Read Erased for Free Online Page B

above me.
    Don’t go there.
    When I leave, Niki is waiting for me in the hallway. She walks up to me, her hips swaying with each step, desire burning in her eyes. I let her back me up against the wall, where she presses her breasts against my chest, then uses a low, sultry voice in my ear and says, “I’ve been dying to get you naked all night.”
    I push her away a little. Whispering in my ear isn’t the way to turn me on.
    Of course not, jackass. That’s not why your dick could’ve cut glass when Cupcake’s hot breath was caressing your ear.
    Enough of this shit. I grab Niki’s neck and slam my lips down on hers. When my tongue plunges into her mouth, she emits a moan of pleasure and I deepen the kiss. Her hands fist in my shirt, and I spin us around until she pressed against the wall. Then her hands unclench from my shirt before moving up to grip my shoulders. She moans again and I fight the niggling annoyance at the sound. Upon breaking my lips from hers, I place hot, wet, openmouthed kisses along her neck as I bend at the knee and grab her ass, lifting her up. Her legs go around my waist before I slam her back against the wall, my cock grinding against her. When she groans, the prickling irritation cools my blood. Opening my eyes, I see hooded, hazel eyes staring back at me.
    Not blue.
    I’ve stopped moving, so Niki is staring at me questioningly.
    “Slade? What’s wrong?”
    Shaking my head, I try to get back to the heated moment, but I can already feel myself softening. What the hell is wrong with me? Niki’s not the one I want. My eyes drift to the ceiling, thinking about the woman upstairs once again.
    Niki looks to where my eyes have landed and sighs. “It’s Jill, right?”
    “What? No,” I state emphatically. Definitely not Jill.
    I suddenly realize I’m still holding Niki, so I let her legs drop, slowly lowering her down.
    “Don’t worry about it, Slade.” She presses a kiss to my lips and says, “You know where to find me if you change your mind.”
    Then she leans down and grabs her purse from where she’d dropped it on the floor. Her short skirt rides up, and even though I get a full view of her black thong, my dick continues to lie limp.
    What the fuck has gotten into me? Since when do I care what woman I’m with or what another woman thinks about it?
    It’s just an off night. I don’t care. I never have.
    “Slade!”
    I let out a growl of frustration, but turn to confront the owner of the voice.
    She runs up and throws her arms around me. Without any gentleness, I pull her arms down and literally lift her body away from me.
    “Where have you been? You just disappeared and never called.” Her voice is hurt.
    Inwardly, I roll my eyes at her display. Put your emotions on the line like that and your enemy will take you down.
    “You knew it was a one-night thing . . .” What was her name? It doesn’t matter. “I was very clear about that.” My tone is flat and bored.
    What is it with these women not grasping the concept of a one-night stand? For fuck’s sake! I tell them up front that, after we get each other off, I’m outta there.
    She steps forward again, pressing her body to mine. “There was something special between us, Slade. I know you felt it too.”
    I have to say something to get her to leave me the hell alone. “The only thing I remember about that night was a lousy lay,” I tell her even though she was actually one of the best I’ve been with. I’ll find another one just as good in a day or so.
    She sucks in her breath and steps back, looking at me with disgust. Looks like it worked. But just to be sure she won’t continue to pester me, I drive my point home.
    “I didn’t call because you weren’t worth remembering.”
    Her eyes fill with tears. I mentally shrug. This conversation is over. As soon as I turn and stroll away, I’ve already forgotten her.
    I walk Niki to the door and make sure she’s in her car and driving away before locking up and heading to