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My hand flew to my mouth, stifling a cry as he continued slapping his hips into mine. He clung to my hips, his breaths growing deeper and faster as he continued fucking me so hard I saw stars. I rocked my hips into his, enjoying the immense pressure mixed with pleasure.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Eli growled into my neck as he sucked my skin into his mouth. I took the moment to grab his biceps, holding on as his pace quickened even faster, my eyes squeezing shut. I reveled in the scent of our sex and his cologne, committing it to memory.
“I’m gonna cum,” Eli panted, a low groan building as he slowed.
“Cum for me then.” I felt his muscles tense against me.
His eyes locked into mine as his face clouded with arousal, his cock throbbing as he released deep inside of me. “Holy fuck...” Eli collapsed forward, his body pressing into mine as he kissed me. His kiss was soft and slow, the opposite of the hungry, eager one that had led to sex.
I kissed him back, emotions stirring deep in my chest and causing me to pause. I knew the feeling all too well—and exactly what it led to.
I’m seriously falling for Eli.
He pulled away from me, having noticed my hesitation. “What’s wrong?”
I shook my head, sliding off the edge of the desk and jerking my skirt back down around my hips. “I don’t know why I can’t tell you no.”
“What?” Eli gave me a funny look as he pulled the condom from his softening erection. “Did you not want to have sex?”
“Obviously, I wanted to.” I sighed, trying to smooth out my disheveled hair. “I just don’t know why you keep wanting this from me.”
“I mean, it’s pretty obvious that there’s a lot of something.” He gestured between the two of us. “I guess it’s just chemistry or something.”
“Why did you fuck me, Eli?” I demanded, my heartache beginning to burn in my chest. I wasn’t sure why all the emotions were suddenly overflowing, but they were—and I wanted to know what the hell was going on. “You act like you hate me, and then bam!” I threw my hands in the air. “You just sweep me up and decide you wanna have sex.”
“I don’t hate you, Olivia.” His tone was going flat as he folded his arms across his chest, having already buttoned himself back up. “There’s nothing to hate about you.”
“Really? So then why do you treat me like shit compared to everyone else in this office?”
His lips turned downward, and it was as though I had just shocked him with the question. “Olivia—” A knock on the door startled us both, causing me to jump sideways and Eli to quickly smooth out his dress shirt. “Yeah?” he called out.
The door handle jiggled slightly, and Eli and I both exchanged a knowing look as I reached to unlock it. The door opened then, Brittany sticking her head in.
“Um, Owen is on line two waiting on you to pick up. I guess he’s called your cell multiple times but was unable to get through. He wants to double-check about some party reservations.”
14
ELI
“Dude, you are acting so weird.” Owen’s voice was distant as I leaned against the bar of the club I had rented out for his birthday party. It was one of the VIP rooftops and it had become a tradition for me to host the celebration there. The night was cool, the breeze a little nippy as it swept across the rooftop. The party had yet to start, leaving Owen and me as the only guests present at the moment.
“Why won’t you just tell me what’s going on?” His voice broke my thoughts.
“Huh?” I turned to look at him, studying his face. “Why am I acting weird? Dude, I always want to surprise you with the parties, but you insist on being here before it ever starts. You’re supposed to show up with your girlfriend after everyone else gets here.”
“I’m not talking about this party—we do the same thing every year. I’m talking about just in general. You’re off, man. I know you are.” Owen’s sandy-blond hair reminded me so much of Olivia’s, though it was a shade or two darker.
Fuck, why can’t I get her off my mind?
I grabbed up my drink, downing the rest of the vodka in the glass. “I don’t know. There’s just a lot of stress happening right now with Harlee Mendez’s project. I have a lot of shit to manage right now. She’s expanding it to a collection of videos.” In truth, I was handling it all just fine. It was a bullshit answer—I knew that.
And by the look on Owen’s face, he knew it too.
“You got a thing for Harlee or something? I know you tend to lose your focus when an intriguing woman comes around.” His words were careful, and I rocked against the back of my heels, contemplating a good answer. “And...you haven’t talked about a woman in a solid few months. It’s about time for someone to be brought up. You can’t go that long without getting laid.”
Lies.
“It’s not that. Harlee is way too young for me, anyway. I just have been busy with work...” My jaw clenched as the doors to the club opened, Olivia and Zena walking in. I took in Olivia’s petite frame, a perfect hourglass figure. My mouth salivated over the skintight crimson dress, her rounded breasts peeking out from the top. Her creamy skin beckoned for my lips, her blonde hair cascading across her shoulders. There was something completely mesmerizing about the woman.
