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Porter's Reward What Sleaze?
He grinned and didn’t look up. “That you knew. But why I dropped her may be a little less known to you.”He’d said she cheated with Logan. I remembered his words from the club.Does he really know that? I wondered. Still somehow hoping it wasn’t. My mind’s way of trying to protect me from my own humiliation.I shrugged. “I’d assume the same ol’. One of you cheated?”Was Susan really the only one that cheated? I hadn’t really realized that I’d crossed my arms disapprovingly. Suspecting that he might be just as guilty. Because like Logan, women tended to flock to him.“Yes. It is the classic tale.” He admitted.“Did you do it too?” I couldn’t help the note of accusation.He turned his head to me, eyes wide at the sound of that note. “Not me.”“You sure about that?”“Pretty sure I’m present where my dick is.” He said a bit harshly. My brows went up. “You think I’d do that?”“I’ve seen the way women respond to you.” I began.“You don’t.” He cut me off.I’m not entirely immune. I mentally
Porter's Reward A Fine Woman
“Full?” He asked after swallowing a bite of his food.I looked at my plate. The pretty strawberry salad was gone. All that was left was a hearty chunk of the buttery steak. “More than.”“You mind?” He aimed his fork at the remaining half.“Not at all.”Please take it, before I try to eat more.He stole it and helped himself to it.“Quite an appetite.” I remarked.He nodded.It seemed surprising he could down so much and still have that trim narrow shape.I glanced over at that wall that was lined with hand weights.He must work out a lot to eat that way.“You never eat at work.” I noted.“Don’t do anything but sit there.”I thought about that. Probably true.This version of Porter struck me as being very active. When he was at Chase & Walker he was sitting doing accounting. Seeming entirely at peace doing nothing but scribbling in ledgers and typing notes on his computer.But when he’s not there, he’s like this.“Do you make more as a bouncer?”He nearly choked. “Definitely. But we pr
Porter's Reward A Different Day
MONDAYThe couch truly was terrible. Getting off it was more like flopping over on my stomach and crawling toward the bathroom until the feeling returned in my legs.I didn’t know if Teresa and Rita were staring at him in their usual longing way. I couldn’t tell because I seemed to be too busy doing it myself.Why do I keep staring?Because he was wearing a pinstripe gray suit today. With a cream-colored button up underneath. Looking comfortable as the accountant with the wide-brimmed glasses he kept pushing up that straight nose.Nothing like the muscled bouncer in tactical pants I’d watched dressing a few days ago.I blew a long breath. I’ve got to get away from him.Staying in his apartment was going nowhere good.This morning after I’d evolved my plan, I’d followed the scent of coffee to a pot he had on the kitchen counter. But when I’d turned to try to find my thermos in the box I’d packed, I found it sitting on the counter.I twisted the lid and peeled it open. Seeing the milky
Porter's Reward Difficulties with Men
I should’ve noticed it before.What if that meant it wasn’t Logan’s account?But it was opened the same day. I told myself. Shaking my head slightly.It’s not though…Then who’s is it?“Can you open the account registry?” I asked.He sent me a sharp look. “Why? You know what day it was opened and by who.”“But I…” I eyed him and realized that I couldn’t explain it.Not without seeming even more careless and self-involved.I’d already claimed that I thought I was justified in stealing from Logan. But if it’s not even Logan’s…Then I’ve just been stealing. Period.I decided in that moment it was better if he didn’t look. I chewed my bottom lip.What would he think if he realized it wasn’t even Logan’s?I was just robbing clients… I was sweating and breathing raggedly.He leaned forward, the chair squeaking beneath him and his sandalwood cologne filling my nostrils as he peered at me. “Everything okay.”No!Whose account is this? I wanted to yell.“Yeah.” I straightened. “I’m good.”“Alr
Porter's Reward Brown
I need to check the bucket.I went in and saw that the bucket was indeed nearly spilling over. I quickly dumped it. Lugging the heavy thing to the bathroom and dumping it before returning it to the Living Room under the leak.I dialed the manager again leaving him another message that I was still waiting on Maintenance to check the roof.“Uggh.” Groaning in frustration. I turned around and went to round up some of my brightest towel and washcloths. Piling them on my couch so I’d remember to take them when I left.I was already envisioning Porter’s face when he saw them in his bathroom. Quietly replacing his black and white towels.But thinking of Porter had me thinking about how he looked in those rolled up button ups and those tightfitting tactical pants.My eyes shifted to my room.I lifted my phone and checked the time. Thinking Porter wouldn’t even be heading back to his apartment for another forty minutes.I flopped onto my bed and let my mind wander. Feeling the arousal climbing
Porter's Reward Decorating
