After a few more minutes, Katy started making some seriously sexy noises.
‘Oh yeah, yeah,’ she panted. ‘That feels so good!’ She was straight-up faking, hoping maybe all he needed was some encouragement to get filthy.
‘Mmmmm .?.?. Do you like how wet I am?’ she continued, not even sure if she was. ‘Cobi, aghhh,’ she called out. ‘Your dick is so big, I love it.’
Still no reply.
‘Does my pussy feel good?’ she asked, squinting her eyes up to him.
He seemed distracted, like he was shagging a rubber doll; evidently, he wanted zero interaction.
So, like a true sport, she stopped trying. She lay back for a few more minutes, only feeling the weight of him on top of her, before she’d finally had enough.
‘OK, Cobi, stop, stop.’ She shook her head and sat herself up, forcing him to fall to the side. ‘You promised me this big bad night of filth, and you can’t even make eye contact!’ She covered her breasts up with her hands as if he hadn’t been welcomed by her arsehole instead of her face ten minutes earlier.
‘Huh?’ Cobi mumbled, seemingly completely confused.
‘Huh?’ Katy spat back. ‘Get your stuff, please.’ She pointed to the lift and sighed.
‘What are you doing? You wanted this!’ he said, pulling on his jeans and slipping his feet back inside his trainers.
‘I wanted to be fucked!’ she shouted.
‘I was fucking you!’ he hissed back. ‘You’re fucking crazy, girl.’ He headed to the lift, looking over his shoulder in case she turned completely psycho.
‘Call that fucking?’ she snapped. ‘Well, you’re a fucking fraud! Did you AI those texts? Because you’ve shown up here with a Temu dick!’
He slipped into the elevator without another word, the door closing behind him. Katy let out a huge groan, flopping back onto the cold floor.
‘Why, God? Why?’ she called out. ‘Why can’t I even get a decent no-strings-attached shag?’
Chapter Thirty-Four
Ella
That night, I stayed over at Jimmy’s – which meant it was our first morning waking up together, entangled in one another’s arms. Slowly, I opened my eyes and turned to face the alarm clock. Jimmy pulled me in tighter.
‘Mmmm .?.?. too early,’ he moaned. I giggled and let myself be hugged. His chest was warm against my back; his arms close against my skin. I had never been much of a cuddler. I didn’t mind a small hug, then I liked to move on. But Jimmy was so kind and caring, there was something about his touch that made me feel peaceful, like I could trust him. I wanted to stay here all day.
I hadn’t dozed off again for long before his alarm went off, and I felt him kiss my forehead.
‘Good morning, beautiful,’ he whispered as he shut the alarm off, then headed into the en suite and turned on the shower. I lay there for a moment, marvelling at how ginormous his bed was, its feather-grey silk bedding cool beneath my naked body.
I sat up, glancing around as he hummed to himself in the shower.
Jimmy’s apartment reminded me of our Hudson Yards apartment, but his had an incredible view of Central Park and was spotless. I inhaled deeply – jasmine and elderflower.I could get used to this, I thought, letting the sense of comfort settle over me. I switched on the seventy-inch TV and flicked through the apps till I settled on Netflix, almost automatically landing onGossip Girl, my go-to distraction.
I picked up my phone and skimmed the group chat, smiling at Katy’s rants about her date.When would that girl ever find the man of her dreams?Then, noticing an archived notification, an unsettled feeling stirred in my stomach before I clicked it.
Philip:It was great seeing you yesterday. I’ll be here for a few more weeks, if you fancy catching up at some point. Or we can wait till you’re home. I’m sorry, Ella, I do know I fucked up this time x
‘Everything OK?’ Jimmy’s voice called out, and I felt my heart jump. I forced a smile as he stood before me with a towel tucked in around his waist.
‘Uh-huh, just watchingGossip Girl.’
‘You love that show, right?’ Jimmy laughed, walking around the bed and into his gorgeous walk-in wardrobe. ‘Are you hungry? Pancakes will be on the table in twenty.’
‘Of course, I am! I’m getting totally spoiled here!’ I laughed, bumming my way to the edge of the bed, dodging the silvery stains from our night of passion, then heading into the wardrobe behind him. I wrapped my arms around his chest, which still felt damp. ‘I’m going to shower and then I’ll get organised,’ I said, resting my head against his back.
