Fortune's Deception by Karen Erickson Page A

caused him to climax as well and he held himself there, his hot come spurting deep inside her until he was spent.
    Ah hell, he hadn’t used a fucking condom! Yet again he was a complete asshole. An asshole who could’ve gotten a woman pregnant. All for some hot sex.
    For the quickest, most insane moment, he thought it might have been worth it.
    “Wow, Charlie.” She pressed tiny kisses along his forehead, smiled against him. “That was…crazy.”
    “I didn’t use a condom,” he muttered, feeling like a fool.
    Brittney shook her head, kissed him once, twice on the mouth. “I’m on the pill, I’m clean. Are you clean?”
    He nodded. “I’m sorry.”
    “It felt good, don’t be sorry.” She kissed him again, her tongue tracing the outline of his mouth and he shifted her in his arms, his dick still inside of her. “I liked feeling you come inside me.”
    Oh God, if she kept talking like that he’d be coming inside her again.
    Charlie pulled out and she reached for some toilet paper to clean herself off. He realized just how tawdry their coupling had been. How completely sleazy it was to fuck her against the wall of a shitty bathroom in a cheesy nightclub. How unromantic could he be with this woman? Every time they had sex, it was hot and fast, quick and so intense it nearly overwhelmed him.
    “Ah, I feel much better.” She smiled at him, looking well and thoroughly fucked but something flickered in her eyes. Something that went deeper than a fun little romp in the bathroom and he wished he could figure it out. Figure her out. He wanted to get to know her better, actually talk to the woman. All of the frenzied fucking seemed to get in the way…
    “Blew off some steam?” He tucked himself into his underwear, yanked up his jeans. Wondered if anyone spied on them during their spectacular bout of sex, wondered when that person had even left the bathroom. Did they hear it all? See it all? Hell, he wouldn’t have noticed, that’s for sure.
    “Blew off some steam and blew you.” She moved closer to him, pressed a quick kiss to his lips and dabbed at his chin with the tip of her finger. “I like you, Charlie. You and me, we seem to have a sort of understanding.”
    His brows furrowed. “An understanding?”
    “Yes.” Brittney nodded, unlocking the stall door. “Quick and easy sex, no strings. You don’t have any demands on me, I don’t have any demands on you. I really like that in a guy.”
    She wiggled her fingers at him and blew him a kiss. “See ya later, lover.”

Chapter Five
    Charlie glanced in the mirror he hid deep in his desk drawer, giving his red tie one last tug before shoving the mirror back into the desk. He smoothed a hand over his hair, feeling like a vain asshole for wanting to look good for his next appointment.
    His next appointment just so happened to be with Brittney Jones. Who he hadn’t seen in over a week after thoroughly fucking her in a bathroom stall.
    The cryptic message she left with Diane had him wondering. She wanted to go a different direction with her money? Was that code for dumping him for another financial advisor?
    If that was the case, he wouldn’t be surprised. He’d broken every rule in his book, getting involved with a client. A rich, beautiful, sexy client. He’d compromised the both of them and now he’d have to pay the price. And once she pulled, her friends would most likely follow suit. Friends were loyal that way. They probably all thought he was a shit.
    Of course, if she didn’t want to be his client anymore then that opened the field for him to really date her. Take her out and treat her properly like she deserved. All of this meeting on the sly and screwing like animals was so not like him. She probably thought he was a complete freak. That was the furthest thing from the truth.
    No, truth be known, he was a nice, normal kind of guy who preferred to stay home and watch movies with the woman he was interested in versus go out and party. Not once