Luca:
The room was dimly lit. The sheets were tangled beneath me as the woman from the bar went up and down my cock, trying to pull me into the moment.
I could barely focus on her.
Her hands were all over me, her breathing loud, and she kept making sounds she thought would excite me, but none of it held my attention.
My mind kept drifting back to Iris no matter how much I tried to force it away.
The girl leaned down, brushing her lips against my neck as if she expected a reaction, but all I felt was irritation.
My body refused to cooperate, and the frustration only made it worse.
I exhaled sharply, pushed her aside, and sat up, pulling the sheet across my torso.
"What are you doing?" she asked in confusion as she adjusted herself.
"I'm not in the mood," I muttered.
I stood from the bed and grabbed my jeans.
I pulled a stack of bills from my pocket and tossed the money onto the mattress without even looking at her.