“Were you worried about me, Porter?”“Kane.” He corrected. Turning and heading into his apartment.“Were you?” I persisted.“Yes.” He said flatly. “I don’t know many women, but I worry about the ones I do.”“That could be considered rather sexist.”“That I want to make sure you’re safe?” He glanced over his shoulder.“That you think I can’t keep myself safe.”“When the hell did I say that?” He whirled around. “I don’t think that. You’re a very capable woman. But you spend all your time looking after your mother. Who looks after you?”That cut me to the quick.“I…”“Just let me know you’re okay next time, alright?” He said a bit impatiently.“Okay…”“I have to get ready for work.” He headed for his room to change.I carried in my towels and washcloths to set them on the side table.***In no time he was out in those same dark clothes, except tonight he wore the button up open over a t-shirt that had block white lettering saying Security across the back.He looked at the stacks of towel
Porter's Reward What I Ached for
I woke faintly just before dawn. I’d somehow unraveled from my large white comforter dotted with pink roses. I grasped for it but couldn’t find it.I was so cold. It must’ve slipped onto the floor.It was too dark, and I was too tired to hunt it down.Shivering with teeth chattering, I crawled under the blanket I laid over. Barely noting I couldn’t see it at all in the dark. Which meant it was Porter’s black comforter.I was in such a hurry to slither beneath it that I accidentally kicked into a bare calf. Hissing through my teeth I moved further away from him. Noticing I could hear his even breathing on the far side of the bed. I scooted onto my side so I could keep him in view across the bed.The problem with this position was that, being on my side, I caught a hearty whiff of musky cologne on the pillow. Smelling like forest wood and a hint of pine.Smelling like he does everytime he gets too close.Which is all the time…It was wafting into my nose and having a potent effect on me
Porter's Reward In Too Deep
What have I gotten myself into?“Porter…” I said pleadingly. Knowing that I should deny him but unable to recall wanting anything this badly in a long time.“Kane.” He corrected.“I can’t…”“You mean you shouldn’t…” He stroked a bit faster. Making my body jounce as he increased the speed. Making my ass slide over the sheets.My hand reflexively slid from beneath his to over his, to urge him in further.He accommodated, growling in his throat. A hard male sound. He was grinding slightly against my hip.I could feel his rigid length rubbing me there. Leaning over my thigh as if straining to get closer to my most intimate place.“It’s up to you, Love.” He slid his hand from inside me. Retracting it from above the waist of my shorts to reach beneath my shirt. Palming a full breath and rolling it to test its weight. “What do you want?”I was already busted masturbating. What more would it cost me to admit I wanted him? To give in to myself for one night.I reminded myself I had terrible ta
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Porter's Reward Disappointments
“Well,” Nita slapped my desk. “My work is done.” She stood and rounded on Kane. “This one is going to cost you.” She pointed at him. He smiled fondly at her. “Slow barbecued ribs, I remember. Long as you make some of that potato salad.” She slapped his shoulder when she was next to him. “Of course.” She stretched sideways to give his cheek a light peck as though he were a brother before smoothly exiting the office. “She’s a pitbull.” I shook my head in wonder. “You should’ve seen her in the courtroom.” Kane shook his head in disbelief. Settling his suit jacket over his chest. “It was so brutal, I was uncomfortable for Logan.” “Well, I’m glad someone was. Because he certainly wasn’t.” He nodded grudgingly at that. “Well, he’ll have plenty of time to think about it, with his wages cut and sitting at home, trying to find other ways to access beautiful, capable, women.” He walked over to stand befor
Porter's Reward Never Came
I was standing next to my desk, not wanting to be sitting when Logan came in. I didn’t want him to catch me off-guard. I was as prepared as I could be for the awful confrontation. But Logan never came. Instead, I saw the legal team carrying boxes, escorting him down the hall like a flock of busy blackbirds. Chirping different things while he talked to them in a clipped, annoyed tone. With boxes? I watched them. Turning my head to follow their progress past the glass walls of my office. It was only a few minutes after that, while I was still standing there bemusedly, that Kane entered the office in his fine suit. But his mouth was tight and he looked a bit saddened. Nita’s face was unreadable. At least for me. I don’t know her well enough yet. “What happened?” I asked quickly. Afraid to move. Afraid something bad was going to happen. Kane stopped just inside the office. B
Porter's Reward Cutthroat
His warm weight was along my back. His legs molding my legs as he slid his erection along the crack of my ass. Stroking himself in the warm crease. Getting harder by the second. He swept one arm beneath my ribs to lift me slightly. The other was along the front of my chest, just below my neck. Holding me where I was while he kissed my ears and cheek. When he lowered enough to straighten his cock and slide it into my entrance it was that warm, stretching relief. The feeling of satiation that only he could offer. My body superheated. And he stroked into me. Holding me to him as though he intended to never let me go. Eventually his hands molded along my biceps so he could lean up. Holding me there while he angled in more deeply. “Ahh.” I cried in surprise, feeling the sudden depth of him touching me more deeply. He rolled his hips forward, testing his length in my channel. Finding the objecting barr
Porter's Reward Court Tomorrow
