Vodka

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"Fuck!" The woman screamed, rolling her eyes back and aching her naked body towards mine while I thrust and roll my hips against hers. 

The bed was creaking.

The smell of sex and sweat was lingering in the air.

My grunts and groans were mixed with her high-pitched moans.

She dragged her nails down my back until she gripped my ass.

I reached for her leg and threw it over my shoulder to give me more access to thrust deep inside her.

Her tight core started clenching around my hard crotch as we were nearing our climax until my phone rang, killing the mood instantly.

I cussed, letting out a breath while the woman beneath me whined when I pulled out and reached for my phone only for her to slap my hand.

"It's rude to leave a woman unsatisfied, you know?" she scolded me. "Your call can wait."

"I highly doubt that." I reached for it anyway despite her protests.

I checked the caller's ID on my screen. It was Christian again.

I wonder what kind of trouble he got himself mixed into this time. I thought with a sigh as I pick up the call. "What did you do?"

"Wow! Not even a 'Hey, Christian. How are you?' Some friend you are."

"What did you do, Yu Ba Rom?"

"Alright! Geez, you didn't have to my Korean name. And you can't be mad at me if I tell you."

"Depending on what crime you committed, I make no promises. So, spill."

"So, I had a gig. I had a couple to plenty of drinks and things went a little crazy, and now I'm at the police station."

I inhale a sharp breath, closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose. "Why didn't you call Mei?"

"She's with her parents and won't be back for another week."

"What about Chaerin?"

"Hell no! I choose life. That woman will send me to meet Jesus if she finds out!"

"She will send us both to meet Jesus now that you got me involved by telling me, you prick!"

"Come on. You gotta help me. Just go to my apartment and get my bail money. It's underneath my bed."

"Where did you get the bail money from?"

"Oh, would you look at that? My time is up. Make sure you get here with the bail money. Bye!"

"Christian - "

He hung up.

I cussed for the second time and turned to the woman underneath me. "I take it that you're not in the mood to finish where we left off."

"After awkwardly listening to your conversation, pretty much." She answered with a grimace.

"Fair enough." I rolled off of her and got out of bed.

"You're leaving?" she asked, sitting up and covering her breasts with her bed sheet.

"I have to." I gather my clothes and put them on. "My friend got himself into some trouble and I'm morally obligated to help him."

"Okay, but at least give me your number or something."

I met her pouty gaze and gave her a tight smile. "I'm afraid I can't. As much as I enjoyed our time together, I make it a policy to not get too involved with the women I sleep with. It's better that way."

"I'm not like other women."

"Sure, you're not." I grabbed my jacket and strode towards her door.

"Will I see you again?" she asks.

I look at her one last time and said, "Probably not." And left.

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"Ollie! You came for me!" Christian rushed to the bars of the prison cell with a grin on his face by the time I was escorted inside the precinct.

"Friend of yours?" the police officer asked me.

"Unfortunately," I said with a tight smile. "I'll take him off your hands, thank you."

The police officer walked over to the cell and unlocks it, allowing Christian to get out. "Be sure to grab your stuff at the reception," he tells him. "I better not see you here."

"You got it, officer." Christian gave him the finger guns before turning to me.

"Don't." I raised my hand before he could say anything that could potentially deplete my brain cells. "Let's just go."

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"I thought at the age of thirty-two and being engaged would make you'd learn to be a bit more responsible and act your age, but that's a fucking lie," I said as we got into my car. I started the engine and reversed out of the parking lot and drove into the road.

"Fuck you! You're one to talk. You recently turned thirty, yet you stick your dick in anything with a vagina." He retorted.

"It's a seasonal thing. Stop making it seem like I'm a nymphomaniac." I retorted back. "Even if that was the case, I go about it responsibly. I always wear protection to prevent catching any STDs and unwanted pregnancies, I make my intentions clear to avoid drama and misunderstandings and I make sure to avoid having sex while drunk."