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  Her hand stilled over the glass and she bit her bottom lip. This little reaction made him wonder where his confident little minx had gone.

  “I shouldn’t be here.”

  She pushed up out of the booth and shoved her way through the throng of people toward the door. Chad was out of the booth before he knew what he was doing and going after her. Once he got outside, he saw her standing against the wall, looking down at her shoes.

  “Kendra…”

  She looked up at him, her eyes glittering with unshed tears.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “A lot…the most important being I don't want to go home right now.”

  “Come on,” he said, holding his hand out for her. “My place is close by.”

  The thought of Kendra in his place, excited him more than it should have. She would be the first woman to see it since Selina left him for Rafe.

  Chapter Six

  ~

  After months of sleeping around with her usual four guys, never has she had to worry about them ever meeting. Why had she gone outside of that circle and slept with the hot bartender? Of all people, he had to be related to Chad.

  “Do you want a drink?” he called out from the kitchen. Chad’s apartment was pristine, almost as if no one lived here. He had a large entertainment system mounted on the wall with a slate grey L shaped couch in front of it. A gaming console was attached and lay in a clear drawer beside the TV.

  “Sure.”

  She took a seat on the couch and relaxed into the softness. Somehow, she was nervous although she knew she was safe with Chad. The scene with Jack before the bar had her on edge still…and then Raphael…god…she hadn’t even asked his name. Chad appeared a few moments later with two glasses of wine. White wine. Good choice considering how clumsy she was and his white carpet looked like the perfect disaster zone for her.

  “Why didn't you want to go home?”

  He took a seat next to her but not too close and turned so he could look at her. She sat on the edge of the seat and looked down into the wine debating whether it was a good time to tell him everything. He was still her boss.

  “My flatmate is in a mood,” she said. “He’s never really been mean to me before so I kinda high tailed it out of there without my bag.”

  Which meant she was stuck here.

  “Fair enough. You’re welcome to stay here for as long as you need. As you can see, there’s a lot of room unfilled.”

  Taking a sip of the wine, she was delighted to discover it wasn’t bitter like most wines were but soft and sweet on her tongue.

  “I told you…I don’t want a relationship with you…you know I fucked your brother now…you can’t still want me after that.”

  “Have you met my brother?” he smiled. “He’s not exactly in it for the relationships either.”

  “But you are?”

  “I just got divorced…I don’t want to commit to anything at all to be honest.”

  “So…what is it you want to talk about? You said ground rules.”

  The wine was getting even more delicious the more she drank. Was that even possible?

  “I need to know what you are in to…what do you like?”

  “Constant sex…mostly in scenarios where I can get caught…”

  “Oh…I’ve picked up on that much.”

  Smiling at his comment, she continued. “I’ve had boyfriends before but…I really don’t want more than sex…my job takes up most of my time…or it did…now all I want is to do my job properly and have as much guilt-free sex as possible.”

  She took a deep breath, waiting for him to answer. Was he going to kick her out for being a slut? Ever since she could remember, she had wanted to do things her way and never be tied down to one thing. That was partially the reason why she didn’t do so well in school. She hated group projects and hardly ever participated.

  “That’s easy…why are you so nervous about that?”

  “Most guys judge me for that.”

  “You may not be like all the other girls I’ve been with, and I’m not like any other guy you’ve been with.”

  He stood up and took her wine glass off her before placing both of them down on the coffee table.

  “Come with me.”

  She took his hand and allowed him to lead her to the windows of his apartment. He had views all over the city. It was actually quite breathtaking to see all the glittering lights of the buildings and streets below.

  “Wow.”

  “The best part of the divorce settlement was this apartment. She got everything else.”

  “Sounds charming.”

  Chad chuckled behind her. “I hurt her…it made sense that she would want to hurt me too.”

  “You cheated?”

  “Yes. Does that bother you?”

  Kendra usually couldn’t stand the idea of cheaters but…for some reason she couldn’t fault Chad and his past.

  “No.”

  His hands slid up underneath her top and smoothed over her tummy sending ripples of desire shooting down to her crotch. His fingertips pushed her bra cups up and pulled at her nipples. Kendra fell back into his body as his fingers tweaked her nipples in semi-sharp turns. She let out a hiss before his hands moved down her stomach and to her belt.

  She tried to turn in his arms to face him but he pushed her forward toward the glass, her hands pressed up onto the glass for support. She could see down into the opposite building. Two men were chatting by the window, and could clearly see her being fondled if they looked out. She could feel her pussy clamp at the thought of being watched. He was doing this on purpose, because of what she said earlier…he was giving her what she wanted and damn didn’t that make her wetter than she already was.

  Chad made quick work of her belt and pulled it free from the loops of her jeans, and threw it aside. The buckle made a loud clunk on the floor somewhere to her left. He unzipped the fly and pulled at the sides of her jeans until they slid down her hips and to her knees.

  “Step out of them,” he said. His voice was deeper, showing his desire for her.

  She did as she was told, pushing them to the side of where she stood. Chad’s hands were moving the elastic of her panties aside and locating her clit.

