roll her hips and I’m nearly done for, but I’m not letting go that easily.
I pull out and reach for one of her legs. “Come here,” I say and flip her over, onto her side.
“Owen, yes,” she cries out as I thrust back inside her.
She’s been screaming all this time, but that’s the first thing that’s made sense in a while. I hold her leg over my forearm as I pump into her from behind.
I can’t get enough of watching her ass bounce against my pelvis. From this angle I can watch her breasts jiggle too. I release her leg and reach for her clit to take this up a notch. Wrapping my other hand around her throat, I cover her lips and swallow her cries.
“Yeah, that’s what I want,” I breathe into her mouth.
I fuck my way through two of her orgasms, keeping my own at bay. Our bodies are slick with our combined sweat. Our scents mix in the air making my new favorite fragrance.
“Owen, please, please, please,” she sobs.
I drop my gaze to her bouncing breasts. Goose bumps pebble her skin. She soaks me as a silent scream catches in her throat and her face contorts with pleasure.
When her body quakes with the third, I roar my own release. The back of my head tingles with the force of it. I have to blink a few times to clear my vision.
I look down at Eva. She’s watching me with a dreamy look on her sweaty face. I kiss her lips and tug her to my chest.
“I missed you too,” she giggles.
Nuzzling her neck, I chuckle. “It was one of those days.”
She runs her fingers through my hair. “Glad I could help.”
You have no idea.
Chapter 18
Stay Like This
Brick
“This hotel is going to be amazing,” Eva says as she scans over a set of blueprints I’m finalizing to be sent out.
“If we can get the design approved, it will be. We’ve redone the plans four times already,” I murmur.
“What’s the hold up. I mean, what won’t they approve?”
It’s a simple question. As an intern it’s good she’s asking. However, there’s no simple answer for me to give her.
This is where the road meets muddy waters. Business versus club business. The shit she has no business next to.
“It’s complicated. If you ask me it’s all red tape. Someone’s getting a hard-on from blocking the project from moving forward. Nothing was wrong with the original design, nor the second or third. Politics.”
“Really,” she says with rounded eyes. “They can block your plans just to block them?”
“You have a lot to learn, darlin’. I’ve had multiple projects blocked at once because someone had a problem with me.”
“What did you do?” she asks.
“I have bigger friends in higher places. A few phone calls and things were as they should be,” I reply and shrug.
“What’s so different about this one?”
I look up and stare her in the eyes. I’m already up shit creek with King. This is getting too close to club business. Something I know he wants to keep Eva out of.
I’m not going to lie to her, but I can’t go and tell her I normally throw around my Lost Souls weight either. However, this time we need to be more careful of the doors we kick in. I always go with my instincts and something tells me this project has had eyes on it from the word go.
I almost walked away without placing the bid, but the revenue was too great for me to let the opportunity pass by. Not to mention, the location is prime. I want to build in this district.
Instead of lying to her face. I crook my finger for her to come to me. She lifts to her knees from her place on the floor near the couch beside me and closes the gap.
I peck her lips and nuzzle my nose to hers. “You’ve been doing really well with the blueprints. That computer shit doesn’t have the same feel as doing it the old fashion way. I’ll make sure you master both, you never know when you need to fall back on the old-school skills,” I say and peck her lips again as another distraction on top of redirecting the conversation.
Her cheeks glow. “I’m glad I took the internship with you. I’m learning a lot more than I would have if I went back home to intern with someone else,” she says.
I furrow my brows. I never considered she would have gone back home to intern with