Chapter 51
KADENCE
The bed was empty and cold when I stretched my arms. I never expected her to stay with me, but part of me wished she was here, holding me and whispering good morning in my ear.
It was more than she could give, but why was I craving it so much?
Why did Blaize make butterflies erupt in my belly?
I pulled the pillow over my head and screamed into it.
I was not the poster child for love and healthy relationships. When I loved, I fell hard, but I always fell in love with the worst people. Was it fate's way of punishing me? Why did I feel like this with Blaize? Was this how love was supposed to feel? Intense. Powerful…Safe.
No. I was not in love with Blaize. Fuck. Unless I was? No. I couldn’t be. I didn’t even know her. Sex was not love. We both caved to the desire we craved, and it ended with a mind-blowing night together. We both got what we wanted. That was it.
I fucked my boss—or well, she fucked me.
She gave me mind-blowing orgasm after orgasm while she stayed fully clothed and drew the pleasure deep within my bones.
I didn’t think anything would ever match up.
I forced myself out of bed, feeling pain between my legs and on my ass, but it was a pleasurable pain even though I knew I wouldn’t be walking straight.
My body stretched as I moaned. I haven’t woken up this alive in a long time.
Reaching for my phone, I opened Annika’s messages. I told her I wasn’t coming home and figured she’d be cool until I read her messages.
ANNIKA
Are you having sex?
You are!! See, I knew it would happen. I want the dirty details, bitch.
Have fun! Make sure Blaize devours youuu.
Girl! What did you do?!
KADENCE
Uhh. Can we get breakfast? I’ll tell you everything.
ANNIKA
only us? Want me to invite E?
KADENCE
Yes. Cafe by the pier?
ANNIKA
See you soon!
Annika was entirely too chipper this time of the morning, but honestly, I didn’t think I could ever imagine her being sad or grumpy.
I mean, the girl had three servings of dick anytime she wanted it, so she had no reason to be anything but happy.
I slipped into the extra pair of clothes I brought with me last night, fluffing out my hair and cleaning the residue of my mascara from under my eyes.
I’d walk out of here proudly instead of meek and shy because I felt fucking amazing.
I pulled my bag over my shoulder, folded the trench coat into my arms, and opened the door, stepping into the hallway. Being this early, there wasn’t anyone in the club except maybe Hunter. Blaize lived here, so I assumed she was in her office or sulking in the shadows.
The pier was fifteen minutes from the club, so I told Annika I was on my way.
They were both going to want all the juicy details, and I wouldn’t even know where to start or which orgasm was my favorite.
I didn’t think it was physically possible for my body to feel like that or come that many times.
After the fourth one, my body was trembling and that was with her only using her mouth.
Blaize really did have a talented tongue.
I felt like she was sculpting art with her mouth on my pussy—and then she added her fingers, and I knew I was ruined.
There was more she wanted to do last night, and I knew she was holding back for me, but I wanted her to completely destroy me.
It wouldn’t happen no matter how much I begged for it.
We had one night together.
That was it.
That was the agreement.
And it was the best night of my life, leaving my legs shaking and my throat raw from all the pleasure she gave me.
Walking up to the café, I instantly saw Annika sipping on an iced coffee. When her eyes met mine, she smiled from ear to ear. I wondered if I should spill the beans to Annika and Everly, but I rarely had a best friend to tell my secrets to, so it was nice to finally have it with them.
“Where’s E?”
Annika wiped her lip with the napkin. “She’s almost here. She had to do something for her dad, I think. We can wait for the details until she’s here.”
I gave her a smile, reaching for the menu. It would be better to tell them both at the same time instead of repeating it when she got here, anyway. The waitress came to the table and took my order, and just as she brought me my coffee and muffin, Everly showed up.
“Okay, spill.” Everly giggled as she sat across from me.
“Me and Blaize had sex.”
“And?” Annika asked curiously, leaning into me.
I bit my lip and covered my face before falling back into my seat. “It was life altering. I don’t think anyone could make my body react like that in my lifetime.”
“Are you gonna hook up again?” Annika asked.
I shook my head, trying to hide the hurt that washed across my eyes. “No. We agreed to one night. It was all I needed. I think that's what we both needed.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, girl.” Annika frowned
I shrugged. “It's fine. It’s not like I was hoping she’d fall in love with me and want to marry me just because she fucked me. I mean, I know some lesbians move fast, but that would be stupid to think.”
“Blaize is still a raging bitch. She probably just used you,” Everly suddenly snapped, her reaction surprising.
“She didn’t. We agreed to a night.”
She shot her hands up. “Hey, I’m just saying. Blaize fucked you pretty easily. It seemed like she wanted something a little more, and you gave it to her on a silver platter like a wh—”
“I don’t need you raining on my parade, Everly!
” I bellowed before she had a chance to finish that statement.
I might like it when Blaize called me her whore, but that was different.
It confused me, and I knew I needed to talk to Dr. Williams about it.
No one else had the right to use that word to describe me or what I do.
“I don’t care if you’re jealous or whatever. What I do has nothing to do with you.”
She pushed back from the table, grabbing her bag. “Ugh, I’m gonna leave. I’m not getting into this with you.”
Annika looked at me as I watched her walk away and she grabbed my hand. “Don’t let her ruin your good mood. As long as you are happy. I don’t know why she’s being a bitch.”
“Does she like Blaize or something?”
“No. Well, maybe? I really don’t know, if I am being honest.”
I arched my brow, bringing my latte to my lips, letting the espresso awaken my senses. “Well, next time, don’t invite her.”
“Of course. So what do you think is going to happen with you two?”
“I really don’t know. I think I like her more than I’m supposed to, and last night…God, Annika. I didn’t know my body could react to someone like that, but if she can’t give me her heart, I don’t even want to attempt something. I can’t get hurt. I won’t survive this time.”
There was a question that lingered on her tongue, but she didn't ask. One day, I’d be able to tell her, but not right now.