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Axl
Can’t wait to see you in a few weeks.
I can’t help the small smile creeping up my lips. I’ll admit, I enjoy theideaof Axl and I being more than just fuckbuddies, but there’s no way he could put up with my fucked up schedule… and the distance… and my commitment issues… and my big brother who is protective of me as if I was still sixteen. My face falls with a sigh and I click on Tristan’s message.
Tris
I need the name of your plus one.
Should I just put Axl and be done with it?
Fuck. How does he know?
I blow out a long breath and reply.
Axl has to work.
An idea strikes me. I can bring Troy. Axl said he has to work, so if I skillfully avoid the front desk, he probably won’t notice I brought someone else. Plus, I won’t look like a fucking loser attending my brother’s wedding without a date.
I pull up my message thread with Troy, and find his new text.
Fuckboy Troy
I can still taste you. Don’t wear panties to the meeting later. I want to play with that pretty pussy as soon as it’s over.
I could use a quick pussy devouring…
Fuck. The meeting!
I check my calendar. As if the cunt deities are against me, I have forty-two minutes to get to campus before I have to check in with my committee and submit my edits from our first meeting.
Mother. Fucker.
I rush to fluff up my hair, apply makeup on top of my day-old makeup from yesterday I was too tired to wash off, and slip into one of my business suits with a pencil skirt that I picked up from a second-hand store. With no time for coffee, I almost grab a hard seltzer on accident as I reach for an energy drink from my fridge, then sprint out the door.
With seven minutes to spare, I make it to campus and into the conference room with my team. Troy wasn’t completely useless and managed to have copies of my research for everyone. Perhaps I should have gone sans-panties, after all.
The meeting is brief, and everyone seems to be in agreement that everything is on the right track for my research. As the group files out, Troy stays behind, insisting that he has something to discuss with me. One by one, they slowly leave,delaying the inevitable—being spread out on this conference room table for him.
The door clicks shut, sealing my fate. An awkward moment passes between us as his gaze rakes my body and I’m wondering if I need to strip out of my clothes or wait for some sort of command.
Troy rounds the table, slithering closer. I take a deep breath but raise my chin, mustering every last ounce of confidence I have left in me. Our bodies inch closer until his is nearly flush with mine as I remain rooted in place.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he purrs, pushing my hair off my shoulder.
As he pulls his hand back, his fingers trace my neckline, landing between my breasts. He leans in, kissing my neck. No matter how much I don’t want to, my body has a mind of its own, and I’m wet for him. His caress traces lower until he reaches the waistband of my skirt. He hooks two fingers into it and pulls me closer, my breath catching.
“You have to stop with the early morning meetings,” I manage, though it comes out significantly breathier than I intended.
He reaches to my lower back and carefully unzips my skirt. “You need to stop wearing underwear when I tell you not to.”
Troy’s lips travel from my neck to my jaw, his beard scratching me until he reaches my lips. All of it feels wrong and right at the same time. I shouldn’t enjoy his mouth on me, shouldn’t want him to touch me. My internal war keeps me rooted in place, enjoying the torture.
Sliding his hand into my skirt and panties, a pleased groan reverberates from his chest and he circles my clit twice beforepressing two fingers inside me. I gasp at the sudden fullness, until he speaks against my lips. “Fuck, you’re perfect, taking my fingers like this.”
Axl.
My eyes widen. As fun as everything is with Troy, I can’t have Axl’s words nearly echoing while another man touches me. Gripping his wrist, I tear my lips away from his. “What did you just say?” I don’t let him respond; I don’t need to hear it again. “Sorry, I forgot, I have to meet someone for coffee in a minute.”
