. "Not as beautiful as you."

Warm smooth hands began to wander my body.

I savored the sensation. "Oh, this is what you brought me here for?" I turned to face him, ensuring his hands were still wrapped around me. "To fondle me." A light tone in my statement. "Is this where you bring all your boy toys?"

"No." His brows furrowed. "You're the first person I've ever brought here." His hands had stopped their wandering and dropped to his side. "I actually brought you here to get to know you better."

'Oh.' Unintentionally offending Scott wasn't my plan. He genuinely looked hurt.

"I'm sorry." I was placing his hands around me, so I could be in his embrace once again. So, I could feel forgiven. "I just... It was a poor joke."

"You know, I'm not just some old man who likes younger guys and cheats on his wife all the time" He huffed. He had pulled his arms away again and sat on the couch. "I've never done this before." He placed his head between his hands, his elbows resting on his knees. "I've never cheated before. I've only been with guys a couple of times, and that was before I got married." He started rubbing his forehead, mumbling to himself.

I had triggered Scott. I had sent him off on a mind rampage. After I had just given myself one on the car ride over here.

I walked towards him, and grabbed his head between my two hands, so he could look up at me. His eyes were so conflicted.