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I laugh then place my hand on top of her head, rubbing my fingers lightly, and state, “You never learn, do you?” She scrunches her nose at me before shaking her head, and I grin wide before removing my hand reluctantly. “I messaged Piston; he said to wait until next month to see if money goes missing again, something about adding another camera in the storage room and basement. They have to be the only places the person stealing is doctoring the books, and the camera in the storage room only faces the shelves, not where the storage tubs are.”

Perrie freezes, spoon near her mouth, but her eyes are wide as she stutters, “There a-are cameras i-in the storage room?”

I nod, gritting my teeth, knowing exactly what she had done in that room before I fucking ensured the rules were changed.

She clears her throat. “Uh, um uh, how far back do they go exactly?”

I tilt my head her way and raise a brow, and she looks at me sheepishly when I confirm, “Piston deleted the five minutes you were in there each time, and Tinker? Five minutes? Really? Clearly the fucker wasn’t doing it right.”

Her cheeks blaze and she sticks her tongue out, making me smile a little despite the despair that hits my stomach, knowing she gives herself to someone else. Knowing I can never have her.

She sighs. “We were only casual.” I raise a brow, and she smirks. “Cody and I." She looks down, playing with her spoon. “He wanted more, so I ended things. I, uh, just want to focus on my career….”

She doesn’t look at me when she speaks, and I narrow my eyes slightly. She’s lying; it’s her tick, not making eye contact when she lies, but I don’t understand why.

I clear my throat, fighting the urge to call her out, but I pull it back as she whispers, “I’m sorry, Ollie,” and I look at her. She smiles sadly. “I was embarrassed; it’s why I pulled back from you. I wanted to hold you close, believe me, I did. I knew you’d be my crutch after Dad, but when I kissed you, I was embarrassed because I realized I ruined our friendship.”

What?

I shake my head. “Perrie, you were sixteen, and your dad had just died; I wouldn’t have held it against you. You are my best friend, and I shouldn’t have allowed you to pull back, and for that, I am sorry.”

She smirks. “Well, in your defense you were too busy cleaning toilets as a prospect.”

I groan. “Fucking Cass, I knew she saw me.”

“She did more than see you, she recorded you,” she remarks, and I curse, shaking my head.

I’m going to fucking get Cass back when she returns—ifshe returns.

Perrie laughs and I look at her with awe as everything else fades; I can only see her and her gorgeous face. And before I know what I’m doing, I’m cupping the back of her head, and pressing my lips against hers and, fuck me?—

She gasps, giving me the perfect opportunity to move my tongue inside her mouth, tangling it hers, the vanilla ice cream on her tongue taking over my tastebuds, causing me to groan.

It only takes her seconds before she melts into me, gripping my shirt as she moans. I move so I’m standing between her legs, which slide part for me, and cup her cheek. I tilt her head, and deepen the kiss.

Home…I feel at fucking home as she kisses me back with just as much need as I have kissing her.

Slowly, her hands go to my sides, before gently moving to my back. Instead of tensing like normal, I groan into her mouth and grip her hips, lifting her before placing her on the counter, knocking her glass on the floor.

It smashes but we don’t pay any attention. Instead, our kiss gets heavier and deeper, and without thinking, I move one hand into her loose hair, gripping it tightly before moving my right hand between us, pressing two fingers against her panties.

She moans as I groan, feeling how wet she is for me through the material. I hook her panties then yank on them, tearing them, and allowing the fabric to fall. I push a finger into her. Fuck me, she’s tight, and so goddamn wet….

Perrie breaks the kiss, gasping. She throws her head back as I rub her walls, and I watch with fascination as pleasure overtakes her features.

Her eyes squeeze tight, and I know she’s ready to come, so I quickly remove my finger, making her gasp in shock, but I ignore it and do something I’ve never done before, sucking my finger, her taste hitting me hard, my cock begging for his release.

Perrie’s eyes dilate, and I kiss her, forcing her to taste herself as I quickly grab the condom in my back pocket and undo my jeans, pushing them down to my thighs.

Sheathing myself, I place the tip of my cock at her entrance, and then slowly push into her, groaning in her mouth as her walls flutter around me.

Perrie moans, gripping my hair, and I wrap my arms around her as I start to thrust, shifting my hips to reach her G-spot.

Our kiss heats up, getting dirtier, and I moan when I feel her walls squeeze me as my spine tingles.

Only her.I hear her, I feel her, I think of her body against mine; she’s all-consuming. I thrust harder, experiencing pleasure I’ve never known before.

Perrie breaks the kiss, gasping, and I move my lips to her neck, biting down before sucking hard, causing her walls to squeeze me.

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