Kelsey
“I’ve missed you,” Craft murmured across my cheek. A heavy breath escaped his nostrils. “The past few months have been…”
He sighed into my neck, the fluttering of his eyelashes tickling the lobe of my ear. A soft giggle escaped my kiss-swollen lips from the gentle brush. “Long,” I finished his sentence for him.“Lonely,” he added.I knew what I wanted when I put on the Caribbean blue dress this morning. I’d longed to zip-up the chiffon fabric and run back to Mackenzie Craft the moment he came groveling at my doorstep but wrestling with my conscience to give him my full trust was a constant brawl and would be for a while. He was as cunning as ever but could be downright nasty. I’d never known a man so intelligent and diligent at everything he did, until I met the handsome Mr. Craft.When we’d started our meeting an hour ago, both of my blue heels had been firmly placHis smirk was devious. “And if I snuck into your hotel room? Maybe found the same elevator? I’m sure there’s a conference table somewhere at your hotel.”I raised a brow at him. “Taboo foreplay would not mask your stalker behavior.”He shrugged. “We could always pretend.”I shook my head then paced to the doorway. “I’m going to leave with the mentality that you’re joking about the stalking.”His chair squeaked, and before I could reach for the door handle, he grabbed my wrist and turned me, pinning me seductively against the door. “Of course, I’m joking. I can’t help it that when my eyes are on you all these filthy fantasies just trounce through my brain.”The corner of my mouth tugged upward, and my hand found his jaw. He leaned into my touch, his eyelids becoming heavy. It was a sweet gesture, a simple caress that I’d refrained from giving him during our p
Once I hit the second floor, I darted toward Mindy’s desk, thankful no one was waiting to meet with Gary Sneed, her boss. “Hey,” I said quietly, aware that the door to Gary’s office was cracked open. He wasn’t like Craft, he and Mindy had a fantastic working relationship, and Gary was warm and friendly to anyone who walked through his business doors. Although his last name was shared with Craft’s on the building sign, he was much more laid back and humble.“Kelsey!” She greeted, her tone low but filled with excitement. “Did you do it? Are you going to be back? Or did you tell that pervert to fuck off?”Letting my eyes wander around the room one more time, making sure no one was lurking around a desk or along the back hallway, I pulled a chair next to her and sat. In a heated whisper, I said, “I’m back!”She squealed, hugging me while we were both still in our chairs. I shushed her, lowering
MackMy second meeting for the afternoon had zero comparison to the impromptu visit with Ms. Neely. Gaining new clients used to be my favorite accomplishment in my office, but now, bending Kelsey over my conference table held the title, favorite office activity.I’d had trouble keeping a clear thought while discussing the new chain of coffee shops with the coffee connoisseur, Charles Grobbs. As always, we had the skills and tools to offer them in terms of growing their business with our solid marketing plans. Convincing him that Craft and Sneed had what he needed to be successful was my specialty. I might be a crude ass, but when it came to making money and promoting a business, I knew where the focal points in a strong campaign needed to be.Even with the constant reminder of Kelsey’s warm flesh sprawled needily underneath me, I somehow made it through the meeting, and Mr. Grobbs left with a verbal commitment and a healthy confidence in our servic
“What was so wrong with our last minute Vegas trip? It doesn’t have to be Vegas, it can be anywhere. When’s the last time we had a guy’s night out on the town?”“Vegas,” I said flatly. “I became the babysitter for you and Shrek.”Shrek was another friend from our fantasy baseball league.Cody’s lips curled. “See, I don’t even remember that, so that means we’re due. Besides, Shrek is busy, so he won’t convince me to mix drinks and take random hits from the hot girls on the street. Come on,” he goaded, “We can relax, enjoy St. Patrick’s Day, maybe find some ladies in another area code. I know you’ve got picks of the liter in this office, but-”I cut him off. “I don’t mingle with my personnel.”He laughed, assuming Kelsey was more than just an employee.I stood from my seat, walking around my desk. “Just beca
Checking my own phone, it was past 10PM, and I wondered if Mack was still awake. “Do you care if I take a shower? I’d rather do it tonight versus in the morning.”Finishing her glass of wine, she popped up from the couch and headed toward the kitchen. “Go for it, I’m going to head to bed.” Setting her wine glass in the dishwasher, she added, “There should be extra towels in the bathroom closet, and if you’re not picky, there’s shampoo and soap you can use if you don’t want to unpack your stuff.”“Thanks.” I stood from the couch, grabbing my bag and digging through it for a tank top and shorts to wear after my shower. I waited for Mindy to close her bedroom door, then tiptoed to the bathroom.Leaning next to the counter, I tossed my clothes by the sink and swiped through my phone. I’d text Mack, just to see if he were up. Thinking about his abs were making my thighs clench togethe
Finding the soap, I squirted some on my hands, then leaned backward against the tile. Now, when I massaged my breasts, he could see the tops of the curves as I pushed them upward, my nipples just out of view.He groaned, his bicep moving faster, his eyes never leaving the screen. I licked my lips again, moving one of my hands down my belly, then cupping between my legs.He moved forward in his chair, his stomach clenching while he watched me. Could he tell I was touching myself lower? What was my giveaway? I could see the screen wasn’t capturing my hand movements, was he just imagining as I was? Maybe he was reliving when we had been together before.Before I could control myself anymore, my finger dipped between my folds, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive button. It felt amazing, but nothing compared to when Mack would touch me there.His breathing picked up, matching mine, his eyes now locked with mine. His jaw was tight, his lips trembling
He pointed his finger at me. “I knew you screwed your receptionist yesterday morning, you’re such a playboy.”I shook my head. Why did everyone assume I slept with my receptionists? They typically didn’t even last a month. Kelsey had been the only one from my office I’d had the urge to chase after and engage in sexual acts. I’d been with a few very aggressive interns, but never during company time. When it came to pleasing myself in my office and during work time, it was just her. And it was going to stay that way… unless I freaked her out by following her across states to another city for a weekend with the hopes of… I didn’t even know what I was hoping for by following her.I ran my hands over my head. “It wasn’t her.”Cody smiled. “Was it Kelsey? That’s fantasy girl’s name, right?”Sighing, I peered over at him through my hands. “Yes.”“Yes,
KelseyMindy was buzzing the whole taxi ride into the city, thrilled to be back in the big city she called home. “I’m not saying Chicago is better than Cleveland, but there’s something livelier about these streets.”“Couldn’t be the bums,” I said quietly as we passed by a shelter.She waved me off. “Not here, I’m talking about deep into the city, you know, where Oprah is.”How could I forget? Mindy grew up in a penthouse on the North side of the City. She didn’t know what poverty was when she was growing up. In her eyes, Cleveland was no comparison.I didn’t grow up in a big city, but a small suburb. It wasn’t city life by any means, but we also didn’t need to drive miles to get to a grocery store.Eventually we were driving along the lakeshore, the high as clouds buildings stacked next to one another, fancy people with their designer outfits and extravagant hand