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I don’t answer because she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. How that curvy little body makes me lose all control and common sense. And it’s like being on a diet, craving something you know you shouldn’t have because it’s unhealthy and could one day kill you.
“Are you gettin’ hot, Mr. Stoll?”
I meet those blues, forcing myself to not show how hot she makes me all the time. I’ve had her, several times, and I’ve become preoccupied with the next. How tight she’s going to squeeze my cock and all the pretty little moans that will leave her mouth.
I can’t get enough of them.
It does crazy things to my cock and balls, tightening and clenching to the point of pain because Liv plays my shit like the perfect coach.
“I’m a man, Opie. You waltzing around my house like you’re ready to get fucked is exactly what this is.”
Cold water suddenly splashes the whole front of me, spraying my chest, crotch, and jeans, plastering the material to my skin as Liv showers me to cool me down.
The water stops, droplets falling from my chin and clothes as she stands yards away from me with a shit-eating grin.
“That better?”
I push my cheek out with my tongue, torn between tackling her right to the soft grass and appreciating her little clever reaction. “Oh, it’s about to be. Drop the hose.”
“No.”
She says it without hesitation, not intimidated or scared of how I’m going to react. Age means nothing to her, but respect does.
“Drop the hose,” I warn again, stalking toward her to where she raises the water gun and points it at me.
“Don’t come any closer, Goliath. All David needed was a stone in the Bible and I’ll drown you.”
“Will you now?” I continue erasing the space between us. “I’m going to have my cock so far down your throat, we’ll see who kills who first.”
Liv backs up, but I’m quick, reaching for her wrist with the hose and ripping it out of her grasp with the other. She squeals, trying to pull from my grasp, but we all know how that isn’t going to work out.
“Get on your knees, Opie. You’re going to apologize for getting me all wet.”
“Why?” she snorts back, yanking at her arm. “I’m not sorry.”
Geezus.
“I didn’t practically drown you either.”
She quirks a brow at me. “No, but you definitely make it hard to breathe sometimes when your cock is shoved down my throat.”
Hudson, get this shit under control.
“Opie, you need to stop walking around here with your tight little pants and half a shirt because it makes me want to fuck you until I can’t see straight.”
Her blue eyes squint at me like I’m in the middle of having a mental breakdown. “I thought you liked that?”
I do.
Too much.
But things are starting to get too deep and real and she’s my employee. I’m her boss. She’s not going to settle with someone like me and I’m not looking to be locked down.
“Listen to me, Olive…” Her face skews up at my using her legal name and it already tells me that she’s getting too comfortable with me. That she’s maybe thought about a long-term relationship, and I’m a fucking mess.
Emotionally unavailable.
Still not over my past.
