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“Just keep touching and fucking me,” I moaned in response, my back arching as I edged closer to my climax.
“I’m not fucking stopping.” He ramped up his intensity, just as my body exploded with pleasure. I could hardly breathe as my pussy bore down on his cock, adding more moisture to the mess that we had already made.
“Oh fuck, that feels so good.” Eli let out a moan, his body nearly stopping as my orgasm squeezed his cock. “Holy shit.”
I let out a heavy, sharp breath as it finally passed, and Eli picked up his pace again. I could tell just by his jerky movements that he was nearing his own release. His bright, icy-blue eyes locked with mine just as he exploded, nearly collapsing onto me. A loud, primal growl escaped from his throat as his fist caught him from falling directly onto me.
Instead, he caught my lips gracefully, giving me the kiss of a passionate lover. It left me breathless, different than all the other times we had locked lips. There was...emotion in this kiss.
And when he pulled away, it left my heart pounding even harder than before.
He held my gaze for a second, looking equally as rocked as I was. “Olivia...” he murmured, his voice trailing off. “I have to go.”
What?
I shook my head, confused—his dick was still in my vagina and he was already peacing out. “Okay,” was all I managed to mutter before he pulled out of me and made his exit.
Fucking player.
10
ELI
I sat at my desk, staring at the script in front of me. After a passionate round of sex with Olivia, I found myself hungry to know more about her—and that led to me staying up the entire night reading anything and everything the woman had ever written.
And as much as I didn’t want to think it...
She was good.
Really good.
I chewed on my lip for a few moments, trying to decide what to do about what had happened to Olivia and myself over the weekend. I had never intended to go home with her—but I couldn’t say that I hadn’t thought about it. She was all I thought about.
And that was a major problem.
Women are just distractions.
“Fuck,” I grumbled, shoving her stack of scripts off to the side. “I can’t do this. I can’t.” For some reason saying the words out loud made me feel like I was just lying to myself, and that made my stomach hurt even worse.
Maybe I could find her another job.
I blew out a sharp breath, turning to my computer. It didn’t seem that outrageous. I had a lot of connections, though the issues of Los Angeles did pose quite the problem. Not to mention I would probably have to answer why I was trying to find a new place for her.
Fuck.
And Owen. There was the problem of Owen too. He was counting on me to help Olivia build her career back to the level that it once was. I hadn’t intended to actually worry about anything other than keeping her employed...
But there was the boost that working with Harlee would give her.
“Hey man,” Owen’s voice broke through my contradictory thoughts, startling me so much that I jumped backwards in the chair.
“What the fuck? Why didn’t you knock, asshole?” I snapped, clearing my throat as I smoothed out my suit jacket. “I could’ve been doing something.”
“Uh, like what?” Owen’s face contorted in an amused way. “You jacking off at work? Because that’s just fucking weird.”
“No,” I shot back, rolling my eyes. “And also, who the fuck hasn’t jacked off in their office once or twice. I’ve worked some long hours.”
“Touché.” He shrugged, pulling out the chair across from me and sitting down. “So, how was your night out Saturday? I never heard from you Sunday and actually thought you might have died.”
