the loft - j.b.

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i stood in the door of the loft smiling at the finished furnished space. once i heard the elevator and the sound of heels clacking, i walked into the loft and into the kitchen to start up the coffee.

there was a soft knock before cambria pushed open the door, smiling. "this is nice." she grins.

"thanks." i nod. "this is my getaway so you can't tell anyone about this. not even my wife knows."

she just smiles and nods. the fact that i just found out about this loft recently, my father probably doesn't even know about it. "so why'd you want to meet for coffee?"

i grab the two coffee cups, and as i sit down on the couch i set her cup in front of her. "you seem interesting, i just want to know you."

to be friends is not what i want for sure. she shrugs her jacket off. i didn't mean to stare as long as i did but the black dress she has on made it hard not to. "what do you want to know?"

"i don't know," i cough slightly, leaning back and looking up to her eyes. then i remembered back to when i first met her. "i don't mean to intrude, but i when we first met, i saw how your boss kind o-"

she holds up her hand, "don't say it. i know you saw. he's an asshole."

"is he the reason you were standing in the building late night?" i ask, and she nods, crossing her legs.

"if i could quit, i would." she sighs. "it's a long story, but enough about him."

i nod, as we start talking about why she came to canada and where she's originally from.

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deep in conversation, i had gotten a call. "hello?" i raise the phone to my ear, quickly glancing at the time on my watch. "damn, it's already five."

"yeah, and where are you? i stopped by your office in just a peacoat. only a peacoat." karmen says, cambria walking into the kitchen smirking.

"i'm looking for new sites, i'm sorry. im busy." i apologize, and she just sighs. "i'll be home soon."

"alright, love you."

cambria has bumped into the side of the counter, spilling her coffee on her dress. "mhm." i mumble, hanging up, and rushing to help her.

"god, im clumsy." she mumbles, as i take the cup and grabbed a paper towel.

"karmen may have a change of clothes in my car, i'll go check."

i managed to stay unseen as i got down to the lobby and to my car, then back up on the elevator to the loft. karmen left a pair of shorts and one of my white t-shirts in my backseat.

just i pushed open the loft door, cambria's dress has dropped to her feet. i'm guessing she didn't notice me walking in because she sat down and put the dress on the bed. "s-she left some clothes in my backseat."

cambria looks at me, not bothered that im seeing her half naked. "thank you." she grabs the clothes.

i stood in front of her, as she took her heels off. "mr. bieber, don't you think you should keep your eyes elsewhere?"

when i looked at her she was smirking. i opened my mouth to speak but she had stood up and walked closer to me. "you have a wife." she swipes her thumb across my bottom lip.

i was at loss of words, just blinking. "oh." she giggles, pointing down to my erection that i didn't realize i had.

squeezing my eyes shut, i felt my cheeks getting warm. "no need to be flustered, that's a compliment." she says, her hand grabbing my belt, swinging me around then pushed me onto the bed.

"are you going to stop me?" she asks, climbing on top of me.

there was no hesitation when i shook my head, and she just smirked.

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should cambria be played by

chanel iman

OR

ciara (the singer)

+should the next chapter be smut or