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Hunter

I’m just finishing up a call when I see Elliott hustling out of the hallway exiting the gym.

“Hey, how did it go?”

She jumps, clenching her chest not noticing me in the doorway of my study, “ Geez!”

“Sorry,” I raise my hands, “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s okay. Training was also…okay.” She smiles weakly at me, looking around like a deer in headlights. “I was just gonna shower.”

“Kameron’s using his.” She looks deflated and her shoulders sag, she lets out a sigh. “You can use mine.” I gesture into the study.

“You have a shower in your study?”

I chuckle, “No, my study is connected to my room and my room has its own bathroom. Want to use it? ”

She looks down the hallway to Kameron’s room and then back at me, “Sure, let me grab some clothes first.”

She rushes down the hallway, returning to the study quickly with all of her stuff in hand.

I walk her to my bedroom. This is the first time she’s been in here.

She’s been in my office plenty of times before, but this space…

felt more personal. She glances around the room as she follows next to me.

I silently thank my cleaning habits because my room is always spotless.

At least she knows I’m not a messy slob.

I show her to the bathroom, grabbing a towel from the small linen closet.

“You can use anything you need. I'll just be in my study. If you need anything else, just yell for me.”

“Thank you.”

I lean in and place a kiss on her cheek, not able to help myself from touching her somehow. She has no idea the pull she has on me.

“I’ll leave you to it.” I say before walking out of the bathroom.

I return to my study and scan through emails, replying to as many as I can to distract myself from the fact that Elliott is naked and wet just on the other side of this wall.

Just then my phone goes off and I see it’s my assistant, Kelly, calling. I answer it and she goes on about how I need to come into the office soon for face-to-face meetings with companies.

“I get it. I’ll try my best to get there soon.”

“Soon? Your soon would be never, sir. ”

“I’ll make it happen.”

“I need a real timeframe here, Mr. Sinclair.”

“Mark it down for three weeks from now.”

“Three weeks? Sir, that’s too far away.”

“Says who?”

“Says–” The rest of Kelly’s words become muffled as Elliott emerges from the room with her hair wrapped in a towel and her legs on full display in those fucking pajama shorts she loves to wear.

These are a pale green color that reminds me of mint chocolate chip ice cream, and unlike the other fuzzy pair she wore before, these are silky.

I drag my eyes from her legs to her face in a slow motion, landing on her eyes as she takes a deep breath in.

“Kelly, I’m gonna have to call you back.” My gaze still locked on Elliott’s ocean eyes.

“Sir, ple–”

I end the call before she can try to get me to agree to come to the office any sooner than I am actually able to.

“Feel better?” I ask Elliott, as I come around my desk and rest against it, facing her now.

“Much.” She smiles at me, “Who’s Kelly?” She picks at her fingers like she’s ashamed to even ask me.

I grin and extend my hand to her, “Kelly is my assistant at HKM, our company.” She takes my hand and steps closer.

“Oh,” is all she replies with. “I didn’t mean to stop your conversation. ”

“I’m glad you did.” I pull her hips to meet mine, “She was trying to get me to leave the house.”

“Do they need you?”

“In the office? No. I mean, some people like to still have face-to-face conferences but it's not needed. Especially when I’m on a mission.”

“Okay. Good, I wouldn't want to distract you from your duties.”

“You sound so formal.”

“Sorry. It’s been a long afternoon.” She looks down again.

“I’d love for you to distract me from my duties, by the way.”

“Oh.” I untie the towel from her hair and let her damp blonde locks cascade around her face.

“Beautiful.” I brush the hair from her face, letting my hand cup the back of her head to pull her into me. I need a taste of her, of those lips, her skin. “This okay?”

“Yes.” She leans into my movements, and I let my other hand pull her hips into mine as I slam my mouth onto hers.

I’m graced with a whimper that leaves her lips, and I devour it completely.

I tease her lips with my tongue and she grants me access, tracing her own onto mine when it enters her mouth. Her hands land on my chest and slide down my button-up shirt, stopping at my belt buckle. I can feel her hands shaking, her body starts to tremble.

