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“You were made for me,” he whispers in my ear as he pushes inside. I gasp as he inches in a little at a time.

I dig my fingertips into his shoulders and revel in the wonderful pleasure he brings with each roll of his hips. “Yes,” I moan out loud as he slides himself in and out of me. He’s big, but God, he’s fucking perfect. Ethan brings his lips to my neck which only makes me moan more. He's the fucking king in the neck area. He knows where to kiss, where to lick and where to put pressure. “Ethan,” I hiss, arching my back while dragging my nails down his back as he pushes harder and faster into me.

I'm not going to last long. He's in total control of my body and my nails dig deeper as I feel my body explode with the best orgasm of my life. I moan as my body trembles beneath him. He brings his lips to mine and kisses me hard as I thread my fingers through his hair.

Ethan starts moving faster, chasing his own release until I can feel him thicken inside me. “Lexi,” he says against my lips as he cums. Pulling in and out of me a few more times, he rests on top of me.

As I try to catch my breath, Ethan pulls out of me and rolls onto his back. Taking the condom off, he looks over at me. “Hope you’re ready for round three,” he says, sliding back on top of me.

I’m not. I’m still recovering from what just finished ten-seconds ago, but that’s not stopping him from working his magic on me.

Chapter 14

Ethan

Waking up next to Lexi was just how I wanted it. The night was how I wanted it to end. Her body felt exactly the way I thought it would and the sex was better than I expected it would be.

I had an early meeting this morning, and had to leave her to wake up in bed alone. I wasn't happy about that at all. I wanted to be there when she woke up. I wanted to have sex with her all over again, but this Washington account is keeping me up at night and it’s starting to piss me off a lot more. Now it's time for me to talk to them to show that I mean what I say. The contract is what I want, and I’m not going to back down.

Work is annoying me. Everything they’re saying is wrong. Why can't they just do their job? It's not like it’s that difficult. Every account always comes back to me because they seem to fuck it up somehow.

To lighten my mood a little, I sent flowers to Lexi. I wanted her to know that I was thinking about her; thinking about having sex with her. I wanted to have morning sex, shower sex, counter sex, even sex in my bed a few more times. We had sex three times last night, and if I had more condoms, we would have done it a lot more. That goes to prove I want her all day, every day.

“Selena!” I shout, and she comes running into the office. “What the fuck is the reason Emily gave for saying no to this teacher? She ticks every fucking box of her requirements.” I throw the file on the table. I thought my day couldn't get worse but I was wrong. Emily is being so problematic on this, and it’s irritating me to the point where I want to put the center on hold until I get the two malls complete so that I can focus on it alone.

“I’m not sure. She didn’t say anything to me. I can schedule a meeting with her, if you’d like,” she says opening her agenda to see when I would be free for an all-day meeting with her.

“No, leave it for a while.” I wave her out of the room, then close my eyes and lean my head back on my chair to try and come up with another plan, and figure out what the hell Emily’s problem is. There must be some reason she’s always saying no to me.

“Sir, your meeting for this afternoon got cancelled. They said they'll call to rearrange. You also have a Skype call with the London team this evening.” I open my eyes to see Selena still standing there.

“I’m leaving the office for the day—I’ll do the meeting from home,” I say shutting down my computer. I grab my coat and leave without saying another word.

“Ethan.” I stop as I hear Travis calling my name. “I got the paperwork from Washington, and they’ve changed a few things. I’m on board with them, but thought you might want check them out.” He hands me the folder.

“I'll read it once I get home and call you,” I tell him. My phone starts ringing, so I pull it from my pocket, bristling at the name on the screen. I turn it toward Travis showing him the name before answering. “I’ve told you I won’t give you a fucking cent. I’ve told you I don’t want to talk to you, and I’ve told you my fucking lawyer is the person you need call.” Ending the call, I shake my head. If so many businesses didn’t have my number, I would change it. But, then she would just show up on my doorstep and that’s the last thing I need.

“Does Lexi know about her?” Travis asks, walking with me to the elevator.

“No, and I plan to keep it that way. She’s just wanting money. She should have thought about that before doing what she did.” Pressing the button to the elevator, I turn to look at him. “She had her chance to talk and she fucked it up.” As the doors open and I enter the elevator, I turn back to him. “I'll call you tonight,” I say, waving the file at him.

How dare she call me after two years thinking I’ve forgotten what she did—what they did. I don’t forget… I never forget.

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I'm not even surprised to see Lexi talking to Joe when I walk into the building. The man brings her cakes and biscuits his wife has made. She's made a good friend in him. My lips curl up in a smile as I hear her laughing.

“Joe, I’m going to ask your wife if that's true, because that's so funny,” she tells him, breaking out into a fit of giggles.

“I can call her if…” He stops talking when he sees me walking closer to him. “Sir, the builders are in the penthouse. They said they had some questions and would like you to go up and speak with them,” Joe tells me, and Lexi jumps off the counter and stands next to me.

I look over her standing in her denim shorts, just the way I like. “Thank you, I'll go straight up.” I look back over at Joe. “What treats have you brought with you today?” I ask him, as I see Lexi chewing something.

“Lemon cookies. It’s an old family recipe,” Joe says, looking over at Lexi.

“I’m not sharing them with him.” She gives Joe a wink. “How was your day? Mine was wonderful. I went to all my beauty appointments then chilled with Joe.” She leans on the front desk, taking another bite of the cookies.

“Beauty appointments?” I ask raising my eyebrows at her.

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