Page 47 of When He Was Mine

He took another sip of his drink. "Because you have the same type of thinking. Strong and independent with a touch of fire."

I grinned, feeling a spark of intrigue. "Touch of fire, huh?"

"Come here," he said, his voice low and inviting.

I slid over to him, adjusting my form-fitting black dress as it rode up to reveal my black lace thong.

"I hope that’s not going to happen in the club," he murmured, his eyes darkening with desire.

"Don't worry," I whispered, leaning in close. "No one will see my goodies but you."

His hand slid up my thigh, sending shivers through me and I pulled away reluctantly, smoothing my dress back down. We didn’t have sex last night or today because Oliver was exhausted from an intense negotiation for a piece of property in Palm Springs. He wanted to build a Diamond Square Resort. So, he was fired up but so was I.

“Behave,” I demanded.

He groaned. “I can’t. I should have fucked you in the shower.”

“You were still on the phone when I went in.”

He reached for me again, but I backed away. “I mean I should’ve pulled you in when I went.”

“I already did my hair.”

“Please?” he begged.

I loved to bring him to his knees, but this wasn’t the appropriate time to roll around the bed. There was no time.

“Oliver, my friends will be here in a few minutes,” I protested.

“I won’t last until you get home.”

“I doubt I’ll have energy when I get home. Even if I did, we’ll have to be quiet since the guest rooms will be occupied.”

Oliver groaned and shifted his position when my cell buzzed.

I swiped the screen to see who it was. “They’re downstairs. Think of something horrible because I doubt it would be appropriate for them to see your erection.”

Oliver looked down at his cock pressing against his black jeans. He closed his eyes as I stood up and called the lobby to tell them to let my friends up to the penthouse. Oliver stood up and adjusted his pants as his erection subsided. He straightened his gray sweater and downed the rest of his brandy, taking the glass to the kitchen.

I waited eagerly by the door, my heart pounding with excitement, until the knock came. Without hesitation, I yanked it open to reveal all three of my friends standing there, each with small suitcases in tow.

Benny, tall and thin with unruly blond hair and bright blue eyes, grinned as he took in the penthouse. Lisa stood beside him, her black hair a stark contrast to his, her porcelain skin glowing in the soft light. Diana, closer to my coloring with her auburn hair, smiled warmly at me.

"Damn, this place is awesome," Benny whistled as he looked around.

We hugged tightly, the energy between us palpable. As I let go, I introduced them to Oliver, who greeted them with a million-dollar smile that I knew was already winning them over.

"Glad to meet some of Ryleigh’s friends. Can I show you to your rooms?" Oliver offered politely.

We followed him down the hall to the guest rooms, arranging who would stay where. Diana would be closest to the primary, while Lisa and Benny would be next to Oliver’s office. After dropping off their bags, we showed them the hall bathroom, stocked with fluffy white towels.

"Want a tour?" I suggested as we regrouped in the hallway.

They all agreed eagerly, and Oliver excused himself with a quick call on his cell. I led my friends to the patio, where the city lights twinkled below us.

"Damn, Ryleigh, you really scored with Oliver," Diana remarked, her eyes wide with awe.

"I don’t care about the surroundings, just Oliver," I replied, smiling at the thought of him.

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