Just Like This
- Sep 30, 2025
- 4 min read
Updated: May 12
Just the Sex by Aiden Marks
This story contains: her and him, contemporary romance, strangers, spanking, sub/dom, blow job, cunnilingus, friends to lovers
The email came with brutal finality, dismissing years of dedication. Security led Harper out with her meager box of belongings; there wasn’t even a picture frame inside. How. Fucking. Sad.
At her apartment building, she caught sight of Jamal, one of the front-desk attendants. A black button-up hugged his athletic physique. Always a welcome sight. Even now.
Harper waited for the elevator, jumping as Jamal’s voice rang in her ear. “Sorry! Didn’t mean to scare you. Everything okay?”
She could smell his pine-scented cologne. “Been better.”
“Sorry to hear.”
“Eleven years I spent running that goddamn division,” she blurted.
A spark glimmered in Jamal’s whiskey-colored eyes, and the corner of his mouth lifted in a sly smile. “Want to talk about it?”
“That’s nice of you. But at this point, I think I need a warm bath and a massage.”
“You’re in luck! I’m great at rubdowns.”
The muscles in Harper’s thighs twitched at the thought of his meaty hands squeezing the stress from her shoulders. After months of watching him move packages and hold doors, Harper thought fuck it, if I lost my job might as well gain something else. “All right.”
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