Between Love and Loathing: Dom and Clara's Fake Dating Story

“Are you okay?”

“Fine,” I muttered. “Just fine.”

I was not in fact fucking fine.

I was falling in love with my fake girlfriend.

“Try again, little fighter. This time, no lies.”

“Don’t ask stupid questions. Of course the same goes for me. I’m not in the business of sleeping with a woman I’m not attracted to and it seems the only one I am attracted to right now is you. I woke up thinking about you in my study, and I’ll go to bed thinking about you coming on my cock with your pretty hair draped over your tits in my bed. Want to go fulfill my fantasy now or later?”

She chewed on her bottom lip. “I’ve got only a few weeks left until this opening. And you do too. We need to work, not mess around. Plus, being professional is—”

“Overrated when I know how you taste.”