Page 87 of Overexposed

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thirty-two

Stella

“Fuck.” I blew out a breath as Ollie and I collapsed together on the bed. My heart still raced and my body hummed.

“Pretty sure we just did,” Ollie murmured into my ear. “But give me a few minutes and I will absolutely go for round two.”

“Three,” I said, holding up three fingers over my shoulder. “Pretty sure it will be three.”

He scraped his teeth over my shoulder in a playful bite. “Three is definitely a lucky number, Snow.” The drag of his cock leaving me had me groaning. “Stay here.” He added a slap to my ass before he rolled off the bed.

I pushed my head up, the bedhead I had going on was probably impressive because Ollie loved to put his hands in my hair, fist it, and then fuck. I licked my lips and made sure no drool had escaped. There was just something downright fierce about the way he fucked.

To say I was more than a little drunk on him would be a bit of an understatement. Add Gem to this and I was living in some hedonistic dream. That was a sobering thought. Dreams ended. Sometimes it was better to wake up before they became nightmares.

Ollie wandered back out from the bathroom with a damp cloth and a glass of water. “Drink,” he said as he handed it to me. I opened my mouth to say something, but he stole a kiss. “Hmm, I could get used to this.”

He left me to drink before he went to wipe me down. Another unexpected facet of this fantasy life I was existing in: Ollie and Gem seemed to both thrive on looking after me. It was as unsettling as it was unfamiliar. I’d had boyfriends before. I’d even had lovers.

I couldn’t say any of them had been like Ollie or Gem. Hell, most were more like Seven—if Seven and I were fucking and he was still a surly bastard. It would probably take an epic amount of fucking to get the stick out of Seven’s ass and make him relax.

Making a face at that thought, I downed the water like it was a shot of vodka. Once I set the glass down, Ollie flipped me over and looked down at me with a gleeful smile. Then he was burying his face in my pussy like he had challenged Gem to a duel at dawn for who was the best at it.

Oh, fuck, that idea just fired up my libido and I didn’t even try to fight my screams. Boneless as hell when he finally took a break, I grinned at his very stiff cock.

“Round four?” He grinned and at my laugh, he added, “That’s not a no.” It most certainly wasn’t.

He pulled me up and over his shoulder giving me a gorgeous view of his very tight ass. “Ollie? Is this how you plan to do calisthenics every morning?” I had to know as he carried me into the bathroom.

’Cause that was how he’d bribed his way into spending the night in my bed. We were going to get up early and work out together. Or I could have coffee and watch him work out—he just wanted the time. I think I liked this plan better.

Apparently, so did he because his wicked laugh was also not a no.

Thirty minutes and another orgasm later, I practically floated out of my room with Ollie strolling beside me. He still needed to swing by his own room for clean clothes. Not that I minded thelongwalk to get there. Those extra dozen steps or so were a killer.

I leaned on the doorframe and pointed a finger at him. “Uh-uh. Not coming in. You get your clothes on and then we’re going downstairs. I cannot live on sex alone. I require coffee.” At his smirk, I grinned. “And according to you, I also require food.”

“Hmm, I’ll just lure you back up here after breakfast.” He rubbed his hands together like some kind of evil villain and this had been his dastardly plan.

“I thought you had more interviews today.” I was pretty sure he had some streaming services doing “on the set” and “behind the scenes” specials. At least I thought that was what he meant.

“Ugh.” Ollie groaned. “I don’t think I want you so aware of my schedule anymore.”

“No?” I grinned as he pulled out a cheerful if a bit subdued Hawaiian-print business shirt. He held it up in front of him and then looked at me. “I like it. It makes you look even more dark and mysterious.”

His snort just made me grin. He slid the shirt on and buttoned it up on his way to the door. Once he squeezed in with me, he dipped his head for a kiss that I’d been expecting and welcomed.

Yes, we had places to go and things to do. I had a lot to do, including getting my own place again. Before I got too comfortable.

At the same time, I didn’t want to go anywhere. I enjoyed this playful side to Ollie, particularly when he was all relaxed. When I nipped his lower lip, he chuckled.

“Disciplining me now, Snow?” His eyes danced with all the possibilities.

The man was terrible. Absolutely terrible.

“Someone has to. You’re a menace.” I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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