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
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
“You know what the best part of having you vulnerable like this is?” He caressed my other breast. Lifting it from below to fondle it while he suckled the other.“When you want faster, I can slow clear down.” He began inching into me. Bit by agonizing bit.“When you want slower, than I can really give it to you.” He worked in, in a more ferocious pace.Making me moan in growing pleasure.“I can do whatever drives you mad.” He murmured against my sternum. Kissing the upper rise of my breasts. “Until you can’t. Take.” He punctuated the word with rough strokes. “Any. More.”Screeching in wild abandon, I flattened my heels and lifted my pelvis to meet him. Planting myself against his base as I shuddered with one of the most violent climaxes I’d ever experienced.He pushed my hip flat, pressing me back to the bed and surging deeply into me. Feeding those wild spasms in a tiny rhythm that had me whining somewhere between pleasure and pain.“God you’re beautiful.” He murmured. His eyes watchi
I needed to get the hell away from Porter.I needed out of his apartment and back into the safety of mine.I need him to kick me out.Everything had changed last night.Because he caught me touching myself in the bed next to him. I thought, ashamed. Embarrassed by my own behavior.I should’ve told him no when he rolled over.I should’ve gotten up and gone back out to the couch.But like a fool I’d told him what I’d wanted.And he gave me that and more.In truth, though I’d never confess it to a soul, that was the best sex I’d ever had.He was right about one thing.I did like being dominated in the bedroom.I hadn’t even known that about myself.***I must’ve dozed back off because when I awoke I caught the titillating smell of my steamer coffee. I fumbled from the bed. Having to struggle to escape the comforter that seemed determined to clutch my legs. I flopped off the bed and had to kick several times before the blanket released me midway to the bedroom door.Half awake, I hardly n
Just then Logan walked in. “Heyyy Beautiful.” I groaned aloud. Abandoning my seat so he couldn’t crowd me there. I turned to deliberately give him my back as I reached to replace the file I’d been examining and retrieve another. “Let me help you.” Logan walked over to reach for it for me. His other hand reaching to grab my ass in a tight grip. I swatted his hand away and gave him a seething look. “Knock that shit off!” Porter snapped. Pushing his glasses up as he leaned over his dress. “Do you know how offensive it is to sit here and watch that.” “I’m talking to my wife.” Logan gestured to me. “I’m not-” Your wife. I started to say. “Last I knew,” Porter cut him off. “the law doesn’t discern prior engagements when it specifies harassment and third party harassment.” “Do you feel harassed?” He looked at me. I opened my mouth to affirm. But Porter was already talking again. “Doesn’t matter if she does. I do. Third Party is just as real. I could sue the hell out of this place.
The answer was yes.Yes, he had done Susan.I shoved him away. “Why don’t you go get ‘in’ Susan.” I said.“Was that her name?” He waved a confused hand as I slid from him and entered the women’s bathroom. Thankful the moment I rounded the divider.Logan would never have the balls to walk in here. I was safe.I leaned on the counter and blew a long breath. Splashing cool water on my cheeks and staring at my reflection as I willed myself not to cry.He’s not worth it.Once I knew I’d collected myself, I peered around the divider and saw no one was there.Making a hasty path back to the office.I rounded the doorway and met Porter’s permeating green gaze.“You okay?” He queried.“I’m fine.” I said. “You didn’t have to do that.”But I was grateful he had. I was never sure how to handle it. But it was nice to hear someone sticking up for me.At least I think that’s what he was doing.“Anytime, Angel.”Why was it that whenever he said my name, it sounded more like an endearment than a name.
How had things with Porter become so complicated in such a short time.I dropped my forehead into my hands and tried three times to read the same file before I gave up. Only looking up because Teresa was rushing in calling my name.She tossed a file on my desk and asked me a question.I couldn’t resist peering past her to get a look at Porter. Since I was looking up anyway.I found him peering at me from over the rim of his silver glasses. Sitting back in his chair with a file in his hands. But while I was looking at him, he met my glance and stroked an agile tongue from one corner of his mouth, along his upper lip to the otherside.Implying something was tasty.Me.I yipped and fumbled to pick up the file Teresa had tossed onto the desk. Trying multiple times because it had suddenly become so flat that it was nearly part of the desk’s surface. Finally managing to grip it just as Teresa’s head slowly began to rotate in Porter’s direction questioningly.I blurted some inundane question
I gasped in outrage. “I’m not afraid of intimacy!”“Then it is just me?”“Not of you either!”“Then come up to the apartment and get on my cock again.” He invited with a wicked smile and hooded eyes.“Porter!”“Kane.”I floundered. Hitting the unlock button and bailing out of the car door, before he could say anything more. I stalked into the Lobby.***“Hello, Miss.” Josh greeted from behind the counter.“Uh-oh…I know that look on a woman.” He remarked.My head whipped to eye him threateningly.He lifted his head in surrender.Porter came through the doors and was on my heels.“What did you do to her, Kane?” Josh taunted.Fucked her. I half-expected him to say.“Asked her if she’s a coward.” Porter called over my head. “She’s answering me as we speak.”My hands fisted with the urge to swat him. Not missing that he implied I was running away.I got in the elevator and rounded as he stepped in next to me.He turned to stand shoulder to shoulder with me. Grinning down at me.“What?” I s