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JULIET
“Now,” I tell him, lifting my skirt. “Just please. Caleb. Do it to me now.”
Obliging me without a word, he positions himself between my legs, cradling my ass. I hook a leg around his hips, so I can feel the tip of his cock bumping against me. I shove his pants down to his thighs and he grips himself in his hand, nudging aside my panties and sliding himself up and against my slit.
I’m so wet, and he’s doing it again, teasing me, running the tip of his cock up and down my sex. And just when I’m about to lose my mind from the sweet friction, he positions his cock at my entrance, and with one hard thrust pushes the full, huge length into me.
My back arches against the cold tile and I let out a rapturous cry.
He holds still inside me. My pussy walls grip him tightly. He kisses me punishingly, grabbing onto my legs, burying himself fully inside. He slides his cock out, pausing when just the tip is still inside. Then he pushes back in, forcing all the air out of my lungs.
God, it’s even deeper this time.
His hands tighten on my hips, andI start pushing my hips down to meet his thrusts. The pressure of his pelvis grinding on my clit is too much, and suddenly I’m on the brink of oblivion again. He’s thrusting as I shudder, screaming his name. But when I open my eyes, it’s not Caleb in front of me.
It’s Sebastian Wolfe.
I gasp, “What are you—”
But I can’t help it. I’m coming, and I can’t stop now. Shame washes over me as the orgasm crashes through me. And I thought Caleb couldn’t possibly hate me more…
Smiling that same predatory grin he’d had while chatting with Olivia, he leans in, his breath warm on my ear. “You, Darling, are fucked…”
I wake to find myself lying on my stomach, still in my evening gown. As I roll over and stare at the ceiling, the sequins pinch my skin.
Sebastian Wolfe. Olivia. Caleb.
Oh my God. That really happened, didn’t it?
And now… I have work. Or do I? I’m fired, aren’t I?
Oh, most definitely. But I guess I have to go in and collect my things.
Later. Much later.
Peeling myself off the bed, I glance in the mirror over my dresser. My makeup has flown south, and my hair looks like the victim of a tiny tornado. My eyes are bleary and red. Have I been crying?
I slip off the dress and throw on my fuzzy robe, then head to the bathroom to grab a badly needed shower.
From the hallway, I spot Kelsey modeling a cashmere sweater in front of a floor-length mirror in her room. It looks an awful lot like the one Caleb bought for me, once upon a time, but it’s red. And I know for sure that Kelsey’s job at the salon isn’t paying her that well.
“Look at you,” I say. “Someone must’ve given you a really good tip.”
She whirls, surprised. “Oh, I—”
Her eyes trail to her bed, so mine follow. There, I find a slew of brand new, name-brand clothes, tags still on.
I take a step forward as it hits me. “Wait… Where did you get all this?”
She titters. I know my best friend Kelsey well enough to know that she only really titters like that when she’s guilty of something. But she’s not the shifty type. She wouldn’t…
And least, I never thought she would…
But it all comes together, so perfectly, in my mind. I’d left Caleb’s acorn USB drive on the kitchen counter, while I decided what to do with it. She could’ve easily taken it, copied it, and…
“Did you give the information on Caleb’s USB to Olivia?” I ask.
I expect her to deny it, but she pulls off the sweater, hair a mess of static cling, and shrugs. “Well, duh. I figured you’d be kicking yourself sooner or later if you didn’t take advantage of the opportunity.”
