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“Yes!” I whine. “Yes, I’m so close, sir.”
“Is that so? Does my girl want to come?”
“Yes,please, sir. I want to—”
Hunter thrusts into me one last time with a low groan. He shudders as he achieves release. I, however, don’t. He pulls away, discarding the used condom before tucking himself back into his pants.
I whine. “But I didn’t get to…” I roll my hips against the edge of the bed with a whimper. “Fuck. Fuck, fuck,fuck, I was so close! Come here and finish what you started.”
“Who’s the boss, Eden?” he asks me, cool and collected, like we hadn’t just spent the morning having a rough fuck.
My throat is dry. “You are.”
“That’s right, I am. You’d do well to remember that the next time you try and get a reaction out of me.”
I frown, twisting to glare at him. I’m so fucking horny it hurts. “Does this mean you’re not going to help me?”
“Not this time. I warned you already. If you misbehave, this is how you’ll be punished. Only good girls get to come.” Hunter turns and heads toward the bedroom door.
“Are you kidding me?” I snap, indignant.
“Hurry up. You officially have ten minutes.”
There’s no time to finish myself off. I have no choice but to get dressed.
Chapter 13
Tip #13: Angry Eden makes me feel some type of way.
HUNTER
Hoo boy, she’s pissed.
Eden hasn’t said a single word to me outside ofYes, Mr. StrideorNo, Mr. Stride. It’s adorable, actually, like watching a grumpy hamster run around the office while sorting my paperwork. She stopped pouting long enough to make a phone call to her roommate around lunchtime, but other than that, she’s too busy sulking about what happened this morning to even look at me.
I don’t feel bad. Not in the slightest. I made myself perfectly: good girls get to come while insubordinates are punished. She knows exactly what kind of an effect she has on me, but I refuse to be yanked around because my cock never got the memo.
“Stride! Are you even listening?”
Ashton’s voice cuts through my thoughts. I’ve been stuck on a video call with a handful of other film investors. Standing my ground against the Shansen Group cost my project a good chunk of money, but I’m pretty sure I can sweet talk a couple million extra out of everyone if I play my cards right.
“Running into signal issues,” I lie easily. “Repeat the question.”
“We want to know who your top picks are for the role of Juliet,” he says. “We want to make sure this movie is going to be a success. The best way to do that is to use the star power of an A-lister so your marketing team can promote the crap out of the film prior to release. Have you made any progress with casting?”
“We’ve narrowed it down to five actresses,” I explain. “We’re going to be reaching out by the end of today with regards to callbacks.”
“I heard Lawrence auditioned for the role,” Ashton says with a smile. It isn’t a nice smile. Not just because of his teeth, but because it gives me the creeps. “Reallygorgeous young woman. I can picture her on the movie posters already.”
“That decision will be my team’s to make,” I reply firmly. “But I can assure you that our vetting process is—”
I nearly jolt right out of my chair when I feel something graze across my calf. I look down through my glass desk and choke on my sentence.
Eden is on her knees under the desk, her hands slowly sliding up my thighs. There’s a wicked look in her eyes as she slowly undoes my belt and drags my zipper down. I’d been so distracted by my call that I hadn’t noticed her approach.
I slam my hand down on the mute button and turn my camera off.
“The fuck are you doing?” I hiss.
