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“You’re so smart.Talented.Professional,” he says.“What would you want with me?What could I possibly give you?”
His fingers dig into my ass and he hauls me against him, all gentleness gone.He’s hard, and now I’m the one who loses the battle against the sensation.The tension I’ve been holding in my body melts away, and he wraps one hand around the back of my head, tipping me toward the audience so my hair brushes against his knees.With his other hand, he traces a line down my cheek, my neck, over my sternum.His fingers catch in the neckline of my shirt, and he pulls, dragging it down so the top of my bra is exposed.
His gaze drops to the tops of my breasts, visible between the satin ribbons and the edge of the red lace cups.
“Fuck, baby.Is this what you were wearing when we were together in the VIP room?”He bends forward to run his tongue over the exposed skin, rocking me against his erection as he does.My breath escapes in a hot exhale.
“I wondered,” he growls.“It kept me up that night wondering what you’d look like if I’d been able to see you.All of you.”
He wraps a possessive hand around my jaw, his grip rough, but he presses the softest, sweetest kiss to the very corner of my mouth.“The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
I’m about to give in to the temptation of his mouth, but the memory of where we are and why I’m here bobs to the surface like a tiny cork in the middle of a stormy ocean.I break his hold and slide off his lap, desperate to hang on to the betrayal I felt.The betrayal I feel.
“You lied to me.”I’m breathing hard, my chest rising and falling, and he looks up at me helplessly.
“I didn’t know how to tell you without losing you.Everything”—he lifts his hand to encompass the stage, the room, me and him—“got out of hand.I’m so sorry.I’ll never stop being sorry, Liv.”
At his raw tone, my stupid, traitorous heart knocks against the other side of that increasingly shaky wall.I wanted to see him too, that night in the VIP room, and I have the perfect view now as he’s sprawled in the chair, the ridges of his abs glistening, his cock pressing against the material of his shorts.
My body betrays me by swaying forward so I can run a finger along the slabs of muscles marching up and down his stomach.“Would you have eventually?”I ask.“Told me?”
Every place I touch, there’s an answering twitch of the muscles just underneath the surface, like I have the power to summon electricity through his skin.
“Yes,” he says through gritted teeth.“If you were staying in town, yes.I was going to tell you tonight.”
“And if I wasn’t going to stay?”
When he doesn’t answer, I dig my nails into the muscles wrapping around his rib cage.He gives a little groan.But it’s not pain I see pulling at his mouth and making him shift under me.It’s pleasure at those sharp points of contact.
“You never should’ve touched me,” I hiss.“And you never should’ve let me touch you.”I trail my hands down his abs, my fingertips gliding over his slippery skin.I’m not sure if I’m doing it to punish him or to please myself, and when I reach the edge of his shorts, my fingers are a whisper away from either side of his straining cock.His hips buck upward as he gives a helpless grunt.
“I know.It’s why I—ah fuck, baby!—it’s why I stopped us in my bedroom,” he pants.
I step back.“But you didn’t stop us in there.”My arm swings in the direction of the VIP rooms.
“No.”His chest heaves as he gulps in air.“I didn’t.”
“Why?”I crawl onto his lap, straddling him and leaning forward to catch his lower lip between my teeth.I bite down and pull away before he can turn it into a kiss.
“Because I didn’t know how to tell yo?—”
“No.Not that excuse again.Why didn’t you stop us?”
His eyes burn into mine as he fists my hair and holds me in place.
“Because I wanted to,” he finally says.“And I didn’t think I could have you any other way.”
There it is.The truth.
“Did you consideraskingme?”
“And did you consider how I’d feel knowing you wanted him to get you off, not me?”
We’re both breathing hard now, staring at each other as he lifts a thumb to the center of his lip where my teeth left a mark.I dimly become aware that we’re surrounded by a shouting, cheering crowd, as well as several of his coworkers, and that we may have just put on more of a show than either of us intended.
“There you have it, friends!”the deep-voiced announcer says into the microphone.“Put your hands together for Luke Lawless and the lovely Liv!I’m not entirely sure, but after that performance, I think they’re either legally married in Montana or legally divorced in certain parts of Utah.”
I scramble off his lap as the audience laughs and applauds, aware as I do that Hollis has an extremely visible erection.Good.He deserves to be left unsatisfied.
