A wave of something tender washes over me.
I shake it off. I can't afford to feel anything for her.
I pull the covers up over her, tucking her in, before sliding in behind her. I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her back against me, her body fitting against mine like she was made for me.
This is just a transaction. A one-night stand that happened to have a price tag attached.
That's all it is.
But I know I'm lying to myself now.
Chapter Eleven
Erica
I wake up slowly, like I’m surfacing through heavy water.
For a few seconds, I don’t know where I am. The sheets are too smooth. The mattress is too wide. There’s a pressure on my waist that’s not uncomfortable. The air smells different than my room usually does.
Then my body slowly makes itself known.
Sore. Tender. A deep ache between my thighs that makes my breath catch. My arms and legs are both sore. My mouth is dry.
I blink at the ceiling, heart starting to race.
Why am I…?
The memory doesn’t come all at once. It’s like my brain refuses to hand me the whole thing in one piece. It gives me flashes instead—the auction, the bids, the tall man walking in. A voice in my ear, hands and lips on my skin. A thick, hard cock moving inside me…
A low, familiar voice saying my name.
Sir.
My stomach rolls.
Oh God.
I try to sit up and immediately regret it. The movement pulls at everything that hurts, and my face tightens with the sharp, hot sting.
I clamp my jaw shut so I don’t make a sound.
Something shifts behind me.
And that’s when I become aware of something warm and heavy pressed along my back. The heat. The hard, unmistakably naked shape of a man spooned against me like I’m his.
A muscled arm is thrown over my waist, heavy and possessive, even in sleep.
I freeze.
My breath stops.
My skin prickles, every nerve suddenly awake.
There’s a body behind mine. A big one. Solid. Too solid to be a dream. The kind of body that looks good in and out of those expensive suits.
For one horrifying second, my mind tries to pretend it’s someone else.
Then it’s forced to admit the truth.
