The Player who Gets Played 21. Being Exclusive

Louise's POV

He was taking his morning run then hitting the waves, while I was leisurely working from the beachfront patio. I had been working from his laptop, emailing Cherise back and forth and scheduling conference calls for the rest of the day. Mom had been calling since I canceled the last dinner, she was worried but then relaxed when I told her that I was with Allen.

Yesterday he said that he loves me, I've heard it before when Adam said the word years ago. But somehow Allen said it in more depth, I would rewind my memory to the time he said it. It tickled my insides and made my heart beats just a little bit faster.

Yesterday I also agreed to be exclusive with him. Upgrading our many one nights stands encounter, to friends with benefits status. And we didn't discuss anything further regarding his love statement, cause honestly, it made me nervous.

And he was still watching my eating behavior like a hawk, while I let him be.

I was blowing off my whole weekend with him and getting back to the city on Monday, then dinner with my parents in the evening.

Looking at him walking in all his manly beauty, I couldn't believe that he was truly in love with me. Though deep down I was actually scared shitless, should he become another Adam? Cause I might actually love him back. Might. But I really should not.

He reached the patio half-naked, still dripping wet from the seawater. And he was looking straight at me smirking, knowing that I have been watching him from afar.

"You might as well turn off the laptop and join me swimming..." he lowered himself down and kiss me sensually. I was breathless in no time.

"I have to finish this presentation, and yes you can be such a distraction," I said, but shutting down the laptop and abruptly got up and took his hand to my bikini-covered ass. Then I started trailing my kisses to his chiseled chest.

His chest heaved making me smile in between my kisses.

"Okay, you in a bikini with your high ponytail working on a laptop and biting your lip every time you squint your eyes at the screen is also a distraction." He chuckled and took my hand to his groin. His swimming trunks barely contained his arousal.

He carried me to the pool, and we were stripping each other naked in seconds. I was giggling at his little bites to the back of my neck, he was liking the fact that I was ticklish and he overused the knowledge making me laugh at his sexy play.

There's a benefit in having a private beach, and outdoor sex was one of them. Though we were at his beach house, the pool was see-through from the shore area. While I doubt people could see us from such a distance, but he likes to keep his private life away from the media.

"Allen...so good..."

He groaned and moaned my name louder until he eventually carries my naked body and fuck me hard on the outdoor couch. He was licking and kissing my neck, making me giggle but then quickly moaned to his thrust.

He felt so good, so fucking good until I realized that we didn't use condoms.

"I got you, baby, I know...I just can't, you feel so damn good...I'll pull out...fuck..." his voice was sexy and deep with needs, I was high on lust. I had never felt so careless in my life, but at the same time, I trusted him. At the same time, I know that he would take care of me. Cause in truth he had been doing exactly that since the situation with Jeff, and the latest relapse of my eating habit.

I was arching my back, pulling him down to me, wanting to get even more closer to him. He was groaning harder until I finally climax, and wrapped my legs to his ass keeping him close. My hands were holding his back tightly, as I was sighing on the crook of his neck and climbing down from my high.

"Baby, you got to...so fucking tight." He moaned my name louder, then abruptly pulled out and let himself go on my stomach, he was rubbing himself on me while giving me his sweet sensual kisses.

"I love you, Louise, fuck baby...that was too good." He said while taking his towel and cleaning me.

He would say the words every now and then, and it did make me happy every time. It made me feel special to him. That was until I keep reminding myself not to get carried away. That he might be another Adam, but deep down I know that I had started falling for him too. Maybe even harder.

It was later in the night, after our dinner that I decided to tell what happened between me and Adam. What exactly happened between me and him that caused my eating disorder. If he was going to run, might as well do it sooner than later.

"It all started with him..."

"We're doing this now? Are you sure?"

"I thought we're friends? Isn't this what friends do?"

"Okay, hit me." He tried to be casual about it, but I could tell that he was tense.

"My psychiatrist told me that the more I share, the lighter I would feel about my problems and she told me not to bottled everything inside..."

"Lou baby, I'm here for you. I would be glad to hear your story, that you trust me enough to let me know your deepest darkest secret." He joked but, pulled me to his chest and kissed my hair.

I snuggled in closer and he sighed and rubbed my arm, waiting for me to start with the story.

"I was an exchange student and met him in the UK. I told you before that he was ten years older than me, it was love in a foreign country, with a foreign man, an older and a very successful man. My parents were shocked when I came home and was engaged to him..."

I paused to look at him, he nods and told me to continue with my story.

"Dad asked me if I was pregnant, mom was upset with the possibility. But I was not pregnant, Adam was all about body image. I remembered one time he told me that he would never want me to get pregnant. He didn't want me getting fat..."

"Lou..."

"I'm good now Allen," I told him in confidence.

"Cutting the story short I caught him cheating with his secretary. Then that was when the body image issue kicks in...and when I saw him days earlier I was actually handling it until he asked me to dinner saying I looked better than the secretary he was screwing."

There, I was silent right after the last sentence and waited for his thoughts on it.

"I'm sorry you have to experience that, but I'm glad he's stupid enough to let you out of his grips. And now that I have you, I'm keeping you for as long as I can."

He was being the sweet Allen, I smiled at him but kept my caution at bay. I would not be fooled twice. Not by any man.