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Evan's smile only widened, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he accepted the phone from Ruby's hand. He leaned back, effortlessly exuding confidence, the playful edge in his demeanor never quite fading. “Warned, huh?” he mused, his tone light, but there was an unmistakable glint of challenge in his gaze. “Well, they clearly haven’t told you the full story, Ruby. I’m not all bad.”

He glanced at the screen of his phone, but his attention was firmly on her now, sensing the pull of her restraint. “As for the meeting…” he trailed off, his smile turning into something a bit more calculating. “It can wait. But your little act of resistance?” He let out a low chuckle, leaning forward slightly. “I have to say, it’s intriguing.”

Ruby raised her brows at him, a little scoff leaving her lips but she shook her head with a smile anyways. "I don't want to burst your bubble but literally everyone has warned me for you." The red head admitted with a soft chuckle. Her hands reached out to his phone laying in hand reach on his desk and she handed it over to him. "You have a meeting in five minutes. Anything else you want me to re-schedule or plan for you? There's plenty of paperwork I should get to, otherwise." Oh, Ruby was so trying hard to not fall for his little games. Yes, he was one of the most handsome men she had every seen, but she wanted to be strong.

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“You’re right, it’s suspicious—but only because I’m not used to anyone calling my bluff."

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"that seems awfully suspicious. i told you i was a good bullshit detector."

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The weight of his grip on her neck, the way he held her just on the edge, was both maddening and exhilarating. Her body hummed with the power she had over him, savoring each deliberate movement, each teasing touch that drove him wild. The tension between them was delicious, and with every movement she made, every slow grind of her hips against his, she felt the heat between them building. This wasn’t just physical—it was something deeper, a connection years in the making. It was thrilling, this power she held, knowing how much he wanted her, how close he was to losing control.

"And that’s why you like me," Celine echoed in a playful manner. She knew exactly the effect she had on him, and it felt impossibly good to finally give in to it, to let herself lean into the feeling of his need.

"You can keep warning me, Holden," she whispered, her voice rich with mischief. "But we both know it won’t make a difference." She let her fingers drift lower, brushing against the waistband of his pants, watching the way he would react. Impatient as she was, she let her fingers pop open the button of his jeans, slowly undoing the zipper. She was in for a treat, judging by the sheer size of what was waiting for her.

"And that's why you like me." Holden should've known better to challenge Celine. He knew her determination was unrivaled and yet, he poured gasoline on the flame anyways. And whatever she'll throw his way, he was ready to reap the consequences; the sweet, tantalizing consequences.

He released out a low groan. His breath hit her cheek as his grip on neck kept her close as she teased him with maddening movements, grinding against him in a way that ignites a fire within him. The friction between them is delicious torture, building the tension until he can feel himself straining for release. "Celine," he murmured, her name said like a prayer.

As they kiss, Holden's hand roam upwards, traveling up Celine’s body, tracing the curves of her sides before seizing her breast through the flimsy fabric of her blouse, palming her through the material. “You keep this up,” he began, his tone dipping lower, “and I might just forget every ounce of self-control I’ve got,” he warned as her hands worked their way down his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt with a mix of impatience and teasing grace, revealing his sculpted torso, tensing under her touch.

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WILDERNESS (2023) | 1x01 Happily Ever After Oliver Jackson Cohen as Will Taylor

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OLIVER JACKSON-COHEN as Will Taylor in WILDERNESS (2023)

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The corners of his lips pulled up into a tiny, ever-so-charming smile. A big part of him wanted to kiss her right there and then, but that would be highly inappropriate as they were still in the office.

"Right now, maybe not the best of ideas. Later however, then..." Daniel's gaze dropped down to her very kissable lips, a warm feeling washing over him. "How's tonight for later?"

he was funny , yes . she started to like this ... exchange of innocent flirtation . " no , that would be a ... terrible idea . to fire me , of course . " oh , she started explaining her lost self — how romantic ! " oh , right ... right . so i guess ... we ... we can kiss each other now and then . "

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Harvey exhaled sharply, his smirk lingering like a secret he wasn’t ready to share. "You think you're the best associate I've ever had?" he said, his tone a mix of amusement and challenge. "Bold claim, Darcy. You know I don’t hand out compliments lightly."

"You’ve gone through the discovery. You think the filing is right. That’s good." His voice dropped, softening slightly. "But you don’t need me to tell you that, do you?"

The air between them seemed to tighten, the silence charged with something neither of them was willing to put into words. Harvey’s gaze lingered, just for a moment, his smirk deepening as if he could hear the unspoken thoughts swirling between them. "You don’t make it this far by second-guessing yourself. And you don’t need my approval to be the best."

"No," she answers gingerly. "You are distracted. I'm not distracting you." There's a purposefully agonizing look on her face; equal parts flirtatious and challenging. Harvey liked to think himself above the trappings of other men. But Darcy didn't make it this far in her legal career without playing to every advantage. In this case, it's her new boss' wandering eyes and propensity for underestimating her. "I have a photographic memory. I've combed through the discovery, and I can tell you - the filing is right." Leaning back in her chair, she finally sighs. "What? You know you can trust me. I'm the best associate you've ever had." Despite her less-than-traditional background as a call girl, putting herself through law school, that is.

