What If You

were in sync as the pleasure we gave each other was undeniable. As she stroked my cock with a grip I’d never forget, my hand moved down her torso as my fingers did a little dance over her sensitive area before making their way inside her. Our lips met with force as we gasped for air. I was about to come, and I wasn’t having it. Grabbing her hand that was firmly wrapped around my cock, I stopped her.
“Not this way,” I spoke as I brought my hand up to her face.
I hooked my arm around her waist and laid her down on the bed. My mouth explored her breasts before making my way down her body. She was soaked as I took in every sweet tasting moment. The moans that escaped her heightened as her body trembled with pleasure. When I was done, I stood up and went to get a condom from the nightstand.
“You don’t have to,” she softly spoke as she stared at me. “I’m on birth control and I know you’re clean. We both are.”
“Are you sure, Everly?”
She climbed under the covers and held them up with one hand as she held her other hand out to me. The corners of my mouth slowly curved upward as I climbed in and hovered over her.
When we were finished, I rolled off her and placed my hand on my rapidly beating heart. She did the same and then brought her hand up to my cheek and softly stroked it.
“You were amazing.” She smiled.
“So were you.” I brought my thumb up to her chin and lightly stroked it. “I want to talk to you about something.”
“Sure.” She rolled on her side and propped herself up.
“You’re only here for three months, right?”
“More like two and a half now.”
“You said earlier you have needs. I have needs too and I was thinking that maybe while you’re in New York, we could fulfill each other’s needs from time to time.”
“How often are you thinking?” she asked.
“I don’t know. A few times a week. No strings though. Just friendship and sex.”
“Ah.” She grinned. “Like a friends with benefits thing.”
“Sure. Something like that.”
“Just the two of us, right? Nobody else for as long as I’m here?”
“What do you mean? Do you think I’d want a threesome or something?”
“No.” She laughed as she lightly slapped my chest. “I mean you don’t sleep with any other women and I don’t sleep with any other men. We’d be exclusive in the sex department.”
“Ah. Well, as long as I know I’m getting it from you, I won’t have to look elsewhere.”
“And neither will I. Shall we shake on it to seal the deal?” She held out her hand.
“I can think of much better ways to seal the deal.” I pulled her on top of me.
Everly
I was in the hallway of the hotel when I heard the faint sound of that song playing. I slowly began to walk, following the music to see where it was coming from. The closer I got, the louder the music became. Looking to my right, I saw a door that was partially open. Room number 322. Swallowing hard, I carefully pushed open the door. The gruesome sight was enough to jolt me out of a sound sleep. I quickly sat up and grabbed my throat as I gasped for air.
“What the hell? Are you okay?” Asher asked as he grabbed hold of my arm.
I looked over at him in confusion for I didn’t remember falling asleep.
“Just peachy,” I said as I climbed out of bed and grabbed the robe that was lying across the chair.
“Where are you going?” Asher asked as I left the room.
Grabbing my phone from my purse, I called Daniel.
“What’s up, Everly?”
“I saw something, Daniel. A woman in the hotel I’m at. Room 322. She was murdered.”
“Yeah. I know. We’re here now. Where are you?”
“Suite 2210. I’m with Asher.”
“I’ll be up in a few minutes.” He sighed.
“What is going on?” Asher asked as he walked into the living room.
“For one, a woman was just found murdered in your hotel.”
“What!” he exclaimed.
“I saw it. Daniel is on his way up.”
“Now? For what? It’s midnight.”
“To talk to me.”
“I think we both better get dressed.” He sighed.
“How did I fall asleep?” I asked.
“We were talking and then you were out. You looked peaceful and I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Well you should have.” I shook my head as I slipped on my dress and heard a knock on the door.
I opened the door to the hotel room and Daniel stepped inside.
“Do you know who she is?” I asked.
“Her name is Amy Reynolds and she’s the third victim in the last two weeks. The other two women were high end call girls, and I can guarantee Amy Reynolds is one as well. What exactly did you see, Everly?”
“He plays a song while he’s murdering them.”
“What song?”
“At Last by Etta James. I’ve been hearing that damn song all day. He drugs them first by offering a glass of wine.”
“We never found any wine bottle or glasses in the rooms.”
“That’s because he brings the bottle of wine and the glass with him. Once they’re out, he puts on that song and then undresses them, but he doesn’t rape them. He just stares at their bodies. Then he goes into his bag and gets out the shaver he uses to shave one side of their head. Then he strangles them.”
“Each of the victims did have one side of their head shaved. We’re trying to figure out why he does that,” Daniel spoke.
“I don’t know why.”
“Did you see the man who’s doing this?”
“No. Not yet anyway.”
“Who rented the room?” Asher asked.
“The rooms are always in the victim’s names because they work for themselves. Obviously, this guy searches for them on the internet,” Daniel said.
“I’m sorry. That’s all I saw.”
“It’s okay. I’ll let you two get back to what you were doing.” A cocky smirk crossed his face. “By the way, Diana told me tonight.”
“And?” I grinned.
“I’m