He was grinning against my lips at first, searching with his hand for the doorknob. I helped him close it, then held him against it to keep any intruders from entering.
“What’s gotten into you?” he asked between kisses, both his hands skimming up my thighs and under my elf skirt.“You’re so attractive right now,” I groaned, hastily unfastened his sash and opening his coat. I frowned when my fingers found his t-shirt instead of skin.He began working on the buttons of my shirt while I clawed at his, yanking down the red, fluffy, jacket and tugging on his shirt. He helped, tossing it over his head until his chest was bare to me. The small matting of chest hair against his rock-hard pecs was sexy under my palms, and I couldn’t help but explore down his abdomen with my fingertips. I was still amazed at how good of shape he was in for sitting in his office a good portion of the day. His rigorous morning routine kept his body so sexKelseyMack’s hand fell from my waist. “Finished at the party already?”Gary’s scowl deepened at Mack’s response.My face was flushed as red as their Santa suits, and as much as I willed myself to look up at them and make up an excuse, I couldn’t move my eyes from the bells on the tips of my slippers. I have no idea how Mack remained calm and collected as if we weren’t just fucking in one of the janitor’s closets.“Well?” Mindy prodded.Mack stepped past me. “Well, what? I was looking for a wipe to clean off my sleeve. A kid got crushed up candy cane all over me.”He held up his wrist, and sure enough, there was a sticky mess. I stared at it along with Gary and Mindy, slightly surprised he hadn’t already complained about it. Mack wasn’t one for messes, and threw fits if things weren’t tidy and in order to his standards.Gary’s face softened some,
MACKWhat was with this woman?Never, in my life, was I the one so invested in beginning a relationship. Women had thrown themselves at me, demanding I settle down and make a commitment, but not the one I so desperately wanted to call mine…well, she is mine, but the need to shout from the rooftops that she’s mine was consuming me.Kelsey Neely was as hard of an egg as I was, and just when I thought I’d cracked her shell, she’d put up a wall again. I tried to brush it off as if it didn’t bother me, but deep down, I wanted to claim her publicly. I needed her by my side, otherwise I was going to go insane.But something inside of me broke tonight when I heard her speaking so negatively about me to Mindy. I knew it was for show, but why would she be so defensive when it came to having a relationship? Behind closed doors, we were as devoted to each other as a married couple.I’d nearly slipped out the L word on her whe
She was vulnerable to me then as I had been to her, naked and skin on skin, lying underneath me with more than just lustful intentions.Now, it was as if she wasn’t sure what she wanted. What happened to the doughy-eyed Kelsey, who wanted me to make love to her bare? Who trusted me enough to pull out of her when her pill consumption wasn’t taken accurately.Biting my lip, I stomped on the gas pedal, speeding until I was home and at my condo.It was empty whenever I was there without Kelsey. She didn’t come over often because our schedules were so busy, but the open space didn’t seem as lonely when her laughter filled it.What was she so afraid of anyway? I broke down my walls for her. I thawed my icy heart over and over for her, yet she can’t take the next step? I was over her excuse of coworkers thinking she’d slept her way to her position. Anyone who worked closely with her knew she was talented at belonged in h
KelseyThe nerve of him for thinking he could persuade me with his penis. So what if it was big and fit inside of me better than a vibrator. He was throwing a fit about my wishes to keep our life private from our co-workers. It was more than irritating, and I had too much pride to give in to his tantrums.When I walked into my tiny apartment, it felt big and lonely. Flipping all the lights on normally made me feel cozy, but now I just felt split open. What was going on with my insides lately? I knew Mack was bringing on those foreign feelings, and we were going to explore them, but why did it feel like we were racing at a Nascar pace? Relationships were supposed to take years to perfect, not months. My heart pounded rapidly when I thought about my future, even more so when I pictured Mack in it.Needing a shower, I tugged off my outfit and hopped in, standing in the steam to help clear my thoughts. It didn’t help when I went to wash myself, feeling the stickin
MackI laid in bed for fifteen minutes before deciding to go to Shamrocks. A drink with Cody might help calm my thoughts. Cody had an easy way of solving problems, and although his first instinct was to flee or disregard serious decisions, sometimes I wish I could decipher my thoughts as easily as him.Putting on jeans and a Guardian’s T-shirt, I grabbed my jacket and headed for my car. I debated calling Kelsey on my way to the bar, but her stubbornness was driving me crazy, and I’d most likely put my foot in my mouth for the umpteenth time.The bar was quiet for a Saturday night, and the moment I opened the front door, my body stiffened. There she was, my sexy little vixen, sitting with Mindy at the bar top, holding a glass half full of clear liquid. Was she drowning in her sorrows over me? Did she ache to be reunited as badly as I did?Without thinking, I paced toward her, keeping both hands in my jacket pockets. If I didn’t find a spot for
KelseyMack hadn’t texted me since walking out on me at Shamrocks almost two weeks ago. He was cryptic with his words, and I didn’t know how to take his interaction. After he left, I couldn’t help but wonder if he thought I was the one who should be apologizing.I found myself constantly checking my phone throughout the week, curious why he hadn’t sent me anything crude as an icebreaker like he always did.I’d be damned if I texted him first. He was in the wrong, not me. Yet, I was losing sleep over the agony of not knowing what was going through his mind.“What’s up with you?” Mindy asked, bringing me my favorite coffee. It was Friday morning, and I was itching for one-thirty to strike the clock. That would be when I’d get to see Mack, and maybe he’d apologize for being such a douche.“I’m just tired.”She nodded her head. “Tell me about it. Christma
I wasn’t going to go to his office. I was going to stand him up, that is, until the time got closer, and lunch dragged on as if time had stopped to draw out my anger. He was infuriating, acting as though he were God’s gift to women one minute, then as if he were God’s gift to me.Two could play at that game, and for the last twenty minutes of my lunch break, I ran to the department store down the street, purchasing something that he wouldn’t be able to resist, then I’d deny the son-of-a-bitch.Teach him to be a dick to me again, I thought, storming to his office. I wasn’t even going to wait patiently while Ms. Carmicheal sat anxiously by the phone, waiting for him to bark orders at her. No, I was going to fly into that office and be the vixen that drove Mackenzie Craft insane.To my surprise, when I got there, his assistant wasn’t at her desk. I laughed under my breath. I knew she’d quit sooner than later.But
His hips pressed on, and stilled, his cock jolting as it expelled his orgasm.Did he just come before me?I wiggled my hips furiously, chasing for my own release, but he pulled out as quickly as he shoved himself inside of me.My jaw was locked open, my chest heaving in bewilderment. I craned my head over my shoulder. “Are you serious?”His chest was rising and falling in attempts to calm his breathing while he fastened his belt. He met my eyes and shrugged. “Sorry.”“Sorry?” I wanted to scream at him. Scrambling from the table, I got into his face, breasts half hanging out of my corset. “Are you fucking kidding me? Really? You’re going to play games like that?”He fiddled with the cuffs on his sleeves. “What? Isn’t that what your plan was when you walked through that door?”I sucked on the insides of my cheeks. Shit. “No.”He raised an eyebrow in my dire