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I dare to touch his tie, gripping it gently. He lets me. “This past weekend showed me a few things.”
Trevor lifts an eyebrow. “Did it?”
“Number one, it showed me that my life … is empty.” I fidget with his tie in my grip, like it’s the only thing keeping Trevor near me—our tether. “Number two, it gave me a glimpse of what my life could be like if it was fulfilling. But most importantly, number three is …” I bring my eyes to Trevor’s and find them glistening, bright and aware. “That you are the one who fulfills me.”
“But Ben … where do we go from here?”
“I don’t know,” I confess. “Preferably somewhere without any cameras.”
“There aren’t any cameras here in this office.”
The suggestive tone in his voice sends blood rushing down my body and straight to my dick. I promised I’d behave. I promised. “Somewhere without watchful eyes would be nice,” I add.
“Yours are the only ones I see.” Trevor gazes into mine with longing.
I grip him suddenly, unable to contain myself, and pull our hips together. When I do, I make the discovery that I’m not the only one getting hard. “I don’t give a fuck where we go from here, Trevor, as long as we go together.”
Trevor swallows hard, the wetness in his eyes trembling with excitement. Then, in a voice that’s barely there, he chokes out these words: “Ben, I think I’m falling for you.”
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Trevor wonders if he really just said that.
Yes. Yes, I just said that.
If it weren’t for the intense stare Benjamin is giving me, I may not have let the words slip out at all. My words just crashed into him like a runaway train. The question is whether or not he’s aboard and willing to ride it to the land of interns who have no idea what the hell kind of deep waters they’re leaping into.
That’s me, by the way: a clueless intern leaping into the deep.
But at least I would be leaping into the deep with him, the beautiful man with the eyes that kill me.
And I meant those words, even if my insides are shaking with terror as I await his response. I figure we’re laying it all out on the table. I have nothing to lose but my dignity, and really, with my indistinct body all over the internet, it’s difficult to discern whether I still have any.
Oh, why not. I’ve freaked him out this much. Let’s go all in.
“I’ve fallen for you,” I amend.
“Trevor …” he warns me.
I reach around his waist, pulling our hips tighter against one another. I feel his hardness, desperate to know it intimately all over again. “I’d give anything to be back on that beach.”
“Me too.”
“I don’t care if a hundred guys take a hundred pics of my ass.”
“It was my ass, actually.”
“I came here for the experience. I stayed here for my career. I never thought I would end up with something worth more than all of that combined.”
Ben growls, his eyes trailing down my body as we hold each other. Our cocks are having their own separate conversation, by the way. His flexes, then mine. Mine flexes, then his. Both grow harder with every passing second.
“Trevor, we need to finish up here,” he tells me, trying on his usual dominant tone as he struggles for control, “and then we can talk at my condo afterwards about everything.”
“Your pop star won’t be here for another three hours. We have … numbers to go over.” I reach around and grab a big handful of his butt, earning a growl from him. “Like the number of times I caught myself staring at your stunning, muscled ass this weekend, desperate to bury my face in it.”
“Trevor. Stop.”
The deep, gravelly sound of his words tell me to do anything but stop. I move my lips to his ear, taking the lobe between my teeth. He moans as I bite down. When I let go, I whisper in his ear, “The number of places I want to kiss you … bite you …”
“I’m warning you …”
I’m in front of his face, eyeing him with deadly, hungry intent. “And the number of ways you drive … me … fucking … crazy.”
Then, it’s over for the both of us.
Our lips crash together. Our hands fumble with each other’s clothes. Buttons pop off. Cuffs are loosened. Ties are thrown. Pants come undone.
And then I’m shoving Ben at the desk, bending him over it.
Benjamin’s sexy slacks pull down with ease, like his thick legs are all greased up and slippery for me. I kneel down behind him—my back to the blinds, to the office, to all the bullshit I want to put out of our heads—and I stare at the magnificent hunk of meat that is Ben’s gorgeous globes.
I have wanted to bury my face in this piece of ass paradise so badly the same way he’s done to me—twice.
