call dibs on me like the front seat of a Chevy. I’m a professional journalist. Here to do a job and do it well. If I happen to be fucking you on the side, then that has nothing to do with my job. The two things are completely separate.”
Holy shit. She’s so fucking sexy when she’s angry, I can’t contain myself. I press myself into her so she can feel how hard she makes me. How badly I want to get inside her. “Of course, you’re here to do a job. That’s indisputable. And, of course, you’re going to do your job well. Now, tell your brain to shut the fuck up, would you? You’re overthinking this. Nothing’s changed. The PA will say nothing but what I told her to say. Our deal is still in full force and effect—we’re gonna have a fun week together at my house, during which you’re gonna try to use sex as a weapon to pull more out of me for my interview than I ever thought possible, and I’m gonna let you think it’s working like gangbusters so I can keep fucking you and eating your sweet pussy all week long. It’ll be a great time had by all.” I skim my nose along her jawline while pressing my cock into her center, and she rubs herself against my hard-on in reply. “Come on, baby. Use me for a good time. Use me to try to get yourself a job with Dig a Little Deeper. Use me to make all your dreams come true.” I press myself even harder into her and bite her earlobe. “Use me however you want, Georgie, just as long as you let me use your body this entire week, starting right now. Baby, I’ve never been so turned on by anyone in my life, I swear to God, and I don’t think I can survive the night if I don’t get inside you right fucking now.”
A little moan of arousal escapes her throat as she continues riding my straining bulge—until, finally, she throws her arms around me, turns her head, and smashes her mouth against mine.
Instantly, the second my lips meet Georgie’s, a dam breaks inside me. A tsunami of arousal slams into me. Panting, I frantically unzip my pants as Georgina furiously pulls down her undies, whimpering with arousal as she does.
“I’m on the pill,” she gasps out. It’s a comment that only makes me realize I hadn’t even thought about protection—which is so unlike me, so utterly out of character, I don’t even know who I am right now. What spell has this sexy girl cast on me?
She pulls my hard cock out of my briefs, its head already dripping with the evidence of my blossoming addiction to her. Breathing hard, I grab her ass, pick her up roughly, slam her into a shelf, and impale her, thrusting hard into her until I’m balls-deep and growling with relief. Oh, God, she’s perfect. Wet. Tight. Warm. Bliss. Just this fast, I’m losing my fucking mind.
Georgina moans my name as I growl hers and begin thrusting like an animal against the shelf. As I get into a groove, she digs her fingernails into my shoulders, making me jerk and moan. She bites my neck and begs me not to stop, making me feel like I’m going to pass out.
Her excitement is obviously mounting as I plow into her, over and over again. I’m spiraling. On the brink of exploding.
“Yes,” she growls with each powerful thrust. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I’m delirious. On the cusp of complete ecstasy. But I hang on, not wanting to release before her. Thankfully, just when I think I can’t hang on a second longer, just when I think I might not be able to stay conscious a second longer, Georgie comes, hard, throwing her head back into the shelf behind her and stiffening exquisitely in my arms as her muscles ripple and clench around my cock. Oh, for the love of all things holy. If there’s a more sublime sensation in human existence, than the sensation of Georgina Ricci coming hard around my cock, I can’t fathom it. It’s a pleasure so intense, so all-consuming and addicting, I can’t help coming, too. Which I do, so fucking hard, I’m momentarily paralyzed by the ecstasy shooting through my body, all of it culminating in flashes of blinding white and yellow light.
As I come down from my incredible orgasm, my heart is crashing seismically. My back is soaked in sweat. I place Georgina’s feet on the ground, and she immediately tilts her glorious face up to mine for a kiss. Of course, I oblige her, devouring her mouth while raking my hands over her cheeks, neck, and hair. I can’t get enough of this woman. This siren. She’s my new drug. An addiction I couldn’t possibly resist, even if my life depended on it.
When our mouths disengage, Georgina sighs happily. “That was fucking incredible.”
I take a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm my racing heart. “When you came, that was as close to God as I’ve ever gotten in this lifetime. Holy shit, Georgie. That was fucking insane.”
“I’ve never had an orgasm during intercourse before. It felt incredible.”
I run my thumb over her plump lower lip. “Sweetheart, this is only the beginning. This week, oh my fucking God. I’m gonna show you what your body can do—things you didn’t even realize were possible.”
She bites her lip. “We’re gonna have fun this week, aren’t we?”
“Oh, Little Miss Georgina Ricci, you have no fucking idea.”
After another deep kiss, we pull our disheveled clothes together, smooth out our frayed hair, and quickly agree to slip out of the closet separately, just in case—with Georgie leaving first.
“I’ll meet you in Greenroom B in five,” I say.
“See you there,” she says flirtatiously. But as she grabs the doorknob, she turns to me, her beaming, wide smile snatching the air out of my lungs. “Thank you for everything, Reed.”
My heart stops as paranoia flashes through me. Does she somehow know I’m the source of the cancer charity’s grant? Has she figured me out? “I haven’t done anything,” I say lamely.
“Of course, you have. You’ve agreed to throw a party and let Alessandra come. You’ve agreed to listen to Alessandra’s demo later tonight at your house. And you’ve agreed to keep an open mind about your interview—to let me at least try to get something suitable for Dig a Little Deeper out of you. I’d say you’ve already done a whole helluva lot.”
Sighing with relief, I return her smile. “I only said that last thing so I could get into your pants. Don’t get too excited.”
Her smile widens. “Careful what you agree to in a negotiation, Mr. Rivers. After a full week of getting into my pants, I predict you’re going to open up to me more than you ever thought possible.”
I chuckle. “That’s what I want you to think, sweetheart. Don’t hold your breath on that.”
“We’ll see.”
“I’m not one of the fraternity boys you’re used to wrapping around your little finger for tips. As gorgeous as you are, I’m sure I’ll be able to withstand your attempts to ‘unpeel my onion’ just fine.”
“Challenge accepted.” With that, she turns the knob, and off she goes... leaving me alone in a janitorial closet, with a body that’s alive and pulsing in a way it’s never been before, and a mind that’s racing. How the hell am I going to spend an entire week fucking that gorgeous woman without breaking down and giving her every last thing her devious little heart desires?