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I froze—what was I doing? I dropped her hand, shaking my head. “Sorry, I—I think I just read the moment wrong.”

Olivia didn’t agree or disagree with me. Instead, she stood there, her eyes studying my face for a few very long moments.

And then she took a step toward me.

“Why did you follow me on Instagram?” she asked, her body language shifting. She was gaining confidence...

And it was hot.

“I don’t know...” My voice trailed off as she bit her lip again. “I think I was just curious—you’re Owen’s sister.”

“And you’ve known that I exist for a long time,” she added quickly. “I’ve never met you once in the time that you guys have been friends.”

“I’m a busy man.”

“Mmm, interesting,” she laughed, shaking her head. “Whatever you say, Mr. Billionaire Playboy of 2023.”

Oof. She’s done her research.

“I earned that title.”

“I bet you did.” She reached up, patting my chest. However, before she could pull away, my hands were there, holding her there. Olivia ran her tongue along her bottom lip, her eyes bouncing between mine.

And I couldn’t stand it any longer.

I leaned in, my nose brushing hers as my lips finally pressed against hers. At first she was hesitant, and I thought she might pull away...

But then she bit my lip, letting out a soft moan.

My tongue dove through her parted lips, tasting a mixture of champagne and some other fruity cocktail. Her hand ran down the front of my chest, not stopping until she was groping my hard cock through my suit pants. I groaned out as Olivia squeezed me, my hands already sliding down her lower back to her perfect, round peach of an ass. I felt her up as our kiss stayed hot and heavy, both of us caught in the chemistry we shared.

“Oh my god,” she let out as I gave her a good tight squeeze. I guided her clumsily backwards into the nearest desk, swiping it clear with a hand. I had no idea whose desk it was, but I would clean up the mess later. The sound of random items crashing to the floor filled the silent office, and my fingertips found the hem of her dress, ripping it up above her waist.

I caught my breath as I took in her black thong against her pale skin. There was something about the contrast that was so sexy, and as I lifted her up on the edge of the desk, her legs spread for me.

Oof.

My lips landed on her neck, breathing in the smell of her sweet perfume as I kissed the nape of her neck, sucking her skin into my mouth. She let out a cry as I sucked a little harder while one of my hands ran along her inner thigh.

I shouldn’t be doing this.

My voice of reason came on strong, nagging at me as her hand continued to rub me through the material of my pants. I pushed the reason away, my fingers finally making it to her soaked underwear.

Fuck reason. She’s wet for me.

I rubbed her gently, my face still buried in her neck, tasting her skin. The material was soft, but I wanted more of her. Carefully, I pushed her underwear to the side, giving my hand full access. Moisture coated my fingers as I ran along her folds, my mouth suddenly feeling parched. I pulled away from her, our eyes locking as I lowered to my knees.

“Eli,” she moaned as I kissed along her inner thighs, taking my time as I slowly made my way to her pussy. I breathed in her feminine scent, relishing the way she smelled and committing it to memory. Her fingers laced through my hair as I finally kissed her clitoris and then ran my tongue along her folds, drinking her in.

“You taste so good,” I groaned, leaning back just enough to catch the pleasure written all over her face. She was biting down on her lip and her eyes were closed as her hips rocked with desire.

“Don’t stop then,” Olivia panted, tugging my hair back toward her pussy. The movement was sexy and bold, my dick throbbing at her confidence. I kissed her inner thighs again before sucking her in, gyrating my tongue against her clit. Her moans filled the empty room as I upped my intensity, wrapping my arms around her legs and holding her against me. I wanted to be the one who made her cum.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried out, her body squirming in my grip. “Oh my god. Yes.” Her strained voice nearly sent me over the edge in my own fucking pants, but I held off the urge to let myself out and take her.

I was just that kind of guy, letting the lady always go first.

Drinking her in, I stayed steady and fast, nudging my tongue against her opening. Her legs began to tremble as she moaned louder and louder. I felt her muscles tense up around me just as she reached her climax, a gush of wetness slipping out. I lapped it all up as it came, running my tongue along my lips to savor it all.

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