Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 61939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Goddamnit,” he whispered harshly, grabbing a fistful of my hair. “Andrea…”
He repeated my name again as I tongued his tip, and the way he said it—strained, unguarded—undid me and made me suck him faster.
I felt him tensing, like he was about to let go on my lips, but he tightened his grip on my hair and pulled me up.
“Not like this,” he breathed. “Not yet…”
He slipped his hand under my dress, reaching for panties, but I wasn’t wearing any.
A slight smirk tugged at his lips, but he didn’t let it stay.
As if he’d given up on me following instructions, he took the condom from me and handled the matter himself.
“Here,” he said, sliding his hand under my left thigh. “I want you to come for me first…”
He lifted my leg and gently pulled me forward, angling his tip at my soaking wet slit, and then he slid into me slowly. Letting me feel every inch of him, he stared at me as I took all of him.
My thighs tightened around him when he bottomed out, a broken sound escaping my throat.
“Don’t scream,” he warned. “Unless you want them all hearing who you belong to…Clear?”
He didn’t wait for a response.
He pulled out slowly, then pushed back in just as slow.
Deliberate. Punishing.
“Tell me how much you’ve wanted this dick…”
I couldn’t form words. My body had already betrayed me.
I clutched his shoulders and screamed into his chest as he fucked me. My nails dug into his suit’s fabric, and I begged him to slow down, but he wasn’t listening.
And a part of me didn’t want him to.
“Look at me and tell me you hate me,” he muttered against my neck, still thrusting, still controlling me.
“I…”
“Say it while I’m inside you…” He thrust harder. “Do you still fucking hate me?”
“Noooo…” I could only scream.
“Are you sure?” He teased, and I knew he didn’t need an answer to that.
I shut my eyes as he pushed me further and further into ecstasy, my mind derailing against his rhythms.
The pressure coiled low in my stomach, tightening with every thrust until I couldn’t breathe. Despite his “Hold on for me” command, I shattered around him.
My body shook violently against his.
He followed seconds later, stiffening, whispering my name like it was both confession and claim.
My chest heaved up and down, and I felt his heart running heavy laps in his chest.
For a long moment, we stayed like that—breathing, tangled, unsteady.
By the time I mentally came back down, my legs were barely holding me up.
“You still want to leave me?” he murmured against my neck.
“No…”
“Good.” He brushed his lips against my ear. “We’re just getting started tonight…”
THIRTY
ANDREA
Several Hours Later
Iwoke up in bed alone, my body sore and my mind unsettled.
Harrison’s side of the bed looked untouched, like he’d just tucked me in and walked away.
Tossing off the covers, I walked through the suite to find him.
He wasn’t in the kitchen or the office, but his laptop was open in the living room.
Crossing to the other side, I realized that the balcony doors were hanging wide open. The curtains were fluttering against the wind, while the rain was dripping onto the floor.
I walked over to close the doors, but immediately stopped when I saw Harrison.
He was sitting on the bench, fully clothed, rain soaking through his shirt like he didn’t deserve to come inside.
Staring at the sea, he didn’t blink when I waved a hand in front of his face.
“Are you sleeping?” I asked.
“I don’t sleep, Andrea.” He continued staring straight ahead. “You know that.”
“Right, um… I was just looking for you.”
“Congrats,” he said. “You found me.”
A round of thunder roared in the distance, and I leaned out a bit further.
“Can I ask you something personal, Harrison?”
He finally blinked, and I took that as a yes.
“Did what just happened in the stairway between us mean something to you, or was it just sex?”
“That sounds like a trick question,” he said, “not a personal one.”
“I don’t typically have casual sex, so…” I let out a breath. “If it meant nothing to you, it can’t happen again. I won’t be convenient.”
He turned to look at me and shook his head before facing the ocean again.
“Can you give me an answer so I can go back inside?” I asked.
“We have several important sessions scheduled for tomorrow,” he said. “If you’re feeling emotional, channel it into something productive.”
“I just want to know if you feel anything for me, Harrison,” I said. “That’s all I want.”
Several seconds passed without him saying a word, but I refused to leave the balcony without getting an answer.
“It’s a simple yes or no, Harrison,” I said. “Just say ‘yes’ or ‘no.’”
“Can you not do this right now?” His eyes met mine again, but this time they were bloodshot red. “Go do some work and discuss your emotions with someone else.”
“I’ll pass on being anything like you,” I hissed. “Thanks for the answer. No would’ve been simpler.”