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When my second orgasm hits, it’s nothing short of life altering. I will never be the same again.
ChapterSixteen
WEST
Zeke takes a seat in my office, his biceps straining at the fabric of his T-shirt and a thin film of sweat coating what little skin he has on display. I prefer him shirtless for his post-workout routine, when he comes into my office with his protein shake to talk through our plans for the day.
He chugs half his shake in one go before placing the cup on my desk. “So, how was last night?”
His question alone makes my cock twitch. “It was good. Better than good, actually. We fucked her bare.” His brow furrows in a scowl, making his deep brown eyes seem even darker. “She’s clean and she’s on birth control, so why the fuck would I bother with a condom? I couldn’t wait to feel her, Zeke. And fuck me.” I drag my bottom lip through my teeth because remembering her snug, wet cunt is making me hard.
“That was reckless, West. She could have been lying about her birth control.”
Itwasreckless, which is unlike me. But for some reason, Lily makes me want to take risks. “She had an implant in her arm. I felt it. I didn’t let my dick completely take over.”
His only response is a grunt. I look up at the ceiling and blow out a breath. The sooner he gets out of his head about the whole Lily situation, the better for all of us. “You should have joined us.”
He shakes his head. “Not yet.”
I narrow my eyes. “Why? I know you like her.”
He shifts in his seat and picks an invisible piece of lint from his sweatpants. “I do, huh?”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but wasn’t ityouwho invited her to our booth the other night?”
He grunts, refusing to make eye contact with me. “So?”
“When was the last time you did that, Zeke? I can’t remember. Can you?”
“So, I think she’s hot. I’m not avoiding her, West. I’m just…” He sighs, and I wait for him to continue. “I’ve been looking into her.”
“Okay.” Zeke does background checks on all the women we allow into our lives, so I’m not surprised. “And?”
“She checks out. Graduated from Columbia eighteen months ago. Came third in her class.”
Impressed, I whistle through my teeth.
Zeke nods, running a hand through his hair. “On a full academic scholarship. Like she told us, she now works in the mail room at Grayson.”
“So she got a full scholarship and graduated third in her class. So why the fuck is she a bike messenger?”
He shrugs. “Everyone I spoke to at Grayson says she loves her job there. And she’s had a couple of articles published. I guess she’s trying to break into publishing but hasn’t made it yet.”
“Anything else?”
“She lives with her friend, Jen Broughton, whose father is managing partner at a law firm here in Manhattan. And you might be interested to hear that Lily had a clear STD screening three weeks ago,” he says with a frown of disapproval. I know what he’s thinking—I should have checked that for myself before I fucked her without protection. And he’s right, but I was too damn pussy drunk. “Nothing else of note.”
“So we have nothing to worry about.”
He runs his tongue over his teeth but doesn’t say anything.
“Zeke?”
He clicks his tongue as though he’s thinking. “She does have a connection to one of our previous house guests.”
“Who?”
“Bree Reid.”
