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“Is that all you want from him?”

I closed my eyes and thought about my friendship with Eli. We’d crossed boundaries, and even though I’d denied my feelings in the past I couldn’t help but feel connected to him. I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted another man. He’d come into my life by chance, but going even a few days without hearing from him had made me crazy. “No. If things were different I’d want more.”

“Thank you for your honesty.”

“Are you angry with my answers?”

“No.”

“You keep bringing me pleasure without release yourself. That’s not how this is supposed to work.”

“It’s how I want it.”

“We still have about an hour left. Are we going to finish what we started?”

“No. You’re going to go and enjoy your day with your friend. You may think that today was a waste of time, but I got much pleasure out of getting to know you more.”

I leaned back up on my elbow and faced his back. “I’m starting to feel like you’re a nice man. Thank you for telling me those things today, Frankie.”

“We’ll talk more next week, Lily. Go into the bathroom and get cleaned up to meet your friend. By the time you come out I’ll be gone. I’m going to come and kiss you now.”

“Okay.” I sat up and waited for him to reach me. Our lips met and he slowly pulled away. It was so weird but kissing him felt so natural. I was seriously losing my mind, or else I was just so hard up for affection that even a paying client fulfilled my needs.

Then I froze, having a thought come over me that was so utterly ridiculous that I felt stupid for saying it out loud. I stopped what we were doing. “Do you know my attorney? Do you work with him? Have I seen you at the office? Is that where we know each other from?”

He got up and walked over to his computer, typing quickly. “You know my name, Lily. Does anyone with my name work at the attorney’s office?”

“No.” I was being irrational.

He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek before getting up and walking out of the room, leaving me more confused than ever.





Chapter 8



After another shower and getting dressed I left the hotel and headed to Eli’s house. I was so caught up in seeing him that I hadn’t thought about my client at all. When I left the hotel I’d grabbed the envelope and stuck it in my purse without opening it. It still bothered me that I was being paid by someone who wanted to chit chat about my life. It made no sense to me at all, but I wasn’t going to complain about not having to whore myself out. Sure, we messed around, but I didn’t feel as uncomfortable as our first visit, and after finding out that he’d been the man I’d slept with during my session made me feel better about my poor choices that day. Regardless of how many times I slept with him, he only would count as one person.

I pulled up in front of Eli’s house and saw that his garage door was open. After saying hello to Delilah, I walked inside and knocked on the door. Eli opened it in only a pair of shorts. His chest was bare and he had a towel around his head. “Hey. I didn’t expect you so soon.”

I couldn’t stop looking at his naked skin. It was as if I’d become a vulture. I licked my lips, taking in his hard nipples and the fact that he didn’t have any chest hair. “I should have called.”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. “No. It’s a good thing. I was just getting a shower because I thought I had more time. Let me go put a shirt on. The refrigerator is full if you’re thirsty. My housekeeper was here yesterday.”

I grabbed his hand and stopped him from walking away from me. “I’d prefer it if you left it off.”

Eli got this shit-eating grin across his face. He positioned his body right in front of mine. “Is that so?”

I ran both hands up his arms, feeling like being away from him had changed something in me, or maybe it was my talk with Frankie. At any rate, I wasn’t going to keep pushing the only man in my life that mattered away. “Yeah, it is.”

Eli smiled. He grabbed both of my cheeks and brought me into a soft kiss. As he pulled away he rested his head against mine. “I missed you, Lily.”

I reached to kiss him again. “I missed you too.”

He started backing us up, kissing me the whole way, and trying to say sentences at the same time. “I’m sorry I haven’t called.”

“Make it up to me,” I said in between feeling his tongue touching mine.

Halfway up the steps Eli picked me up and carried me the rest of the way. He sat me down in a bright lit bedroom that overlooked a forest. The shades were fully open, but there were no houses around to see us. His walls were painted a medium blue, and his white bedding impressed me. I ran my hands over the down comforter. “I like your taste in décor.”

“I paid someone to decorate my house. My taste is shit, except when it comes to you.”

I giggled as he climbed on top of me and showered me with affectionate pecks all over my face. Before I could even rationalize right from wrong, I reached down and unfastened his shorts, using my feet to shove them down. His erection pressed against my legs and it was only removed when he sat up to pull off my panties. My skirt lifted and he sank down on the bed until he was in position. I watched his head fall against me, and the tip of his tongue stroking over my *. He sucked, flicked and lapped my sex until I cried out his name, begging him for more. Eli sat me up and removed my shirt.

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