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back in his office chair. “Anything else I should know?”
    I couldn’t respond. I could barely form words.
    A girl knocked lightly on the window just outside his office. Her blonde hair was so thick, it fell in layers of spiraling white-gold over her shoulders, nearly reaching her hips.
    Her tits were absolutely perfect . Huge, heavy, mesmerizing.
    “ Can I help you, young lady?” Frank asked, sliding his chair back to stand.
    The girl walked through the open door, her bright, brown eyes grazing over me before she turned her attention back to Frank. She wore a white tank top, tiny white shorts, and her skin was evenly tanned.
    “I’d like a membership.”
    Her voice was husky. I guessed her to be maybe in her early twenties; not nearly as old as half the women that I spent bending and stretching with each day.
    “Of course. My assistant manager, Keaton, will get you all signed up.”
    She bit her lower lip, and I had to practically leap behind Frank’s desk to hide my instant hard-on.
    Assistant manager?
    She turned to me, arching one perfectly manicured eyebrow and extending her hand.
    “Kelsey King.”
    “Keaton Thane,” I replied confidently, making sure to brush my thumb over the back of her hand as I shook it.
    “I’m not quite twenty-one yet. Is there an age requirement?” she asked, purposefully waiting to release my hand a moment longer than I’d anticipated.
    “For what, exactly?” I clarified.
    She smirked. “A membership here.”
    “Not at all, Miss King. Come on back, let’s get your contract together.”
    “You’ll be handling me, then?” she clarified, glancing to Frank, and then back to me.
    I turned on the charm, crossing my arms over my chest to purposefully flex my newly-formed biceps. “I could go a million ways with that comment… but I’ll just answer professionally. Yes, Kelsey, I’ll be handling you.”
    She grinned, running her fingertip over her lip before slowly drawing a line down her throat.
    “We’ll see.”
    Holy. Fuck .
    And we did. That afternoon, after the most detailed and extensive orientation I’d ever given.
    I had her up against the wall of the private shower, the hot water cascading over both of us as I drove into her. She arched her back and echoed my thrusts, and I growled, tightening my grip on her hair. With one yank, her throat was mine, and my teeth grazed her skin as she screamed my name.
    She moved into my apartment with me that weekend, on my nineteenth birthday.
    “Keaton?” Kelsey’s voice called from the front door, jerking me from my thoughts.
    I pulled myself from my memories of the past seven years and paused the video on my iPad, lifting my eyes to watch her struggle with more than five shopping bags. “Can you help me with these, please, baby?”
    “Kel sey, what in the hell did you buy?” I demanded, stalking to her and gathering her bags as she pulled her Chanel sunglasses away from her eyes.
    “I didn’t think you’d be home. I thought I’d have time to put it all away.”
    I glared down at her.
    “Are you telling me you planned to hide this all from me?”
    She shrugged, nodding innocently. “Well, yeah, I don’t like to make you mad,” she purred, pouting her lips in a silent plea.
    “Then don’t spend all of our money on fucking purses.”
    “Don’t be like that,” she tried, her hands climbing up my chest before sliding down my sides. “You want me to be pretty, don’t you? For those cameras you love so much?”
    I only gritted my teeth, trying to resist the urge to reach for a handful of her perfect tits. She had both creamy mounds on full display, and I had to wonder who else was enjoying the view that Kelsey King was offering all of Rodeo Drive that day.
    “And we have the premier tonight, and I needed some shoes.”
    “You needed some shoes.”
    She was kissing my neck now, and I struggled against my instant hard-on.
    Settle the fuck down, dick, we have a point to prove.
    “You’re so tall, and I need to