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Holly rolled her eyes and walked inside. "Of course you do."

He closed the door behind them, turning the lock.

"Eli, this is a laundry room." An expensive-looking washer and dryer took up most of the small room, and a heavy-looking table sat next to a deep sink. The only thing out of place was a plush lounge chair in the opposite corner. "Last I checked, I don't have anything that needs fluffing and folding."

"They use this place to wash all the hand towels and napkins for the VIP area," he explained, pulling her close to him. "We can be alone here. And I really, really want to be alone with you, even if it's just for a bit."

She swallowed and glanced around the room. "Is this... have you been here before?"

"What? Oh, fuck." He shook his head. "No. I haven't been here. I just asked my buddy if there was a place I could duck into."

"Are there cameras?"

"Absolutely not," he assured her. "I wouldn't ever put you at risk like that. I just really wanted to kiss you, and I know how you feel about PDA."

"Eli, you kissed me on the ice in front of a dozen cameras and eighteen thousand cell phones." She tenderly brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes. "I think that ship has sailed."

"Are you mad at me?" he asked softly. "I wish I could apologize for it, but I'm not sorry."

Holly wrapped her arms around his neck, toying with the back of his hair. "No. I'm not mad. I'm so proud of you. And very happy for you. I couldn't be mad at you. Not tonight."

He went still, then swallowed hard. "You're proud of me?"

"I'm really, really proud. You did it, Eli. You worked so hard. You guys deserve this. I can't be happier for you than I am right now."

Eli moved closer, leaning his forehead against hers as he closed his eyes. "You don't know what that means to me. You have no idea."

"I think I do." She smiled at him. "Are you sure you aren't drunk?"

"I'm buzzing pretty good," he admitted. "But I think I’m wearing more champagne and beer than I've consumed. At least so far. Pretty sure I'll be plastered by the end of the night. Everyone will be."

Eli cupped her face, brushing his thumb along her cheek. "Can I kiss you?" Heat lit his heavy-lidded eyes. "I want to kiss you so fucking bad."

"I'd like that."

When his tongue swept against hers, she closed her eyes and shivered as he groaned into her mouth. It didn't take more than a few seconds for his kisses to turn demanding and deep, turning her knees to mush.

Eli lifted her onto the folding table, not missing a beat. "I want you, Holly." His voice was deep and gruff in her ear as his hands slid down along her back. "No, fuck that. I need you. Now."

He kissed her again, and when he pulled away, they were both breathless.

"It won't take long," he murmured. "I'm too keyed up."

"I want you, too."

He pushed her skirt up her thighs until it bunched around her waist while she unzipped his shorts and fumbled with the snap.

She shoved her satin panties down her legs, intoxicated by how he was looking at her. His eyes were dark with desire, and when he brushed his fingers against her pussy, she gasped.

"You're ready for me," he said gruffly. "Wet for me."

She wasn't sure if it was the high of the win tonight or hiding away from the rest of the crowd in the laundry room that had made her so horny. "More than ready."

His mouth came down on hers again as he thrust inside of her with a groan.

She wrapped her legs around his back, desperate for more as he pulled her tightly against him.

"I'm so fucking crazy about you," he whispered, slowly rocking into her. "I can't stop thinking about you. You make me insane with wanting you."

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