Abandoned to Lust (Erotic Romance Story), Book 2 (A Month of Pleasure) Read Free

in my mouth. His cum pulsing like a squirting hose, I grab his butt cheeks and hold him close to me, then I stand and kiss him.
     
    I turn around walk back to the camera and turn it off with a smile.
     
    “Where did you come from?”  says George now sitting on the lounge. 
    I just smile.
    “I could ask the same thing”
    “You should be in a gallery you’re so good”
    “Gallery …... Oh God!”
    “What’s up baby?”
    “I was meant to be at the Opening hours ago, Tash is going to kill me”
    “Well you nearly killed me”  George says jokingly. 
    “It’s not funny they are really going to be upset”
    My smoky mood turning to ice in an instant.
    “Settle down honey, they’re your friends. They’ll be happy you’ve had such a fun night”
    “Somehow I doubt that”
    “Well you don’t look too upset about missing the opening, did you want to go?”
    “Honestly, no, I can’t stand Bjorn’s work.”
    “So you’ve done what you actually wanted to do all along right, so what can be wrong with that”
    Somehow it all seemed okay for a moment.
    “I guess so”
     
    We dressed and had a glass of red, feeling lazy whilst lounging on the sofa.
     
    “I don’t get you girls” George remarked
    “It seems like all you want for each other is happiness and to be a part of each others lives, but when one of you finds some fun, it is an enormous drama, are you girls jealous of each other?”
    It never occurred to me that my best friends could be jealous
    “No of course not, we just watch out for each other is all”
     
    I didn’t want to talk to George about my girlfriends, it was part of my life before George and didn’t want to blend the two, I felt like I was living a split life, and it was working, well ….. it was  when I met my work deadlines and appointments I made with my friends.
     
    I felt sober and needed to get to the gallery to try and right this wrong that would follow me for weeks on end, especially if the opening went badly.
     
    “Well sexy, I need to let an old man rest, you look knackered and I need to get some work done tomorrow, so I shall be off.”
    “Running to your friends?” George said with a tinge of frustration, he knows me so well, but at times like these I don’t feel as though I know him at all.
    “I told you I’m going to go home and get some work done, babe, I have had a wonderful afternoon and evening, but a girl needs to work,” I said, giving an excuse to get out of there.
    “Catch up soon then”
    “That you can count on” I said as I gave George a kiss goodbye.  I don’t know why I felt the need to lie to him.  I knew that the girls and George were never going to get on like Paul did, I guess they don’t need to, in less than three weeks life will be back to normal.
     
    Part of me liked being the one doing the leaving on my own accord from George’s house, it’s always easier to be the one that leaves, rather than being left.  I ran down the street it had started raining so I needed to grab a cab. It’s typical, when you need a cab there’s never one around.
     
    The rain was really pelting down now, I found shelter under an awning and tried calling Tash on my mobile.  No answer.  I have a feeling she was blocking my calls.  I just knew I’d be in for it.  I kept running through the torrential rain, until I managed to flag down a cab, gave him my address and sank into the leather seats whilst trying to dry myself off a little.
     
    There’s something great about jumping into a cab and just making small talk with a complete stranger that you pretty much know you will never meet again, finding snippets of lives that you would otherwise never had known if not for getting into that cab at that time.  I like the coincidence and easiness that is presented at that moment.
     
    I arrived home and ran up the stairs glad to walk into my little sanctuary.  I love my apartment …. or should I say, our apartment, but mine for this month.   It is