Benjamins POV

I walk toward the lift, holding the doors open with both hands.

"Would you like to come in?"

"What is it that you want Benjamin?" She softly demands. "Ava said it was important that I see you immediately."

I hesitate for a moment before stepping inside the lift. I already knew it wasn't a good idea to be alone in a confined space with her. I was having an internal battle between my mind and my dick.

Benji fall back! Fall back!

My mind was screaming at me now, begging me to retreat. I felt my hands let go of the elevator doors and I wait for them to close.

Fuck.

I move closer to her now, never breaking eye contact. My palms were starting to sweat as whatever control I had left, was quickly diminishing.

This is stupid. This is so fucking stupid.

"So what's the emergency?" She asks impatiently.

The emergency is that my fucking balls are going to explode if I can't stick my dick in you right now.

"We didn't get a chance to finish our conversation at lunch." I say as calmly as possible.

"There... was more?" She asks, looking a little uneasy now.

I chuckle softly. Cute.

"Lexi, you really don't know how fucking appealing you are, do you?" I say, sounding a bit more intense than intended.

"I meant what I said before. There's something about you." I continue. "I just want to get to know you better."

Lexi immediately backs away from me, running her hand through her hair, trying to absorb my words.

I remain silent as I wait patiently for her to say something. She's looking down at the floor and I can practically hear her heart, which is now beating out of her chest.

"Why? I mean.. I know you just said why but I just..I don't--" She says confused.

My body reacts, betraying my mind and I feel myself move towards her, backing her up against the wall.

"You don't what?" I whisper, my eyes trailing down her face to her soft lips.

Her breath hitches as I bravely press myself against her, my cock getting harder by the second. She starts to tremble as she feels it, feels against her.

"So beautiful."

Her gaze falls to the floor, clearly struggling to look me in the eye.

"Look at me kitten." I command.

She takes a deep breath, then slowly looks up. She places her hands lightly on to my chest as she steadies herself. The sudden contact triggers my own reaction. My right hand reaches up to caress her face, savouring the feel of her bottom lip on my fingertips. She doesn't flinch and her hands remain on my chest while she now favours the look of my lips.

I lift my left hand and slowly trail it up her inner thigh, barely touching her. She tightens her grip as my hand travels higher up her right leg, with my nails now lightly scraping her silky skin.

"I'm going to kiss you now. Slow at first...then "

My hand reaches her panties as the last word escapes my lips.

She's wet. Oh so fucking wet.

She opens her mouth to speak. I swipe my thumb along her clit and latch down on her bottom lip.

I kiss her slowly, softly. My thumb now tracing circles on her lace panties. Her hands reach up and entwine around my neck, pulling me closer to her. My fingers skilfully slip underneath the lace fabric, gently parting the lips of her pussy, slowly proceeding to fuck her with my finger.

Lord Jesus fuck. She was tight.

I slip in another finger and pick up the pace as she kisses me with more force, panting into my mouth. I grasp a handful of her hair with my free hand as my mouth and fingers continue their assault.

I feel my sexual hunger start to dominate as her legs begin to shake and a faint moan escapes her lips.

"Fuck Benj." She whispers and it snaps me out of my trance.

Fuck what am I doing?

I immediately back away from her, trying to steady my breathing as my dick continues to pulse.

She's slightly hunched over, with her hand gripping the wall trying to catch her breath from my sudden departure.

My stomach was doing somersaults as my brain dissects the scene before me.

Leave Benj.

I quickly select the Lobby button, knowing I had to get her away from me as quick as possible.

"I'm late for a meeting." I state. "You should go."

The coldness in my voice surprised us both. I step out of the lift as soon as the doors open, making my way back inside the suite without looking back.

Bradley's POV

Where the fuck is he?

I continue to stare at the clock hanging on the wall, just above my clients head.

Benj has been missing for 20 minutes now.

I was more than capable of dealing with our clients on my own... I just didn't want to. I had no interest in it.

There's a knock at the door and I'm hopeful it's Benj.

"Yes, come in."

In strides an attractive brunette with an unfamiliar face.

"Apologies for the interruption Mr Vaughn, but would you and your guests care for some refreshments?" She asks.

"Sounds grand. Thank you sweetheart."

She tends to my guests first and as she approaches my side of the table, she gives me a quick courtesy smile.

"What's your name love?"

"I'm Julie. The Events Manager." She replies, confidently sticking her hand out to shake mine.

"Bradley." I reply, taking her petite hand in mine.

Good grip.

"If you require anything else, one of my staff members will be posted by the mini bar to assist." She states.

"Thank you."

There's another knock on the door and I swing my head over as I see Benj finally making his way in, with a look on his face which is not the least bit welcoming.

Great.

"Apologies for my partial absence." He says, still making his way to the table. "I had an issue to tend to."

I see our clients nod their heads as acceptance of his tardiness. Benji pulls out the chair next to me but doesn't sit.

"Who's this?" He asks, looking straight at Julie, with the question intended for me.

"Julie. The Events Manager." I reply, still sitting down in between Benj and Julie who are standing a metre away from each other.

Julie's eyes narrow in on Benj as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Happy to assist, should you need any ." She says, though I'm not completely convinced with the "happy" part.

