Unwanted Heat

She picks up the files and her laptop, I only now realize she had placed on the chair when she walked in and gives me a quick kiss before turning to walk out of my office. With my hand on her back, I escort her to the board room where Mr. Donnelly is already waiting for her. I introduce them quickly and he immediately begins showing Kenzie all the information we currently have from the purchase of the bakery. Although, this was not a new client taken on by PFS, I still had several of my departments involved in the purchase. His opinion was key in my decision to purchase Sweet Dreams for Kenzie. I wasn’t going to set her up to fail. “Hunter, my office. Melody, give me two more minutes,” I request.

“Mr. Parker,” Hunter closes the door behind him.

“I want you to run to Neiman’s and get Kenzie a bag before her meeting is finished.”

“A bag, sir?”

“For her laptop, and all the other stuff, she brought today. Something classy but functional.”

“Yes, sir. I’ll go right now.”

“Very good.”

My next meeting takes longer than I expected, but thankfully Melody was able to rearrange my afternoon a bit so I have a break in my schedule to prepare before my last meeting of the day. After checking through emails and returning a few phone calls, I gather up the documents I need Melody to prepare for the meeting and bring them out to her. On my way back, I realize that the board room door is still open, and when I hear Kenzie’s voice, I’m surprised to learn that she is still here. I had assumed she had left long ago.

“Thank you again for your time today, Mr. Donnelly I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Mrs. Parker, I’m glad I could help.”

Just as I approach the doorway, I watch Kenzie bend over the chair next to gather up her files and papers that are sitting there. Mr. Donnelly comes around the table just in time to see her bent over the chair and he stops dead in his tracks, his eyes obviously glued to her ass. My hands clench in anger when I see him blatantly staring at her; I silently count to ten willing myself not to punch his lights out.

“Excuse me,” I enter the room and watch the color leave his face at the realization that he has been caught. “Kenzie, can I see you for a moment?”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“Sure, just let me-”

“It can wait,” I interrupt, grabbing her hand to lead her back to my office. I glare at Donnelly as he skirts past us hurrying to the elevator, no doubt afraid that if he waits another moment he’s going to get fired or get his ass kicked.

“Nicholas-”

My lips are on hers before the door even closes behind us; I back Kenzie up until she is against the door just as it clicks shut. When she gasps in surprise, I take full advantage and slip my tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of her. Her hands fist my hair and she moans when I reach around and grab her ass pulling her against me. With my lips never leaving hers, I pull the blazer off of her, quickly tossing it onto the floor somewhere behind me. Pushing her dress up, I groan when my fingers find her damp thong. Her hands are between us, unbuttoning my pants, freeing my dick from the tight confides of my underwear.

“Oh!”

Kenzie gasps in surprise when I lift her up and carrying her away from the door. Her legs wrap around my waist, her dress now pushed up to her hips. Her thong is the only thing stopping me from thrusting into her right now, that and the fact that I’m not wearing a condom.

Finally reaching my desk, I set her down on a pile of papers without giving a shit what they are, and grab a condom from my wallet. I quickly pull at her thong until I feel it rip, quickly tossing it to the floor. She moans against my lips when I slide my fingers through her slit. I quickly tear open the condom, cover myself and thrust into Kenzie.

“You’re mine,” I growl in her ear, holding her against me, desperately needing to sink further into even her.

“Hmmmm…” she pushes right back against me.

“Tell me… tell me you’re mine,” I mean it to come out strong and demanding, but instead it comes out more like a plea.

“Yes… I’m yours, Nicholas,” she pants and wraps her arms around my neck.

I don’t know what comes over me, but I thrust hard and fast into her, as I suck and bite at her neck. Her legs grip me tightly, never letting me pull out far from her before I plunge back inside of her warmth. I lose track of the number of times she comes, my name is all but a whisper on her lips after the third time. I’ve been holding myself back, not wanting this moment to end, but when she takes my ear in her teeth and bites down I lose any sense of control I had.

“Mine,” I growl and thrust hard into her one final time.

“Yes,” she moans as my own release triggers another one for her.

Her head falls onto my shoulders, her body going limp against mine. Gently lifting her off the desk, I carry her over to the small sofa against the windows. I sit us down, with her straddling my legs, our connection still intact. My heart is pounding, and my breathing is still erratic, but Kenzie’s fingers teasing my hair grounds me and brings me back to reality. It’s only then do I realize that we are both still partially dressed and that I just fucked her on my desk… SHIT!

“Kenzie… Fuck… I’m sorry.”

“You’re apologizing?” she leans back so she can look at me and fuck if my dick doesn’t twitch as I slip deeper into her.

“I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Shouldn’t have done what exactly?”

“Done that,” I gesture to my desk, confused as to why she isn’t getting what I’m referring to. “I shouldn’t have fucked you-”

“Okay, then,” before I can stop her, she climbs off of my lap, pulls her dress down and goes in search of her blazer.

“Fuck, Kenzie… that’s not what I meant,” my mind is still very much on what just happened, so it takes longer than it should for me to realize she thinks I’m saying we shouldn’t have had sex in the first place.

“It’s fine,” she picks up her blazer and leaves my office before I can find my pants to go after her.

FUCK FUCK FUCK

If I didn’t still have employees in the building, I would run after her right now, dick hanging out and all. Knowing that Melody wouldn’t appreciate seeing that much of me, I quickly toss the condom into the garbage can and throw on my pants. It takes me longer than I would like to put myself back together and by the time I open the door there is no sign of Kenzie anywhere to be seen.

“Mr. Parker, everyone has arrived and is waiting in the board room for you.”

“Thank you,” I look over the elevator willing it to open with Kenzie waiting for me.

“Mrs. Parker just left with Mr. Hunter, sir,” Melody says.

“Thank you, Melody.”

Returning to my office, I throw my phone against the wall, watching it come apart before it hits the floor. I fucking suck at relationships-this is the exact reason I tried so hard to fight my attraction to Kenzie. I knew that I would fuck this up.