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The way her face sags, and she bows her head, has me drawing in closer to her. I reach out, and she intakes a quick breath as I lightly finger a loose strand of hair that’s fallen on her cheek. Her eyes hold mine and I could easily lean in and devour her lips in a hot kiss.

“I don’t know everything.” I’m dying to know when the last time she truly enjoyed herself with a man was.

“Ask me. I’m an open book.” She raises her brow in a challenge.

“What are you most scared of?”

Her gaze looks turbulent. “I don’t know if I can run the business.” It’s only a breath, but I catch it.

I reach out and stroke her cheek softly. “Hey. You can. I’m not a guy who runs his own company, but I can try to help you.”

Her mouth quirks, and I swear I see amusement, but I didn’t say anything funny. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

I see an amazing opportunity to take over this company and do whatever the hell she wants with it. She just needs to see beyond her parents’ company, because soon it will be majority hers. And the Tahlia I saw in the pool yesterday is powerful.

“You seem way too invested, considering you have to be in a fake engagement with me.”

“With you, it’s not that hard.”

I didn’t mean for that to slip, but now that it hangs in the air between us, I own it. If I was ever going to do something crazy, it’s for Tahlia. The only woman I’ve fantasized about before. Being around her in any shape or form is better than not having her at all.

But I will hold myself back from hurting her by not crossing that line, even if it kills me.

Chapter 16

Alex

I’m finally home from an afternoon shift, dumping my keys and case down in the kitchen. I rush upstairs, calling out Tahlia’s name loudly, but I don’t get a response back.

The pool was empty, and there is no evidence or noises she’s here. I bet she’s working.

Lately she’s been working late into the night, trying to learn the new business. Which means I’ll have time to jerk off before she tempts me with her presence all night.

Entering my room, I kick off my shoes. I need some alone time to deal with my erection that I’ve been fighting all day. Because of her and all the little things she does. She’s literally driving me insane.

I don’t even shower before lying on my bed, propped up by pillows. The sinking way my body relaxes into the mattress helps the tension ease.

I drag a hand over my face and new stubble. I can’t believe I am about to jerk off when all I want is to sink my dick into Tahlia’s mouth or deep inside of her pussy.

That’s not an option, though, so I unfasten my pants and push my briefs and pants down past my hips.

My balls sit tight and heavy between my legs, and my cock is straining with excitement. I’m about to give it a release, finally.

I grip my hand around the base and pull in languid strokes. My breath catches in my lungs before I blow it out.

After a few hard pulls, I slide my hand over my balls and touch them. Giving them a squeeze as a groan leaves me. I glide my hand back up and return to stroking my cock. My body is feverish as my hand works me harder. I close my eyes and tip my head back, enjoying the images of Tahlia’s face and how her kiss and body felt to touch and taste. Pre-cum leaks, I widen my legs and rub the head of my thick cock. Working it as if it was Tahlia’s hand or mouth instead of mine. I pull harder and faster, chasing the release, unable to slow myself down now that I’m this close to the edge.

Suddenly, the heat in this room has turned up by a thousand degrees. I stop to tear my shirt off. As I lower back down, I glance over to the doorway. Tahlia stands there, her dazzling green eyes staring back at me with so much longing.

There’s no shy smile on her face. No, she’s fearless. It’s like she can’t tear herself away and I don’t want her to walk away either.

I welcome her eyes on me. I can’t believe I didn’t hear her come in. No footsteps, no words, but this is a nice surprise.

A real fucking nice surprise.

And there’s no need to keep my memories when all I have to do is turn my head and stare back into those big doe eyes in all their glory.

I wrap my fist tighter around me and return to pulling with rapid strokes. I watch her mouth part wider, and she inhales a quick breath. The rise and fall of her chest urges me on. I grunt as I feel my orgasm building. Her eyes flick from my dick to my eyes, and then back to my hand. This is hot, her watching me. If only she knew it was because of her. Maybe she does know. And that’s why she is shuffling her feet and gripping the door. She’s probably achy and throbbing, and I wonder if she will want to self-pleasure after this show. Would she let me watch?

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