I pull back, “Is it too much?”

“No.” Her answer is breathy, “I’m just nervous.”

“I make you nervous?” My face furrows at her admission.

I get why she would be nervous, she’s never done this with me. Even with the pull between us, I never caved like this until we had that talk with Kameron. When she admitted she wanted me. It’s been the only thing on my mind as of late. The way she said yes…to me.

“You all make me nervous.”

All of us?

“And what about this moment is making you feel this way?”

“Because what I want to do…” she clears her throat and rubs her thighs together. Our girl is needy right now. Whatever she had in mind had her ready. I wanted to ease that ache I knew was growing inside of her, “I’ve never done it before.”

“What do you want to do, Elliott?” She looks away from me, but I softly grab her chin. “Don’t be embarrassed about what you want.”

I don’t ever want her to feel that what she wants from me, from us, is wrong .

Not when all her life she’s been told what she should think is right.

No, I wanted her to find herself again in the shattered pieces they left.

I knew when she did, she would be the most beautiful mosaic piece I will ever see.

And that was saying something, cause even with all her broken pieces, she was utterly breathtaking.

Her eyes hooded slightly, “I want to taste you.”

I inhale slowly, “You were tasting me.” I kiss her lips gently .

“I want to taste you.” She drags her trembling hand and rubs it against my hard dick.

Fuuuck…

My eyes roll as the motion of her hands speeds up. She watches me through hazy eyes, loving my reaction to her touch. “Are you sure you want to do this? You don’t have to.” I reassure her.

As much as I want to feel her full lips on me, watching as my cock sinks into her mouth, I also didn’t want to push her too far too quickly.

She starts to get on her knees, “I don’t have to, I want to.

” She grabs the belt on my pants, beginning to unbuckle it and her finger fumbling with the latch a few times, but she manages.

She unzips my dress pants and I lift my hips, helping her pull them down along with my briefs.

My cock springs out in front of her, her eyes widened at the suddenness.

She licks her lips as she keeps her eyes fixated on it, my cock twitches at the sight of her hungry eyes. She looks up to me, “Talk me through it, please? I want to make sure it feels good for you.”

“No matter what you do, it’s gonna feel amazing.” I run my fingers through her hair.

“Please, sir ?” I clench my jaw at the sound of that name leaving her lips…for me.

She knows what she’s doing when she says that.

“Alright. Open your mouth for me, tongue out.” She follows my directions and I place the head of my dick on her tongue.

Shuddering at the sweet feeling, “Now close those lips around me, and when I press in, hollow those cheeks for me, baby girl.” She listens again and when I press my hips forward, the heat of her mouth consumes me.

Fucking hell, how does her mouth feel this fucking good?

My knees shake as I stop halfway into her heavenly mouth, keeping my eyes on her the whole time and watching as her cheeks hollow for me.

“Good girl, you listen so well.” I can see the corners of her mouth curve at the praise.

Oh, she liked knowing she was pleasing me, knowing what she was doing was driving me crazy.

She doesn’t wait for me to move again. She takes matters into her own hands, pushing her lips further onto my length.

Gagging as my length hits the back of her throat.

Her eyes water and I smile down at her, “Look at you taking me so well. Keep going.”

She slides me out of her mouth and starts to bob her head, finding her own rhythm as she listens to me moan at her touch.

She pauses, sliding off my cock with a loud pop.

Looking up at me for more reassurance. “Your mouth feels like fucking heaven.” She smiles at me, her shoulder relaxing as she takes my cock into her hand, placing her tongue at the base and dragging it to the tip.

The hallway door swings open and I groan.

“You know what I–” Kameron pauses at the sight of Elliott on her knees in front of me, “Oh well, what do we have here. Having fun without me, I see. ”

I shake my head at Kameron, telling him this isn’t the time to play around.

“Kameron–” Elliott goes to explain herself, but he stops her, raising his hand with a fire in his eyes I know too well.