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Chapter Eighteen
I open my eyes to a dark room. Sliding my arm across the large bed, I search for a warm body, hoping he’s here with me. I’m disappointed when he isn’t.
Sitting up, I try to allow my eyes to adjust and acclimate to the shadows in the room. His deep voice is the next thing I hear. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes. But why aren’t you in bed?”
“I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.” I slide back against the headboard and prop a pillow behind me like I always do at him. I can’t see him very well, but the dark silhouette of him in the chair is visible.
“How long was I out?”
“Five hours.”
“What now?”
“You wanted to talk… this is the only time the cameras won’t be running.” I pull the cover over my naked chest and cross my legs to think about all the questions I had for him. I’m mentally wore out and can’t think of anything pressing, so I just go with a simple one.
“How did you learn about me?”
“I was given files on women that my assistant had seen on social media to fill the position. I wanted someone in the area and she found you.” I realize instantly that he’s done his research and knows about my history with Brock. I choose not to bring up the past and ask another question.
“Are you looking for a relationship outside of this set up?” I hear him shift in the chair, proving that I’ve made him uncomfortable.
“Possibly, but I have obligations to tend to before I can think of anyone long term.” I’m not sure what that means, but it sounds like he has baggage… well so do I. Doesn’t everyone?
“Why do you shy away from sex with me?” This is the main question I want to know about. How can he be as flirtatious as he has with me, then turn it all off as if I don’t affect him in the slightest.
“I have to. As part of this project, there’s certain rules we have to follow. Like, I can’t have sex with you off camera. Everything has to be documented.” The octave in his voice drops even deeper as if that restriction makes him upset.
“Do you not want to have sex with me?”
“Fuck yes, I do.”
“Then why haven’t you tried… even with the cameras on?”
“Because you’re not ready.”
“I’m not a virgin, you know.”
“I know you’re not. But all of this is different Camille.”
“Not really. Two people getting each other off… sounds normalish to me.” His laughter bellows through the room making me smile. “Why aren’t you in bed?”
“Truth?”
“Yes.”
“I needed some space after watching you open yourself to me.” His words have me sliding out of bed and tip-toeing across the room until I’m within reach of him. I brush my fingers up the arm that’s draped over the arm of the chair hoping he’ll move in a way to connect us quickly, but he doesn’t.
“So you want to have sex with me… I want to have sex with you… what is the problem here?” I fail at my attempt to talk sexy to him, the only thing I know is straight up real talk, but it seems to work. He pulls me down onto his lap, his bulge twitching under my legs. He releases a sexy as fuck moan when I move my hips to get even closer to him.
“I’ve been replaying our scene from last night in my mind and I’m still hard as fuck.” I slide my hand down and grip the thickness through the material of his pants.
“I see that.”
“Did you have any other questions for me?” I love that he’s spending this time off camera to check on me.
“Will you be ready to go out of this room to train today?” He pulls my hand into his, sliding my fingers over his lips while he speaks.