  “Relax into me,” he told her. She did that, keeping her hands on the glass window, and moving her legs apart. Chad held onto her with one arm and continued to work her clit with the other.

  Kendra gasped, her legs becoming loose beneath her but Chad was remarkably strong for an office worker. His fingers slid down her now wet slit and pushed into her. Two fingers were stretching her pussy walls as he slowly pulled them out and pushed them back in again.

  “Harder…” she moaned.

  “You like it rough, don’t you?” he whispered into her ear. “That’s okay, baby, we’re only starting…”

  A thrill shot through her then at the thought of experiencing everything Chad had to offer without anyone disturbing them. As much as she loved the idea of getting caught…sometimes when you rushed….you missed so much and there was a lot of Chad she hadn’t explored yet. His other hand now moved down to rub against her clit, his forefinger finding her nub and rubbing her own juice around it. The sensations of him fingering her as well as the clit massage had her knees shaking and her body quivering. Kendra leant against the window, scared it would break but unable to move away from his hands.

  His fingering increased in rhythm and she knew she was done for. Her knees buckled again and he pushed her ass out to rest against his thighs, his legs were underneath hers for support as his fingers plundered their way to give her a release. It was coming. Her toes were curling up into the soles of her heels as her clit throbbed under the constant pressure from his fingertip.

  “Agh,” she groaned loudly as the first wave hit her hard. Her knees collapsed and she fell against the window. Her fear was swallowed by the immense pleasure she was experiencing. She opened her eyes opened as the waves continued to flow only to see the tw
o men were now watching the show, their mouths wide open.

  Good.

  She began to calm down from her orgasm when Chad pulled her back up against him. His cock pushing into her back as he yanked her top off fully and undid her bra. Standing, face toward the window, completely naked she could see the two men had pulled up chairs and were drinking beer while watching her and Chad. She couldn’t believe how hot that made her. The sound of a fly being undone came from behind her and clothes being shucked off, and then his hands were back on her bare skin.

  “You’re so wet,” he whispered into her mouth, his cock pushed in between her ass cheeks lightly. “I want you this way all the time…while you’re answering phone calls, when we’re at dinner…any time I see that goddamn beautiful face I want to know you’re wet for me.”

  Kendra had no time to answer. Chad pushed her legs open wider, lifting one leg up and hooking it over his arm, he positioned himself so that he could take her weight and moved the head of his cock to her entrance.

  “Now…I want to hear you scream my name as I bring you to another orgasm.”

  She chuckled. “You’ll have to earn my scream, Chad.”

  “Mr. Caraway…”

  “Yes, sir, Mr Caraway,” she giggled as he pushed into her fully. Gasping, she gripped onto the window panes for support as he shifted her so that he could start pumping.

  “The glass is reinforced…don’t be scared.”

  She put her hands on the glass just as he pushed her forward. The cool glass tingled her warm nipples as he worked his hand over to her clit and slowed his pace down. She felt her clit throbbing under his expert fingers as he began to pick up his pace again. His cock slammed into her, balls slapped against the backs of her leg as he grunted into her neck.

  “Oh God!” she called out as the first wave of her climax hit her. His movements didn’t slow, instead, he got harder inside her, pushing into her roughly as possible which sent her over the edge screaming his name.

  Chapter Seven

  ~

  Chad pulled from Kendra's sweet hole and moved her from the window back to the table. He had wanted to take her on this thing some she had shown up at his house that first time. She moaned as he pushed her back on the hard oak and opened her legs for him. Her pink folds, slick with her womanly juice, glistened in front of him, tempting him to the edge of insanity. He moved forward, his cock jutting straight out in front of him proudly, and pushed himself back inside her with a tenderness he didn't know he had in him. Her legs wound around his waist instantly, heels digging into his ass. That was all he needed. He pulled out fully and rammed back into her with all his might. She moaned as her back arched up off the table. Chad unlocked her legs from his waist and brought them up to rest on his chest and shoulders so he could lift her ass up and get deeper. She was holding herself up from the table so he could continue to get deeper which only made him harder, if that was at all possible.

  "Fuck, Kendra... "

  Chad pumped into her a few more times before emptying himself into her and slumped over onto her, unable to pull out. He felt her arms encircle him, hands running down his sweat-slicked back. It wasn't something anyone had done after sex before but he liked it. Slowly, he got up and pulled from her and walked to the couch to lay down. He hadn't been laying for a minute when he heard her soft footfalls on his floorboards followed by silence as she made her way onto the carpet. She came to sit beside him on the couch.

  "Kendra... You're going to have to give me a minute. "

  "I think you have earned the right to call me Kenny."

  "Still going to need to give me a couple of minutes."

  She laughed and placed her hand on his upper thigh. "You sure?"

  "Are you trying to kill me?"

  “If you're not up for the task, I could always give a friend a call to come and get me…I wouldn't want you having a heart attack…”

  He yanked her arm up so she fell on top of him with an excited squeal. Her body curved into his in the most perfect way that it made his chest seize up. He had never felt that with anyone, especially not with his ex-wives. Kendra’s dainty fingers traced over his tattoo sending sparks shooting up his arm.