"Just a strong black coffee for today love. Thank you." Benj replies while finally taking his seat.

Fuck me, that was actually somewhat polite.

"Of course." She says and turns away to speak to one of her staff members.

I lean over to Benj. "What the fuck happened to you?" I whisper. "Was it Dad? Cause your face is all... you know... fucked up."

He doesn't answer but instead gives me a "Don't fucking ask" look.

Finally I lean back as Benj takes over and proceeds with our presentation.

Bradleys POV

After our meeting concludes, we both head back to our suite.

I know not to prod Benj for answers, especially when it comes to my dad. I go to turn the TV on when my phone buzzes in my pocket.

1 text from Ava.

Fuck yea!

"Up for a drink Benj?"

"Who with?" He asks while slumping down onto the sofa.

"Ava and some others, I suppose."

He looks over at me, with a slight look of discomfort on his face.

"I'm good. You go ahead." He replies, turning his attention back on the view out the window.

Boring.

I eagerly reply back to Ava.

"Right, well I'm jumping in the shower then I'll be off." I say. "Text me if you change your mind."

"Sure." He replies, with his eyes now closed and head tipped back on the sofa ledge.

I shake my head as I walk away.

Bradleys POV

I make my way downstairs to where the bar is stationed. It was packed.

Happy hour is definitely in full swing.

As I move through the crowd, I feel many seductive eyes on me, travelling the length of me as I now walk like I've got $100 dollar bills coming out of my ass.

Fuck I feel good tonight.

I head closer to the bar where I assume Ava will be, and I'm right. She's standing at the end of the bar with Julie, sipping on expensive looking cocktails.

She catches me staring and waves me over. I ease my way through the crowd making sure I don't bump into anyone's drinks. As I reach the girls, Ava seductively takes a sip from the straw in her cocktail while she blatantly eye fucks me. I start to grin.

It's fuckin on.

We continue in silence, thoroughly enjoying the way she's looking at me when Julie clears her throat, reminding us that we aren't alone.

"Hey Jules. How are you love?" I ask, turning my attention away from Ava.

"It's happy hour! How do you think I am." She replies loudly over the noise.

"Lets get you a drink."

Julie waves the bartender over and we begin our night. It doesn't take long till she lets loose and has us all moving onto the heavy stuff.

"So you got any nice friends for my girl here?" Ava asks, slightly slurring her words now.

"I don't need a helping hand. I'm perfectly fine getting dick on my own." Julie bites back, downing another straight shot of JD.

I chuckle nervously, hearing the two women now bickering over the male species. Dissecting every man in the bar, picking out each and every flaw. They both continue to soak up the liquor as I slowly ease off, knowing I should probably make sure these girls get out of here alive.

Ava's phone starts ringing on the counter top. She quickly reaches over and pushes down on the decline button.

"Damn this boy won't leave me alone." She says running her fingers through her hair with irritation.

"One of your fuck boys then?" I blurt out.

Julie chuckles. "You can say that again. My girl can't go a day without getting some dick."

Ava slaps Julie across the shoulder, throwing daggers her way.

"We just had one night together and I regrettably let him stay over till the morning." Ava states. "Now he won't leave me the fuck alone."

"Girl, I've seen your replies to him." Julie says, with her arms folded. "The pussy bar is still very much open."

"Fuck you bitch." Ava replies while Julie begins to crack up hysterically.

Ava orders another round of shots, quickly emptying the glass. She leans over at Jules and whispers something incoherent in her ear. Julie looks over at me now and a small lump forms in my throat. Ava turns towards me and slowly walks over.

"How about you show me what this big boy can do?" She says while firmly grabbing my crotch.

I flinch at her sudden dominance, but don't push her hand away. I can already feel myself getting hard as her nails lightly graze my balls through my jeans.

I look over at Jules who is now sandwiched between two slim build caucasian males, both in semi expensive suits. Ava grabs my chin with her free hand, bringing it down to her face and immediately sticks her tongue in my mouth as her other hand grips the base of my rock hard dick.

I push her up against the far wall away from the bar as I grind myself on her.

I move my lips to her neck while I slip two fingers in her eager mouth. The scent of strong floral tones invade my nostrils, causing me to pull back to get some air.

Definitely doesn't smell as good as Alexis.

I replace my fingers with my mouth as she slips her hand into the hem of my jeans, toying with my sensitive tip. I push her further up the wall as my hands now glide roughly over her plump breasts.

Mmm. No bra.

I tweak her right nipple causing her to bite down on my bottom lip. She starts sucking at it violently when she suddenly pushes me back off her and clutches her mouth.

The fuck?

Not a moment later, she hunches forward and hurls the contents she recently consumed all over the floor.

Jesus Christ.

I quickly turn around signalling to Julie to get the bar staff over to clean the mess. I turn my attention back to Ava who is gripping onto the wall as her legs look like they are about to give out.

I step around the mess that's all over the floor, as I wrap my arm around her waist and lead her through the crowd and out of the bar.

"Jules!" I yell out.

"Go ahead, I'm fine." She yells back as she's now grinding her ass on one of the males.

I nod and then walk out the door with Ava swinging off my shoulder.

"Ava, I'm taking you home." I whisper in her ear as she rests her head against my shoulder.