Page 11 of Puck Me Sideways

I stilled, knowing the rough time he’d had with her. “Apologies, man.”

“Don’t mention it. I get it.” He worked the oil in a little longer than necessary as the rest of the shoot went on without us. “We had some shit years, Lori and me. But we came through. Never really let her go, you know. Mighta been wrong but…I couldn’t give her up.”

I grinned. “I know how that feels. Been watching Hallie for a while.”

“Yeah? She the right one for you?”

I shrugged. “For me? Yeah. Me for her? Dunno yet. Guess we’ll find out.”

He laughed. “That’s sweet, brother. I don’t think I gave my girl a choice. She just had to come around to me.”

“Sounds like an obsession.”

“What we did… It didn’t define healthy.” He slapped my back head enough to leave a mark, and wandered away, talking loudly.

I rocked back onto my heels, thinking over what he’d said. Maybe I’d approached Hallie wrong. I knew she was it for me. Had known what I felt for her was more than lust for months even though we hadn’t fucked yet.

She was my obsession. I couldn't think straight without her. Knowing that she knew I’d been there all that time did something to me. That she sat at the desk, working her ass off as always, her thighs smeared with the evidence of our frenzied playtime earlier and the gaping hole where I tore straight through her tights and her panties clean off…

Fuck, I had to stop thinking about her, or this photoshoot would have evidence of my own obsession and a damn fine boner to boot.

Forcing a smile I fucking hated, I pushed up to the balls of my feet under the guise of stretching, and let Hallie slide to the shadowy parts of my mind for later tonight.

I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold to my promise to be gentle with her after all.

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Sweat rolled along my spine as I pushed the bar up for the dozenth time this rep plus some. I’d stopped counting minutes before. My eyes barely left the door, and my arms shook. Before that, it was my legs that trembled, though they weren’t on the roster to work. Coach would be pissed I went off the schedule, but I didn’t care.

I couldn’t get Hallie off my mind but if she didn't haul her curvy ass through that door soon I’d either do it for her or storm into the office, flip her over her desk, and then all bets on beinggentlewere off.

My fingers cramped on the bar. I released the warmed metal, letting the bar up in a controlled raise as her shadow appeared in the doorway.

I closed my eyes. “Thank fuck,” I muttered, soft enough my voice shouldn’t have carried.

“Hey,” Hallie said, walking toward me with short steps. “I wasn’t sure if, you know, you changed your mind…” She stared at my sweating body and heaving chest with a furrowed brow. “Are you okay?”

I grinned and held out one hand, grabbing a water bottle with the other. “Yeah. I’m good. Stress relief. Wasn't sure you’d be here either.”

More frowns. I decided I hated them on her. “You get those?” she asked, incredulous. “Really? Fear that I wouldn’t turn up? Are you serious?”

I straightened and something in my back protested. I’d pay for the lack of stretching tomorrow, but right now all I cared about was the girl in front of me. “Hell yes, I’m scared shitless of rejection, beautiful.”

“Someone like you?” She stared at me sceptically. “I find that hard to believe.” Her arms folded beneath her breasts, pushing them up.

I swallowed hard. “Come here.” I patted my knee, spreading my legs apart.

“You’re sweaty. And filthy.”

“And you’re about to be.” She’d have to get used to that. I didn’t fuck cleanly.

Hallie hesitated, but she was here, and we had a deal. She walked through those damn doors tonight. I wasn’t about to let her renege, not after the way she coated my hand with her slick juices back in the offices earlier.

Hell, I’d barely been able to hold my shit together in front of everyone when I heard those sultry moans that Iknewcame from her soft lips before I saw her little display in the kitchen. Then, the food show. Christ, the girl should be locked away. Preferably in my bedroom.

The way she sounded, the effect she had on everyone in that room… and shehad no fucking idea how hot she was. More than one guy on my team nearly embarrassed himself when she swallowed. I nearly ripped someone’s hand off when it strayed to his cock over his pants.

Which was the same reason I dragged her out of the room, and how we ended up here with her wearing ripped tights, her thighs painted in her own cum all day, and no one else the wiser.

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