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14
ZANDER
MY IDEA BACKFIRED in a bad way.
Not only did I spend the entire night stalking Eden like a lunatic to make sure no one put their hands on her, but I also made myself extremely uncomfortable.
The moment she stepped out onto the bar floor and began her shift, I knew I was done for. Seeing her in the new uniform was like a punch to the dick. Immediately, I grew stiff, throbbing with want for her.
The plan was to make the uniform so revealing that she would refuse to wear it or quit.
Preferably quit.
Yet that didn’t happen.
Instead, she went in that locker room like a fucking fighting champ and came out looking so goddamn delicious that I almost threw myself off the wagon at that moment. I almost went to her, picked her up, and took her to my office where I could spend hours losing myself inside her tight virgin pussy.
I was cursed.
There was no other explanation.
I could hardly believe she went through with it. I guess that went to show I didn’t know her at all.
By the time her shift was over, I was done fighting it. I had concluded that there was no winning against Eden. I was exhausted, and it hadn’t even been that long. But with her, I was weak.
So fucking weak.
Which was what possessed me to stop her in the hallway just outside the locker room. It was what pushed me to move closer to her and breathe her in—to stop her just so I could feel her skin against my fingertips—and to almost take her right there in the hallway of my establishment like a fucking madman.
But I didn’t.
Control slipped back over me like a well-worn shirt, and I was able to walk away, making me feel like the most powerful man in the universe. Because if I was able to walk away from Eden with her fingers in my hair and my cock pressed against her tight virgin center so easily, I could do any-fucking-thing in the world.
After leaving her standing in the hallway just outside the locker room wet and ready and almost begging me, I received my second wind.
I could do this.
I was already winning.
I had gone six months without sex. I hadn’t even jerked off. I was a fucking champ.
And because of that, I would try again.
I felt strong at that moment, having walked away from Eden, but I wasn’t stupid. I knew keeping her around was only going to continue to weaken me. At the rate I was going, and now knowing she wanted me just as badly as I wanted her, I wouldn’t last another two weeks.
She had to go.
And so, I would continue to push, and I would come up with another plan to get rid of Eden.
I spent the night thinking about it. Remembering her expression of disgust over the men gawking at her. And as much as I knew I would hate it, I knew the exact way to get her to quit.
There were certain things the waitstaff did to keep the customers coming back for me.
No.
They weren’t fucking the customers. I was running a resort, not a fucking brothel, but a little flirting went a long way in my establishment.
Eden didn’t flirt.