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Harvey’s smirk deepened as her moan slipped out, unbidden and undeniable, confirming what he already knew—she was crumbling, piece by piece, under his touch. Her fingers moved to his shirt, deftly undoing each button as her breathing grew heavier. He didn’t stop her, didn’t rush her, but the hand on her thigh edged higher, dangerously close to her core.

His lips found her neck again, lingering as if to memorize the way her skin tasted. He could feel her resolve melting, and it only fueled his need to push her just a little further. When she leaned in, her soft words brushing his ear and the playful nip at his lobe drawing a low chuckle from him, he knew she wasn’t giving up without a fight.

"Prove it?" Harvey echoed, his voice rich with amusement as he straightened slightly, letting her push his shirt off his shoulders. "Tina, I don’t need to prove anything." His dark eyes met hers, burning with intent. "But if you need a reminder, I’m more than happy to oblige."

With that, his free hand found her waist, pulling her flush against him as he kissed her, slow at first but quickly deepening, leaving no room for doubt. Harvey Specter was a man who got what he wanted, but he had to admit—he enjoyed the fight she was putting up along the way.

Mouth popped OPEN to respond - to try and keep their little tit for tat going as long as possible - but the only sound that came OUT instead? A small MOAN. Tina couldn't hold it in any longer and he was steadily wearing her down in the best way possible. Eyes happily SHUT for a moment, to enjoy the way his lips felt on her neck and hands went back to their JOB of slowly popping the buttons upon his shirt. The pair of them were moving FORWARDS of course, but she still didn't sense the need to rush. The best things in life were worth waiting on after all. But eventually, his shirt FELL open at the front and fingertips explored BENEATH the fabric as his hand continued to go higher and higher upon her thigh. Damn. If she had KNOWN this would feel as good as it did, she wouldn't have rebuked his advances as long as she HAD. Though on the other hand, the build up had been EXCITING.

❝Hmm, yeah?❞ Dreamily responding a moment later, Tina tipped her head back forwards in order to brush her lips against HIS ear now. He claimed he was in charge, but that didn't mean she couldn't fight him for it every once and a while. ❝Then prove it.❞ Cue a quick little NIP at his ear lobe and a giggle somewhere deep in the back of her throat before she began to PUSH at his shirt. Okay, time to speed up a little bit. She was getting NEEDY and she didn't want to get to the point that she was begging him to touch her - it wouldn't be a GOOD look in her desire to remain STRONG looking.

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Phoebe was more than capable of yapping herself, but it would usually take a while until she would open up to people she didn't know too well. But once she did, you could read her like an open book. "Sure -- but you have to pick me up. And, you have to send me flowers. Like... tomorrow." If anything, she wasn't just some girl that would spread her legs for a man without getting rewarded for it.

She returned John's soft kisses, fingers brushing over his arm that was wrapped around her. "Mm, sure. But I need to shower first. And go to the toilet. As much as I love cuddling, I'm not getting a UTI again. Nuh-uh."

The blonde escaped from his arms and dragged her fingers through her messy blonde hair on the way over to the bathroom. "You're very welcome to join me though. That wiff of manly sweat isn't as attractive as you might think," Phoebe teasingly remarked, smiling playfully at him over her shoulder. She turned on the shower before taking a seat on the toilet.

John kept playing with her nipple as he nodded his head during a chuckle at her answer. "I'd love to give the same...I mean why not, I'll get cozy with this beauty over the table during the second date , who'll stop me" he said in a playful tone. "How about you yap during the second date and I'll do nothing but listen?"

He said as he kissed her lips once again. "Do you wanna drift off to sleep together?" He asked as he placed his head nuzzling against her neck this time as he kept kissing her down there. "You smell good"

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A wicked grin spread across Nolan's face as her whines chimed in his ear. He didn't really know when he got tangled up into this mess -- in was wrong in so many ways. And he didn't really think he would enjoy this as much as he was. The younger femme had brought forward a darker side in him, one that was way more exciting than the routine sex he was having with his wife (or rather lack there of).

"You have about..." Nolan turned his head to glance at the floor indicatior, then added. "Ten seconds. Think you can cum for me that quickly, huh?" His eyes were glued to her face, while his fingers applied more pressure to her clit -- and he wasn't backing down until she climaxed. Well-- if she could make it in time.

there was no time, she would be lucky if he would get her to come right there, her desire for him took over every part of her life. it’s was sad to know that he had poisoned everything about her, she can’t look at out guys the same. knowing that they don’t even compare to what he’s doing now with just his fingers. “daddy,” she starts as a sob escapes her. “we’re so close, i’m so close.” she can’t imagine what her dad would say if he knew that she was opening her legs for him whenever he asked for it.

one hand on the rail and the other around his neck as their lips were inches apart and all she could do was grind on his fingers. “i need them inside, daddy. you know how desperate i am for you.” god, if there was a way she could have sex with him everyday she would with no regrets.

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She was an intern, which eventually ment that she would leave the firm for better endeavours. In other words-- she wasn't completely off limits. "...and I'd hate to fire you," Daniel countered, brows raised to emphasize his statement. "I guess you would have to be a permanent employee for that, so.."

his honesty, flavoured with curiosity did feel good. vic allowed herself to cherish this moment for a second longer, not answering immediately. " well ... " his last question toyed with the tip of her tongue. " you're almost my boss. i would hate to start blackmailing you. "