Dalliance | 18+

10.

JAMES

"I love you too." The words tasted bitter on my tongue as flashbacks of Sophia and I replayed in my mind. Catalina bid her goodbyes and I pulled the device away from my ear before tapping the red button on the screen to end the call.

I sighed softly, desperate to finish what I started with the woman on my bed. My dick strained against my boxer, ready for round two. When I opened the bathroom door and stared straight ahead, I noticed that she wasn't there.

No.

It couldn't have been true. There was absolutely no way. I glanced around the room, noticing that her clothing was gone from the spot I left it on. Perhaps she went downstairs.

Or perhaps I was being fucking delusional.

I frowned, eagerly making my way downstairs but the silence surrounding me was a dead giveaway that  nobody was inside of my home except me. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I noticed her purse was gone too.

She left me, she really fucking left.

Anger and frustration crept up my body, clawing it's way into every single inch of me. Did she plan this? Having me fuck her without a condom then begging me to come inside of her only to leave after our intimate moment together.

I walked up to the kitchen counter, slamming my fists down on it. I had absolutely no right to feel this way, hell I shouldn't even have given into temptation in the first place but that damn woman drove me up the wall.

I told myself that all I needed was one round, however the feeling that overcame me right now told me that couldn't have been more far from the truth. I wanted to devour her. Every opportunity I got.

If Sophia thought I was going to leave her alone after this or that she could escape me, she was really fucking mistaken.

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Exactly one week passed by after Sophia and I saw each other. I was purposely biding my time and curated the perfect approach. So when Jessica's parents invited everyone over for a barbecue, I knew the universe was definitely on my side.

Sophia would be there which meant it was the perfect opportunity to confront her. However, before I did that I planned to make her squirm in front of everyone.

I wanted to see that cool, calm demeanor slowly cracking. The image she displayed for the world was nothing more than a farce. Everybody was under the impression that she was a sweetheart but I knew who she really was.

When I arrived at Diaz' household, the place was already packed with all of my family members. I greeted them, ensuring I didn't drop the store bought cake in my hand.

Family members chatted among themselves, others were drinking and the night hadn't even properly begun yet while Jessica's parents — Manuel and Teresa were setting up the grill.

Manuel was my older brother and the family man. He regularly held these types of events to ensure the family stayed together. I admired that about him. He was the responsible one, choosing to get married at a young age to prevent any premarital sexual relations between him and his wife.