The Bishop Affair (Dominated by the Billionaire Brothers #2) (4 page)

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Authors: Jennifer Simms

When I was certain he was finished coming, I slid wetly off of his cock and flopped down on the seat beside him, fighting to catch my breath. He pulled me to him and kissed me deeply. Breaking away, we looked at each other and smiled. Sex had never been that good, not ever. Eric was no comparison to the man in front of me.
I began rearranging my clothing as Jordan tucked his cock back into his pants and zipped up. I wondered wistfully if I would ever see it again. I certainly hoped so, but braced myself for the possibility that it wouldn’t. He could have any woman in New York City. Even if this was just a one time thing, I don’t think I’d regret it.
I looked out the window as I yanked my skirt down, startled to find that we were already outside my apartment building.
“This is me.” It seemed as if the fantasy was coming to an end. I wished that I’d lived hours away. I was already aching to have sex again.
He pulled out his cell phone. “Let me give you my personal number. That way, you can call me if you ever need anything.” I reached for my own phone in my purse and gave him my number, feeling ridiculously like a schoolgirl excited for a first date. “Please don’t hesitate to call, especially if it’s an issue with Trevor. I swear to you that I’ll get him straightened out.”
“It’s really nothing.” Trevor seemed like a distant memory at the moment. “Thank you so much for taking me home and, well, for everything.” I blushed hotly, wondering where to go from here.
“The pleasure was all mine.” He grinned. The driver opened the limo door for me and I stepped out, waving goodbye and re-entering the real world with a tinge of remorse.
I was a little later than usual getting back and figured Sam was already home by now. I couldn’t wait to tell her what happened throughout my crazy day. Would she believe me? I could hardly swallow the events that transpired myself.
I strolled up to my apartment door, walking on clouds. I reached for my keys in my purse and the door opened by itself.
“Surprise.”
I recognized the voice before my mind registered who I was looking at standing in my doorway. It wasn’t Sam.
It was Eric.