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quick kiss on the lips. I’m instantly feeling excited and secure with this new beau behind the wheel. The electric motor quietly whisks us away from the ugly scene and through Manhattan’s darkened streets.

Chapter Six
     
         I’m filled with rage but also suddenly feeling so secure with Everett driving. Emboldened by his confidence, I slide my hand across the console and toward his pants zipper.
         “No distracting the driver,” he says, with a wink.
         “I won’t be distracting,” I say with a slight smile and a side-long glance. I continue to pull down the zipper where I find his cock swelling in anticipation. I pull him completely outside, lean over, and begin to make love to him with my mouth. I lovingly caress his cock to show my appreciation to my savior. My hand slides up and down and around, slickening the shaft while he grows and throbs in my mouth.
         We enter the freeway, and I feel the car accelerate and gather speed as his foot presses into the floor. I quicken my pace, sucking, pulling, and lathering his thick cock with saliva. I instinctively find my other hand exploring toward my pussy and begin rubbing myself. I’m surprised by how wet I am. I pull my panties aside, and start rubbing my clit and g-spot. We enter a tunnel and the tires howl and echo off the concrete walls.
         “Oh, Bron, that feels so good… I’m going to come,” he warns as his semen shoots down my throat. I’m furiously fingering my clit now as my own orgasm hits me almost simultaneously. Waves of warm pleasure course through my body.
         “Wow, that was amazing,” Everett says, now slowing to enter his building’s garage. I nod.

Chapter Seven
     
         I awake to automatic blinds revealing the sunrise stretching over the Atlantic Ocean. I rub my eyes and look around at the gray palate decorating the bedroom around me. Mid-tone gray walls, glass, and more white leather. A bachelor indeed. But where is he?
         I drift back to sleep a moment longer before I hear someone enter the room. “Hey sleepyhead,” Everett says while drinking one of my juices. “Are you going to sleep all day?”
         “it’s only 7!” I say while tossing a pillow at him. He’s wearing gym pants, no shirt, and his skin is flush as he crawls over to me. “Do you run every day?” I ask.
         “Sometimes twice. It’s a bit of an obsession.”
         He kisses me then continues on to the bathroom. “Have you ever been to northern Italy?” he calls out to me. “I’m meeting with some old friends in a couple weeks and was thinking you could join me. I have a place in Milan,” he says casually.
         “You have two houses?”
     “Three, if you count the studio in San Francisco. It’s very small, though,” he says as though he’s embarrassed.
         “I’d love to come,” I say and relax into the comforts of his bed. I reflexively pull up my phone to check email and plan my day and see one short line from Barry waiting for me:
     
    You’re fired.
     

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