“You don’t have to go, you know?” “I do.” Kane said flatly. I said nothing. Unsure what to say. “It is absolutely about protecting you.” He read my thoughts. “But it’s more than that.” I waited. Intrigued. “The way he treats people in this office is deplorable. Threatening, groping, demeaning. Now woman deserves that.” For the first time, it dawned on me that he was right. I’m not the only one he sexually harassed. It was how Logan had often coaxed women to his bed. But not every woman in the Chase and Walker departments was a whore. So, how many could he have tried to bully into his bed. My eyes widened and my stomach got a little sick. Perhaps, I was to blame for that. My silence, for fear of Logan kicking me out of the company, might’ve exposed other woman to Logan’s shit treatment. Kane was reading my features. Something he was getting rather good at. “Don’t you dare
Porter's Reward To the Core
“To think, I once thought you…Safe.” I said ruefully. Safe…I was shaking my head at myself. How many times had I thought how silly that word was, in application to him? He lifted his head in surprise. “I am safe.” I searched his face. Sensing the severity in his meaning. “For you.” He vowed. “I will never hurt you, Angel. If you stay by my side, I’ll give you everything.” I nodded. Sensing the deep sincerity. As if he was now offering me everything he’d yearned to give me back then. “You were enough then too, Kane. You know that?” It was something that really needed saying. His brow furrowed. As if in doubt. I felt the immediate need to reassure him. As he would me. “When you were, K.P.” I explained. “You were enough. I was just too young and dumb to see it.” He laughed and dropped sideways over me. “Isn’t that the story of everyone’s life?”
Porter's Reward A Beast
I licked my lips but found this even harder to admit. He leaned over me, pushing that finger in further as he began to move it with his hips, simulating what he’d soon be doing to me. Now he could whisper into the shell of my ear. “All tied up and whimpering. Unable to stop me while I take you…” My back jerked upward and I nearly came, but he pulled that finger away. Making me growl in frustration and writhe furiously. But before the sound had even reached completion, he’d replaced that finger with his long pulsing member. Which was starving to intrude into my tight channel. Pulling my walls apart as it delved into my very center. Reminding me how powerful he was in this moment. How easy it would be for him to hurt me if he stretched just a little too far. He’s long enough to do it. He could destroy me. Hurt me irreparably. He could scratch me, bite me. Things I’d always feared Logan might try to do, every tim
Porter's Reward Desire
I almost couldn’t believe I’d admitted out loud. That I want to belong to him. I could imagine life with Kane being just what he’d shown me so far. Pleasant evenings in his blue jeans making dinner together, drinking sweet wines, going for drives in his fancy blue spider that smelled of leather and his woodsy cologne, even him going off to do what was needed at the Red Tar while I waited eagerly for him to return. Keeping his bed warm. Then waking to blearily watch him pull on his shorts to go for his run. Then falling back asleep until my alarm blared. Then rising and going to the kitchen to get my thermos, already full and warm and steaming with the fresh brew, he made me every morning. Walking into that office and seeing his handsome features across from me. Knowing he’s mine. And I’m his. That was getting me wet. All of it. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Watching his f
Porter's Reward Yours
My wrists strained at the bit of Velcro and buckles, wanting so badly to touch him. I was finding it incredibly hard to track all he was saying. “Wh-what do y-you want, Kane?” “You. No resistance, no distance. You. Bare, vulnerable.” He caught my breast and squeezed its shape in a sensual motion as he finished. “Mine.” He was watching my face intently. Parting his lips as I parted mine. Watching each nuance of my expression. His lips nearly against mine as I writhed and tipped my head back. Trying to escape the intensity of the situation in tiny increments. Both aroused and resistant to being so exposed. “Stop.” I laughed. He growled hungrily and dipped his head to kiss me. A deep, probing kiss. While he moved his finger in slow circles inside me. I moaned uninhibitedly and he swallowed the sound. Twirling my tongue, with his. A reflection of the motion his finger was doing. Stretching me and warming me. Making me moister by the minute as I ye
Porter's Reward Sweet Offering
I caught the stool and turned it. Pointing his knees at me. I swept my hair back into a ponytail and began lowering before him. He set the fork down and turned slightly to offer me more. His eyes riveted on me. His lips parted and I looked up, observing his face as I wrapped my lips around the knobbed tip of him. Letting my soft lips glide over the tip and take him fully into my cheek. Tucking my teeth and rubbing along the side of him with my tongue. He gave a long groan of pleasure. “Holy shit.” “You like that?” I lifted my head to whisper. “I fucking love it. More.” He caught my head and guided me back down to him. I obediently put my mouth back on him. Drawing him in further, until I felt him just brushing the back of my throat. The chair creaked as his ass flexed. Straining to push him deeper into me. “It’s so hot.” He panted in objection to the raging temperature combining with what I was doing to him. I c
