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5
Oden
After hours of being hard off and on, my dick finally relaxed. Being in Kerenza’s presence all day, I truly couldn’t help it.
As we’d walked through the ULC warehouse—which, as impressive as it was, didn’t hold an ounce of my attention, thanks to the beauty giving me the tour—something else had dawned on me: our chemistry was natural and off the charts. When the time finally came—and it would come—for us to have sex, it, too, was going to be off the charts.
Back at the hotel, I grabbed a quick bite from the adjoining restaurant, then went back to my room and took a long shower. Settling in the plush, king-sized bed, I pulled up Kerenza’s Facebook page on my laptop, surprised to see the little green dot under her name, which meant she was currently online.
Lucky for me, her page was set to public, as I already knew from looking her up multiple times over the past eight months. Twenty minutes ago, she’d checked into some place called Pole Fitness. I was just about to Google it, when the page refreshed, and there was a picture of Kerenza, hanging upside down from a pole.
I scrambled up into a sitting position, lifting the laptop and bringing it so close to my face that my nose was touching the screen. I took in the skimpy bra and panty set she wore, along with high-waisted, fishnet stockings and tall, skinny heels.
As usual, and I noticed this was her thing unless she was on a shoot, she wore very little makeup. The fire red lipstick complemented her complexion and drew even more attention to her gorgeous mouth.
A frustrated growl escaped my clenched teeth. How much longer would I be able to look but not touch where it concerned Kerenza Monae Towers?
It was Friday, the end of my first week at ULC. On the job front, things were coming together well. I now had several themes in mind for each of the campaigns and had begun the tedious process of bringing my visions to life. On the personal front, things were still progressing significantly slower than I would have preferred.
Tempering my natural aggression, and as a result, my attraction to Kerenza, was getting me nowhere. The biggest obstacle, I think, was that we worked together. Personally, I didn’t care, and Isobel—in an attempt to flirt with me—had let slip that lots of people at ULC had dated people within the company, including, surprisingly, Gayle.
I’d been dropping subtle hints to Kerenza all week, flirting with her as much as I could without coming on too strong and making her uncomfortable. It looked like I was just going to have to come straight out and ask her on a date.
I was done pussyfooting around. Being timid was for betas. It was time to claim what had been mine since the moment I’d laid eyes on her.
