Wade tomorrow night. How is it possible that he’s the one that owns the whiskey library? Out of all the people in the world, it would be my damn luck.
“Are you just going to stand there or come in?”
“Oh. Hi.”
I hadn’t even realized that Holden had opened the door. I smile up at him and take a few steps inside before he brings his arms around my waist from behind. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“In a way, I did, but it’s nothing.” I lean my back to his front as my body relaxes in his arms. He’s the exact opposite of Wade in looks and personality, but I’m beyond attracted to him. Holden just has this carefree spirit about him that draws me in like a damn metal object to his magnet.
“Are you okay?” He seems sincere, but I wouldn’t even know how to explain what just happened.
“I’m fine now,” I say as I turn around and face him. He’s wearing a gray shirt and black sweatpants. I lower my hands and move them up underneath his shirt, touching his skin for the first time. My fingers run over the ridges of his abs and up to his pecs.
His sharp inhale of breath makes me glance up at him. “Are you sure about this?”
“I am.”
His lips slide across mine to my jaw as he lifts me into his arms, making me wrap my legs around him as he strides towards his bedroom. His lips lock with mine in a hard embrace as he nudges the door open with his foot and we move into his room. He lays me down on the bed before we both remove our shirts. I toss mine to the side, and when I look back up, his body is moving over mine. He covers me with his perfectly sculpted chest as he pulls the cups of my bra down. My nipples peak from his proximity and the sudden cold air hitting them. His mouth comes down on one of them while he pulls on the other with his finger. My body quivers and thanks me for the incredible feeling.
God, what I wouldn’t give to ride a dick every day of my life. A connection-free enjoyment where two bodies meld into one for a few moments before satisfaction takes over, and he takes my breath away with an orgasm that I’ve been craving for a week. It’s nothing more than a few inches of penetration and response once it’s all said and done.
Holden satisfies every ache I have running through my body before he pulls out of me and I suddenly miss the full feeling.
After we settle our needs in the bedroom, I head back to Lo’s place, feeling sated yet more anxious than I can ever remember.
Freshly fucked, no thanks to Wade, I get into bed and drift to sleep as I dream about an ocean turning to ice as a wild blizzard takes over what once was a sun-kissed sea. Wade’s eyes fill my dreams. In those eyes, I see a potential to destroy anything in his path in the most beautiful way.
One thing that I refuse to do is break my rules, ones that I have lived by religiously for years to keep myself on the straight and narrow. However, last night I did just that. Willingly.
I stride across the marble floor of my office, deciding that I might as well break another rule today, considering I’ve bent them out of formation already. I walk into the reception area to my office and to Adriana, who glances up at me, disbelief marring her face as I walk up to her desk.
“I need my phone, Adriana.”
She looks stunned, which she should. I have never left in the middle of a meeting, nor have I gotten my phone back from her before the day’s end, but this intense need to speak to Hadley is weighing too heavily on me, and I need to put a stop to it immediately. I need to feel the static energy that I felt last night with her again. Now.
“Yes, sir,” she says as she fishes my phone out of a locked compartment in her desk. “Is everything all right?”
“Yes, everything is fine.”
I turn my back to her and return to my office while I pull up my call log. I pause on the threshold of the dark wooden door when my recent calls appear. Whiskey and Rye graces the top of the list and I smirk. I
“Are you just going to stand there or come in?”
“Oh. Hi.”
I hadn’t even realized that Holden had opened the door. I smile up at him and take a few steps inside before he brings his arms around my waist from behind. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“In a way, I did, but it’s nothing.” I lean my back to his front as my body relaxes in his arms. He’s the exact opposite of Wade in looks and personality, but I’m beyond attracted to him. Holden just has this carefree spirit about him that draws me in like a damn metal object to his magnet.
“Are you okay?” He seems sincere, but I wouldn’t even know how to explain what just happened.
“I’m fine now,” I say as I turn around and face him. He’s wearing a gray shirt and black sweatpants. I lower my hands and move them up underneath his shirt, touching his skin for the first time. My fingers run over the ridges of his abs and up to his pecs.
His sharp inhale of breath makes me glance up at him. “Are you sure about this?”
“I am.”
His lips slide across mine to my jaw as he lifts me into his arms, making me wrap my legs around him as he strides towards his bedroom. His lips lock with mine in a hard embrace as he nudges the door open with his foot and we move into his room. He lays me down on the bed before we both remove our shirts. I toss mine to the side, and when I look back up, his body is moving over mine. He covers me with his perfectly sculpted chest as he pulls the cups of my bra down. My nipples peak from his proximity and the sudden cold air hitting them. His mouth comes down on one of them while he pulls on the other with his finger. My body quivers and thanks me for the incredible feeling.
God, what I wouldn’t give to ride a dick every day of my life. A connection-free enjoyment where two bodies meld into one for a few moments before satisfaction takes over, and he takes my breath away with an orgasm that I’ve been craving for a week. It’s nothing more than a few inches of penetration and response once it’s all said and done.
Holden satisfies every ache I have running through my body before he pulls out of me and I suddenly miss the full feeling.
After we settle our needs in the bedroom, I head back to Lo’s place, feeling sated yet more anxious than I can ever remember.
Freshly fucked, no thanks to Wade, I get into bed and drift to sleep as I dream about an ocean turning to ice as a wild blizzard takes over what once was a sun-kissed sea. Wade’s eyes fill my dreams. In those eyes, I see a potential to destroy anything in his path in the most beautiful way.
One thing that I refuse to do is break my rules, ones that I have lived by religiously for years to keep myself on the straight and narrow. However, last night I did just that. Willingly.
I stride across the marble floor of my office, deciding that I might as well break another rule today, considering I’ve bent them out of formation already. I walk into the reception area to my office and to Adriana, who glances up at me, disbelief marring her face as I walk up to her desk.
“I need my phone, Adriana.”
She looks stunned, which she should. I have never left in the middle of a meeting, nor have I gotten my phone back from her before the day’s end, but this intense need to speak to Hadley is weighing too heavily on me, and I need to put a stop to it immediately. I need to feel the static energy that I felt last night with her again. Now.
“Yes, sir,” she says as she fishes my phone out of a locked compartment in her desk. “Is everything all right?”
“Yes, everything is fine.”
I turn my back to her and return to my office while I pull up my call log. I pause on the threshold of the dark wooden door when my recent calls appear. Whiskey and Rye graces the top of the list and I smirk. I
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