Page 134 of Now Their Starlet

I did bring her here with innocent-ish intentions. I just wanted to help calm her down.

But after she and Everett mentioned that he’d helped her return from her dissociative state and calm down by bending her over his desk and spanking her, I couldn’t get the possibility of that sort of help out of my head.

Sue me. Can’t a guy be attracted to his girlfriend?

Andi seems to be enjoying things, if the way she’s squirming on my lap, grinding down on my hand that’s slipped past the waistband of her panties is any indication.

“More—” she whines. “Please, Eli.”

“So fucking needy,” I growl. “Such a demanding Princess. The others have spoiled you rotten.”

“Shut—shut-up and fuck me,” she bites out, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright and insistent.

My lips peel back in a predatory grin. There’s that fire. That enchanting spark that drew me to her even when I was determined to believe she was bad news for Beck and I.

“See? Provin’ my point. You’re a spoiled brat, demanding something that’ll come in due time. Don’t you know good things come to those who wait?”

“Stop yapping and start fucking me,” she huffs, pushing off my lap and shoving her jeans and panties down her hips in one go.

I’m greeted by the sight of her bare, dripping pussy. She’s finally started to let go of the stringent beauty routines that were beaten into her head growing up under her mom’s roof. There’s a neat triangle of hair at the apex of her thighs.

I fucking love it.

I’d never tell her what to do with her body, but man, am I one happy fucking camper that she’s experimenting a little.

“If you’re not going to fuck me, I’ll call one of the other guys. I’m sure two of them can handle that crazy fan⁠—”

“Fuck no,” I snarl, grabbing her hips and tugging her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. “You think I’m going to let you go after this little stunt, huh?”

Her lips quirk up in a satisfied smirk.

She got me. She knows how to play the game.

Unlike Everett, who needs control, or Leo, who absolutely loves giving and worshipping her, I think I fall somewhere in between. It’s the fight, the push and pull, that turns me on the most. It doesn’t matter to me who ends up on top.

“You want my cock so bad, then show me,” I growl, gripping her hips and massaging the flesh of her ass.

She’s starting to fill out again, now that she’s recovering from being practically starved by her own mother. I’m loving that too.

I think I’m just in love with her, point blank, period.

I unzip the fly of my jeans and tug out my cock from its confines. I’m pretty sure if my cock spent any more time being strangled in there, it would’ve started withering away.

Her eyes always go a little wide when she sees it. It always makes me feel like I’m at the top of the world. I know I’m big, but it’s nice having that fact acknowledged by someone like Andi, who will look me in the eye after whimpering when I thrust inside her and say she can’t feel a thing.

This isn’t the first time we’ve fucked. She’s invited me to her bed at night a few times.

Cameron is the only one who hasn’t gone all the way with her, I think. He’s definitely made her come, if the lingering looks they share with each other after emerging from their long work sessions is any indication. But I think he has some weird sense of chivalry I can’t relate to.

I was an asshole to her when we first met, and in certain ways, I’m still an asshole.

“What’re you waiting for?” I growl, slapping her ass and massaging away the sting. “Ride me, Princess.”

She bites her bottom lip in a way that just makes me want to reach up and tug her head down so I can bite it for her. My thighs are so big she can’t just straddle me on her knees. She has to rise up on her heels in a squat in order to position herself properly.

“Fuck,” she gasps as she starts to slowly lower herself onto my length. “I thought—thought this was supposed to be a distraction.”

“Aren’t you distracted?” I tease. “You’ll be so focused on riding me you won’t be able to think about anything else in that pretty little head of yours.”