Unwanted Heat

It has been nearly a month since Mr. and Mrs. Parker have been seen in public-is there marriage already over? Sources close to PFS report that neither Mr. Parker nor his wife have been to PFS in several weeks.

According to PFS staff, Mr. Parker has been traveling for work, visiting some of their companies outside of New York. However, we have to wonder,

where is Mrs. Parker and what is she doing while her husband is traveling? Or should we be asking what is Mr. Parker doing while he is traveling?

Nicholas Parker is single again ladies!

According to our source, Nicholas Parker is about to be single again! A close friend of the billionaire, playboy, reports that Mrs. Parker moved out of their residence several weeks ago and that a divorce is eminent.

I can’t believe these fuckers! One implies that Kenzie is having an affair, but then changes and says I’m the one having the affair while the other has her moving out. I knew we were taking a chance that the press would print something when we went into hiding however, announcing that my marriage is over is a new low, even for them.

“I’m sorry…” Kenzie says, clearly seeing my anger.

“I expected them to write something since it has been awhile since we’ve been in the public eye.”

“Why don’t we go out tonight?”

“We don’t need to-”

“I think we should. If nothing else, it will show them that there is nothing wrong with our marriage and hopefully they will back off.”

“I doubt that, but you’re right, it probably couldn’t hurt.”

“You have a call in a few minutes, right?” I nod. “I’ll talk to Carter and see where he suggests we go.”

“You sure you want to go?” Hunter confided in Carter that Kenzie seems to be more cautious than normal when they leave the apartment, constantly checking over her shoulder to make sure they’re not being followed. I hate that she’s constantly worrying about her ex getting close to her again.

“I wouldn’t mind getting out of the apartment,” she laughs, a sound I have come to absolutely love.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Me either,” I chuckle. “Oh, by the way, how would you feel about going to Boston this weekend?”

“Boston?”

“Yeah, Boston. Have you ever been there?”

“No, by I’ve heard it’s a beautiful city. Do you do to business in Boston?”

“Not yet. There is a campaign fundraising dinner next weekend for a senator who is proposing a bill that could have an impact on a big client that I’ve been trying to sign for the last couple of years. I thought we could go to the dinner and spend the weekend taking in some of the sites.”

“Have you been there… to Boston I mean?”

“Only for business. I’ve never really seen the city.”

“It’s safe for us to go?”

“I’ve spoken with Carter-this event will be well covered by security because of the people who are attending. It is by invitation only so we have an idea of the guests; plus, he knows the guy who is in charge of security for the entire event.”

“We would be taking the jet?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay. I’ve heard Boston is an amazing city to visit-”

“Now go do whatever it is you do all day-I’m going to go talk to Carter about where we can go tonight.”

She laughs before heading out of my office, and I head back to my desk to dial into the conference call that is going to start in less than five minutes. I spend the rest of the afternoon on conference call after conference call and before I know it, Kenzie is at my door.

“We need to leave in an hour,” she announces.

“Where are we going?”

“There’s a small benefit dinner starting at seven that Carter was able to get us a last minute invitation to.”

“What’s the dinner benefiting?” I don’t know that it really matters at this point since we really do need to be seen in public.

“Some new piece of equipment for the pediatric unit of the hospital; I forget what Carter said it was called, but it sounds like there will be a presentation during the dinner.”

“How did you manage to find something for us to attend, in only a few short hours, that will actually make a difference?” I ask in awe. If I had organized it, we probably just would have gone to dinner somewhere and hoped that someone would have informed the press of our whereabouts. Instead of doing that, Kenzie manages to find a something that will most definitely have press coverage at while keeping the event small.

“That’s what the internet is for,” she smirks. “There’s only supposed to be around one hundred people at the dinner but of course, when Carter made a call, the hospital had no problems adding us to the guest list

-”

“They shouldn’t, considering the amount of money I donate to them every year.”

“I thought something small would be best for tonight and this seemed perfect. Carter handled the payment arrangements for the dinner…”

“Thank you for organizing everything.”

“It gave me something to do,” she shrugs.

“Kenzie, I’m sorry you’ve been cooped up in the apartment for the last few weeks-”

“Don’t apologize; it’s not your fault we are in here. I may not love being stuck in the apartment, but I understand why it’s needed. I’m looking forward to getting out tonight and even more so to heading to Boston with you this weekend.”

“Let’s go take a shower so I can show you just how thankful I am for you organizing everything tonight.”

“Nicholas!” she blushes an adorable shade of pink before turning around and heading to our bedroom.

I quickly follow her into our bathroom, closing the door behind us just as she turns the water on. The sight of her leaning into the shower has an immediate effect on me, as she always does. Before she even turns around I’m hard as granite at the thought of Kenzie naked in my shower. No matter how many times we have showered in here together, I don’t think I will ever get used to the idea of having her in here.

“We need to get in the shower if we’re going to get to the dinner on time,” she whispers as I pull her against me, her back to my front.

Without another word, I strip Kenzie of her clothes and she does the same to me. As soon as we step into the shower, my lips find hers and I pull her beautiful body against mine. She groans against my mouth when I back her against the cool tile wall. My hands roam over her wet skin, feeling the small goosebumps on her arms as she arches her body against mine. With my lips still on hers, I grab her ass and bring her against me so her clit is against my dick. I don’t move, instead I let her take the lead- whether she realizes what she is doing or not, she slowly starts grinding her clit against me. Her hands are tight on my arms, holding me against her while I work her nipples until she is moaning in desperation.

“Nicholas…” her voice is breathy as she pants.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I… I need you.”

“Put me inside of you,” I whisper against her lips.

Her eyes open with my words, her face turning an even darker shade of red at the bluntness of my words, but when I nudge my dick against her clit her own needs overrides any embarrassment or concern. She reaches between us, taking my dick in her hand she lifts herself up so I can reach her center. I bend just slightly, providing the perfect angle to slide into her, but rather than thrusting right into her like I want to, I wait for Kenzie. With her hand on the base of my dick, she pushes me into her ever so slowly. Looking down, it takes everything in me not to come as I watch my dick slowly disappear into her body. She squeals when I grip her ass, pulling her against me until I sink impossibly deeper into her.

“You feel so fucking amazing.”

“Nicholas… please…” she starts slowly moving her body against me.

“Oh fuck, baby,” with her back against the wall and her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, I thrust hard and deep into her until she explodes around me. Her walls convulse around me, gripping me so tightly that moving isn’t an option. As much as I want this to last, I don’t stand a chance when she purposely tries to suck me deeper into her.

“Baby…”

Fuck! She comes again with my name on her lips, just as I find my release; her own orgasm pulling every drop out of me. I put my hand against the wall for support-without it I don’t think I would have the strength to hold both of us up after that mind blowing orgasm. Her legs are wrapped tightly around my waist and when she doesn’t move to break our connection I slowly carry her over to the tile seat. I don’t know how long we sit there-it could have been minutes or hours… time seemed to completely stop as I held her.

“We should get going, we’re going to be late,” Kenzie whispers, her breath against my ear immediately has me twitching inside of her.

“I’d rather just stay here all night.”

“Hmmm, so would I,” she moans when I start to harden again. “But we can’t.”

“We could,” I argue.

“Let’s go to dinner and afterwards we’ll come right back here.”

“We might not make it to the shower,” I smirk and kiss her before she lifts herself off of me.