His Whore [ON HOLD]

Chapter Twenty Four

August closed her apartment door behind her with a heavy sigh. She walked over to her living room, dropping down on the couch and slumping down, the events of today playing in her head on rewind.

Alec moaning her name.

Alec asking her out.

Alec making sexual innuendos all day.

Alec torturing her by brushing up against her every chance he got.

To say that Alec left August hot and bothered would be an understatement which is why she invited Timothy over for the night. She had the day off tomorrow and she planned on spending it lounging around, watching Netflix and browsing the internet for new items to buy. August had thought about moving again, the pay that she got was more than enough to move into a house which would give her more privacy than her apartment. It would also mean the possibility of Sophia moving in with her.

August groaned. She'd been avoiding Sophia at all costs, hoping that her mother would soon stop asking when August would visit because Sophia only wanted her mother. She said she cried day and night until she got to hear Augusts's prerecorded voice but even that hadn't been enough. Sometimes August had to call her mother, wait for her mother to let it go to voicemail and then speak into it, so that Sophia is satisfied.

August stood up from her spot on the couch and walked down the short hall and to the second bedroom right across from hers. She inhaled a sharp breath, raising to unlock it with the key she had wrapped around her wrists and pushed it open. Inside stood an untouched nursery. One with sky blue painted walls, yellow and white butterflies pasted on the walls in between the white clouds and four sets of glow in the dark stars. A room she made for Sophia. A room she'd have to paint over if she moved.

There was a crib for Sophia, and a changing table. A rocking chair in the corner by the window and a mini fridge to hold her food and bottles of milk. It was the perfect room for her. Perfect.

August closed the door on her way out and made her way to the living room just as Timothy knocked on the door. August invited him in, quickly attaching her lips to his as she pushed him up against the wall next to her door. Timothy, still in shock, wrapped his arms around August and backed up until, guiding her into her room.

The rest of the night went on exactly how she had planned, releasing pent up sexual tension.

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It had only been eight in the morning when Alec knocked on the door of Augusts's ratty old apartment. He grimaced, wiping his hands on his white jeans, rolling his shoulders when he felt something could his neck.

The place was disgusting, Alec was overreacting, but it wasn't the best.

It was livable.

That's all that August needed.

"Yes?" Alec's eyes jumped to the person in front of him, eyebrows netted in confusion. "August?" He whispered, Alec straightened his posture "is August Winters here?" He asked firmly, eyes never straying from the shirtless man before him.

Timothy stood in all his glory with only a bedsheet wrapped around his hips loosely, body glistening with sweat from their events only minutes ago.

"Auggie! Someone's at the door for you" he yelled to August. August groaned removing her hands from her pussy lips, sliding on a red lace thong and covered her naked breasts with her arm. She was proud of her body and she didn't care to cover it. Not now at least.

"Ye—" August cut herself off.

There Alec stood, body tense and eyes wide looking at her half naked state, hair a mess, thighs moist from Timothy and her juices.

"A-A-Alec?" She whispered in disbelief. There her and Timothy stood, half naked in front of their boss. Their boss. "Mr. Sterling" August stated more firmly for Timothy's sake. He did not know that this was his boss, the one that paid his bills and kept a roof over his head.

"Oh fuck" Timothy whispered, hands reaching up to rub his temples as his eyes pinched shut. "Go get some clothes on Timothy, I can take it from here" she blushed. Alec still had not spoken a word and instead watched Timothy glide his way across the room as if he lived there and close the door to the bedroom behind him. August scooped down to grab Timothy's shirt spiraled out onto the ground, she slipped it over herself.

"I-I'm sorry y-you h-had to see that" she murmured.

"Please come in" August grabbed Alec by his arm and pulled him further into the room.

"I'm sorry about that" August chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of her head. "Are you guys dating?" Alec's voice changed. Instead of it being light and airy like it had been the days August spent with him, it now sounded darker, deeper, as if Alec wasn't happy.

"N-no" August sat on the couch, Alec following in her steps. "We just hookup. . . .sometimes" she smiled weakly. "Nothing serious, just a friends with benefits type of situation."

"Humph" August bite her lip, nerves getting the best of her at Alec's reply.

"Hey auggie—" Timothy stopped at the kitchen table, clothes on minus his shirt, "I'm going to head out. I have some errands to run. I'll see you tonight" he walked up and pecked August on the lips "good morning sir, sorry about early" Timothy have Alec a nod, a blush forming on his cheeks. Alec gave a stiff, curt nod back.

"Soooooo" August trailed off when the door shut behind Timothy.

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Author's Note:

Not as many views on the last few chapters as I'd have liked but I love this book too much to give up on it. I have a bucketload of chapters prewritten and ready to be published!

Written: February 2020
Published: March 8th, 2020