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I waste no time pushing a finger inside my throbbing pussy. I let out a breathy moan. I move it in and out, my thumb circling over my clit. This feels way too good.

He moves a little closer, and I can almost feel his desperation to touch me. “I bet you’re so fucking tight, aren’t you. Stretch yourself for me.”

I slip in another finger, doing as he says. It feels unbelievably satisfying. I watch him, and his eyes hold mine. The way he eatsme up, his eyes hooded and filled with lust, is almost enough to tip me over the edge.

He unbuckles his jeans and grabs hold of his cock, stroking himself. It’s too dark for me to see him properly, but I can see him moving back and forth, and it urges me on. I work my fingers with expert precision, tingles running over my body as I feel myself getting close.

“Cum for me, sweet pea,” he begs, his voice filled with desperation.

I lean back into the wall for support. My thumb rubs over my clit as my fingers move inside of me, and I let go. My pussy pulses tight around my fingers, waves of euphoria washing over me. My body shudders, and I ride the wave, still watching him stroke himself.

“Taste yourself,” he grunts out. Without thinking, I put my fingers inside my mouth and suck like I would if it were his cock in my mouth.

He buckles forward, groaning, and I know he too has found his release.

He drops his head to the wall, his breathing ragged. “You’re fucking perfection, Gisele.” He fixes himself up, shoving his cock back in his pants then doing them up like nothing just happened. He holds out his hand.

I look at him, I wonder what exactly he wants. My heart still hammers out of control, and my breathing is far from normal.

“Your panties.”

I stare back at him. They’re soaking wet. Is he for real? But from the look in his eyes, I know he is. He’s a dirty, dirty man, and I’m here for it. All of it. I slip them down my legs and over my boots then drop them in his open palm. He brings them up to his nose and inhales before shoving them in his pocket.

My heart races, sexual tension and confusion swirling around me. “I want more, Brody. I want you,” I whisper, knowing I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. This was a tease.

“This can’t happen again, sweet pea. It doesn’t matter how much either of us want it. It can’t. I shouldn’t have let tonight get so out of hand.” I see the pain etched on his face as he says the words. He wants more.

I can’t walk away from this; I may never have chemistry like this again. He tips his head like he did earlier. “I’ll see you tomorrow at work,” he says before walking off into the night, leaving me with my racing heart and a needy pussy, confused and disappointed.

Why did he start something if he wasn’t willing to see where it was going to go? Knowing we have to work together, I feel stupid for letting him get me all worked up. For thinking this could lead to something more. I know it can’t, his family business is the most important thing to him, and it should be. He has a lot of people relying on him. Doesn’t mean his instant rejection after he got himself off doesn’t sting. That was the hottest encounter I’ve ever had. I can’t just go out into the world and act like a normal person now.

Chapter 17

Brody

Iwalk into the conference room and freeze when I see Gisele. It’s late Friday afternoon, and I thoughtshe would be gone for the night. “Sorry, I was looking for Emerson,” I utter.

“She had an appointment, so I offered to finish the pack-up from last night’s event. Can I help you?” I’m not met with any warmth, and I know after my fuck-up on Sunday night, I deserve her coolness toward me.

I take a breath, trying to get my words straight. “Look, Gisele, I overstepped on Sunday. I shouldn’t have let it go that far.”

She studies me, her expression unchanging. “An apology would have helped on Monday if that is what you’re trying to do here. But now five days later, after pretending I didn’t exist all week, I wouldn’t even bother.”

I close the gap between us. Doesn’t she get it? Can’t she see I’m in an impossible situation here? “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just couldn’t stay away. I was trying, but you looked so adorable. And I fucked up.”

She nods, not even looking at me. Her attention has returned to packing away silverware. “You’re right, you did. Maybe it’s best we just keep avoiding each other. Makes it easier for both of us.”

“I’m trying to do the right thing here, Gisele.” I can hear the strain in my voice. This is so far away from what I want it’s not even funny, but I have to honor the contract. Not just for me but for my sister as well. I can’t afford to lose this place.

“Great, that’s just what you should be doing. But you know what? I’m not going to sit around hoping you’ll finally notice me or that we might share another night together like back in New York. You go ahead, save this place, and I’ll focus on excelling at my job like I came here to do. We don’t need to cross paths too much,and frankly, that’s probably for the best.” She finishes packing the last box and carries it over to the stage.

I follow her, not ready to let the conversation end. “What did you mean by not waiting around?”

Her guilty eyes meet mine. “I’m moving on with my life, Brody. Ever since I got to Deception Bay, I’ve been hung up on you, waiting for you to stroll into my office or send me a text like a schoolgirl with a crush. But I see how ridiculous that is now, and I’m not letting you hold me back anymore. I have a date tomorrow night, and I plan to enjoy it, to move on from whatever ‘this’ is.” She waves her hand between us.

My spine stiffens, and I shift uncomfortably. She can’t be serious. “Are you deliberately trying to get a reaction out of me?” I seethe.

Angry eyes flick to me. She grabs her paperwork and heads for the door. “No, not this time, Brody. I’m done trying to get anything from you,” she says and walks out.

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