"Did you tell her?" You asked him quietly, lying behind him on the bed, nothing but the sheets to cover you as he sat on the edge, fastening his slacks and pulling his belt through the loops, his muscly back facing you.
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"Doll, get off my back" He told you lowly. "I'll tell her when I'm ready, alright?"
It had been months now, and he still hadn't told the woman he was currently with that it was over, that he had been having an affair with a girl on the other side of town, that he had you in an apartment and was paying your bills, keeping a roof over your head and spoiling you with all kinds of gifts and meaningless material possessions to keep you satisfied. But it wasn't enough when all you really wanted was him.
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You knew that it was wrong, but life was more complex than just not doing something because it might hurt somebody else.
"You said that last month" You breathed out, a soft sigh leaving your mouth as you got out of bed in search of something to put on, taking your silky nightgown that was hanging over the closet door, pulling it on and trying the belt. "How long are you going to wait? I'm not a pushover, Jack. I'm not going to let you walk all over me because you want multiple play things at once. I'm a person and I deserve respect, okay? I'm not a toy"
"When did I say you're not?" He answered you, bringing you into him and kissing your forehead roughly as he passed by, a smug grin on his lips as he walked away. "Hm?"
"Where are you going now?" You furrowed your eyebrows, exasperated by his disregard for your feelings, the way he would fuck you and leave without so much as a goodbye.
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"The docks" You heard him from the hallway, just as he was about to leave through the door, taking his keys from the side table, reaching a hand into the lining of his suit jacket and pulling out a wad of notes, wetting the tip of his thumb with his tongue for an easier count, leaving you a couple hundred for your groceries and any shopping sprees you might have been planning on enduring that week. "I'll call you tonight. Take care of yourself, hm? see ya baby"
