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I join her on the bed. “I don’t want to.”

I place my hand on her hip, watching her breath catch.

She pulls me down for a kiss that makes me groan.

“Do you really have to?” she asks.

“I want to tell him to sleep outside,” I admit against her lips. “He will break windows though. We don’t need a headline about the billionaire who trashed the rental.”

“Fine,” she says, twisting her body to push me down onto my back. A moment later, Julie is crawling onto my lap and straddling me. I place my hands behind her back and watch her, grinding against my rock-hard cock. “I want you so bad.”

“Jules,” I say, barely able to speak.

The only things keeping us apart are my clothes and her extremely thin panties. A grunt releases from me as her breathing increases. We can’t stop kissing, can’t stop touching, and she keeps going. If Julie keeps this up, she might find her end.

Right before I think she might lose herself, a car honks outside with two quick beeps.

“No,” she whispers, defeated. She’s breathing heavy in my ear, her lips swollen.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t want to leave.”

“You have to.” She climbs off of me, and when I stand, it’s like I have a damn circus tent in my pants. “Please go, before I beg you to stay.”

“Look what you do to me.” I bend down to kiss her. “Rain check, I promise.”

Twenty minutes later, I’m at Riverside, letting a very drunk Patterson inside.

“You’re a lifesaver,” he slurs. “The doorhatesme. Almost punched my fist through it.”

“The door’s fine. You were putting in the wrong code, which is why it locked you out for twenty minutes.”

“Bullshit! Four-eight-seven-two.”

“No, dumbass, it’s four-seven-eight-two.”

“Oh.” He crashes on the couch, face down. “Whoops.”

I move to the window and see if his rental car is outside, but it looks like he had a limo drop him off.

“Fuck,” I whisper.

When I turn around, Patterson’s already snoring.

I go upstairs to the main bedroom and sit on the edge of the mattress.

Nick

I had fun today.

Julie

I did too.

Nick

Patterson’s already passed out. I’m going to bitch him out tomorrow.

Julie