  “What’s this tatt mean?”

  “It's paying respect to my uncle and best friend. They died.”

  “How?”

  “They died in action in Iraq.”

  He had been so devastated after his guardian had been killed that he had tried to talk his best mate Trey from going but his friend had been adamant and just eight months later, the notification he had been dreading the most had come. That had been when the trouble with Selina started because she didn’t want him to get a tatt, even though it was for the two men in his life he could depend on.

  “I'm sorry.”

  “Thanks.”

  “It's beautiful…the barbed wire and rose thorns mean anything?”

  “It was something my uncle used to say…a rose’s thorn could be disguised with the prettiness of the flower but underneath it could cut you open like barbed wire. He told me to always be wary of the pretty things in life because there was always a harsher truth to it.”

  “Wise man.”

  “He was…so are you going to tell me why you don’t want to go home? Or stick with the story you told me?”

  She chuckled harshly, without humour, before sitting up at the base of his feet. “It's hard to explain.”

  “Try me.”

  As Kendra explained her relationship to this Jack, and how they came to live together, he felt his anger mount. Her family life seemed a little hard, and for that, he wanted to roll her up in bubble wrap and keep her with him…where was this protective streak coming from?

  “So…that's it. I'm sure he will calm down eventually.”

  “If he is in love with you, I doubt he will. Why don't you move out with another friend?”

  She shifted uncomfortably on the couch and looked over at him with a shy smirk. “I don't really have friends…girls just don't understand me and guys usually just want to fuck me.”

  He knew that feeling all too well but he really couldn’t blame the men. Kendra was drop dead gorgeous.

  “Why did you stop wearing your tight bun and super conservative outfits? Is it just to tease me?”

  “Sort of. I have always hated having to dress up that way. Matthew had a chat to me when I first started working for him.”

  “I like the outfits now…they seem more you.”

  Kendra crawled back up on top of him, and his cock sprang to life. His head grazed the sweet, wet opening of her pussy lightly before she moved higher, teasing him. He tried to bring her mouth down for a kiss but she moved her head away.

  “Why do you do that? Why do you avoid kissing me?”

  “Kissing is intimate…and leads to disaster. I only want fun.”

  “As do I but kissing increasing sexual desire.”

  Kendra looked down, between their bodies, and back at him. “Do you need help with that?”

  Laughing, he pulled her down so her pussy laid on the underside of his cock, coating it. A small moan escaped from her mouth before he crushed his lips against hers. She stiffened at the impact. He coaxed her mouth open with his tongue as he ground his cock against her pussy. She opened her mouth on a moan which he capitalised on as he shoved his tongue into her mouth and massaged her tongue with his own. Kendra’s hands went to his shoulders for support. She didn't pull from his mouth, instead, she moaned into him and started to grind her pussy against his cock, sliding up and down. He moved one hand down between them and wedged his cock to her entrance, the head just slightly inside. Kendra sat up, putting all her weight on her knees as she looked down at him.

  “So…I'll take this as you being ready again?”

  “Fuck me, Kenny.”

  Smiling, she moved back to put her hands on his thighs as she angled her pussy forward and down his long length. Chad let out a strangled groan as he felt her move up again ever so slowly, r
elishing in the feel of his silky shaft.

  “I said fuck me…”

  He hadn't meant it to sound so menacing but it had come out a growl. Kendra smiled as she edged down on him again and started to pick up the pace. From this angle, he could see his cock disappearing inside of her and out of her slick with her juices. It had his balls squeezing tight, threatening an early release. Godddamn it, he was not a kid anymore…he could hold his load surely. Moving one hand up, he found her clit through her exposed folds and began to circle her nub with his thumb. Kendra blew out a harsh breath as the sensations shot through her. Her pace picked up and she moved forward to rest her hands on his chest. His thumb was pushed to the side as she rode his cock hard. He gripped her hips with both his hands and let her take the reins. Kendra's moans echoed through the air as her climax approached. Within moments, she flew apart on top of him. Once her pussy unclenched, he pulled her off him and pushed her so that she hung over the couch and pushed her legs out. His cock slid into her soaking pussy easily and he continued fucking her from behind. Her moans continued as his cock plundered for hidden gold. Kendra moved up and pushed him back. Confused, he thought he had hurt her until she smiled deviously and got onto her knees on the floor and pulled his cock into her mouth. She sucked off her own juices before she worked the head of his cock with her tongue. Flicks and swirls landed upon his now overused member sending his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His hand went to the back of her head and pushed her further down his cock. He could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

  “Fuck…Kendra!”

  She looked up at him with those devilish eyes and sucked him back down her throat. She was enjoying this as much as he was. That was it. He was done for. Grabbing hold of the couch beside him, he let is balls empty into her mouth. The jet spurts never seemed to end but Kendra never let one drop go. She swallowed his entire load down that delicate little throat. When he finally fell back on the couch, satiated, he pulled her up beside him. Smoothing her hair back from her face, he asked her the one question he couldn't get out of his head since she spoke of her living situation earlier.