Jayded (31 page)

I laugh out loud. I like when she
’
s all demanding. It
’
s sexy as hell. Maybe we should try a little role-playing; she can be my personal dominatrix.

“
Okay, I
’
m stepping on it. Do you need me to come up with you, or should I wait out here?
”
I ask.

“
No, you stay out here. If we both go up there, we might not come back out.
”
She gives me a devilish smirk.

I chuckle to myself. I pull up to the hotel, parking right in front for a fast getaway. She leans over to give me a nice long kiss, completely seducing me in every way possible. She now has me hard as a rock. She pulls away and gives me a wink before she exits the car.
Damn!
I quickly adjust myself and wait.

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Max

I grab my little to-go bag and fill it to the max. I need options when I get ready in the mornings. One outfit won
’
t do. I pack the rest of my girlie stuff, and just as I
’
m about to head out, my phone rings. I reach into my pocket. It
’
s Cody. Damn it! Why can
’
t he just let me be? I
’
ve said all I can to him. There
’
s nothing left to talk about. I press
“
Ignore
”
and head downstairs.

“
You ready?
”
Kyle asks.

“
Yup.
”

We pull off. I look out the window, watching the city pass by us. It
’
s a little surreal; in just a number of weeks, this will be my new home. No family, new friends
—
I totally need Kinsey in my life. She grounds me, she keeps me sane, and she
’
s the only one who totally gets me and knows me inside and out.

“
Hey, what are you thinking about?
”
Kyle asks.

I sigh.
“
Kinsey. I have to call and check in with her. I was supposed to earlier, but I left the office in such a rush.
”

“
Because of me.
”

I look over at him and smile.
“
Yes, because of you,
”
I admit.

“
Well, listen, I need to do some household stuff and get some laundry done. So, you take any part of the apartment you want and turn it into your mini travel office. I
’
ll stay out of your way until you
’
re ready for me,
”
he offers.

My heart melts.
“
Really? You would do that for me?
”
He
’
s beginning to seem too good to be true.

He grabs my head and brings it to his lips.
“
Of course,
”
he responds.

Oh, he is good. He is
real
good!

We pull into his parking lot, and I look around at the cars, particularly for that gold car that was parked here the other night. It
’
s not here. I
’
m just being silly. I shake the weird thought from my head. I don
’
t even know why I focused so much on that car. I see gold cars all the time.

I pick the bar countertop for the best makeshift work area. It has a plug for my computer as well as my phone charger and seems like a good spot that Kyle can work around. I have to admit, seeing Kyle clean does something for me. I could get used to this scenario: me working and him working around the house. Oh my, I
’
m letting my mind drift way too far into the future. Not good. Not good at all.

I dial Kinsey
’
s number.

“
Hey, I
’
ve been waiting for your call. Where
’
d you go?
”
she asks.

I pull up my schedule on my computer.
“
Sorry, got a little caught up. Let
’
s go over this month
’
s schedule. Are you still in the office?
”

“
Yup, still here. What
’
s new? Okay, I
’
ve got it up.
”

“
Okay, so I
’
m coming back next weekend to pack up. I know this is last-minute, but I need you here tomorrow to come house hunting with me. I found a couple of apartments for you that seem really nice and aren
’
t far from the office. I already booked you a flight today. I
’
m emailing it to you now.
”

“
I just got it. Will there be a car picking me up?
”

 
“
No, I
’
m grabbing you after I leave work, and from there, we
’
re going to be meeting Jonathan. He
’
s one of the agents. I think he has a hard-on for me,
”
I tell her, quickly looking around to make sure Kyle didn
’
t overhear.

She bursts out laughing.
“
That
’
s awesome. I totally need some entertainment. I
’
ve been bored out of my mind. I need some company,
”
she confesses.
“
Tell me, are there any hotties there?
”

I should have known this was coming next.
“
I don
’
t know! I
’
m the boss; remember? I don
’
t have time to be scoping out the
‘
hotties,
’”
I lie. God, if she only knew. She
’
d totally kill me for not telling her about Kyle and me.

“
Pssh! Yeah, okay. Like I believe that!
”
She totally just called me out on my bullshit like she always does.
“
Oh, I completely forgot to tell you that Cody stopped in the office.
”

I sigh.
“
What did he want?
”

“
He wanted to know where in New York you are. I think he
’
s going crazy. Did you tell him anything yet?
”

“
Yes! He just won
’
t accept it. He even called Luke before I could to tell him I was moving!
”

“
Oh no! I
’
m sure that went over real well,
”
she says sarcastically.

“
Tell me about it,
”
I huff.
“
I can
’
t believe I forgot to tell you. I
’
ve been so slammed trying to redirect everything and meld the two agencies together as seamlessly as possible.
”

“
Well, I
’
ll be there soon to alleviate some of the workload.
”
She always knows how to make me feel better. She
’
s a gift from God.

We continue catching up as much as possible. I look out the window after I hang up and realize its pitch-black out. What time is it? Holy crap! It
’
s almost seven o
’
clock. Kyle is lounging out on the couch with the TV on a low muffle. I didn
’
t even realize it was this late. He
’
s so sweet not to have bothered me.

I quietly walk over to the back of the couch and wrap my arms around Kyle
’
s neck. He stretches and then runs his hands over my arms. The little hairs on my body stand up from his contact. His touch alone ignites my dormant embers into violent flames. I lay small kisses along the nape of his neck; he moans. I reach for his shirt and pull it up over his head.

The contours of his pecks all the way down to his rippling abs are just the beginning of my downfall. I think I
’
ve died and gone to heaven. How will I ever be able to look at another man again? He
’
s ruined it for me.
This
is perfection. It can
’
t get much better than this.

He turns around and kneels on the couch. He runs his hands through my hair, bringing my face to his. He kisses me with urgency, an intense need to be connected. His tongue dives into my mouth, coaxing me to follow its lead. My body burns with desire and a dulling throb is now prominent between my legs.

He climbs over the couch and bends down, scoops me up, and wraps my legs around his waist in one movement. I feel him fully erect underneath me. Our breathing is rugged and completely sporadic. I can
’
t get enough of him.

He lays me on my back with my legs still wrapped around his waist as he stands at the edge of the bed. My skirt is already up to my waist; he then slips my panties to the side and strokes his fingers through my throbbing folds. I close my eyes in complete bliss. His sweatpants fall down to the floor. I open my eyes and watch him stroke himself while entering his fingers inside of me.

My breath catches as he stretches me, preparing me for his width and length. I whine with impatience. I
need
him inside of me. I don
’
t want to wait another minute. He lays the tip of his cock at my entrance, teasing me and enjoying every minute of it. He slowly eases himself in bit by bit until he
’
s finally filled me to the max. I can
’
t help but let out a moan of induced pleasure. He pumps deep into me, thrusting with everything he
’
s got to drive me over the edge.

A layer of sweat coats our bodies as we work ourselves to the hilt. Each pump brings us closer to release.
“
Baby, I can
’
t hold myself off much longer,
”
he growls.

He applies more pressure to my now-hypersensitive sweet spot while plunging into me like a champ. My body responds by clenching around him in rippling effects. The tide descends only momentarily, builds intensely, and comes crashing down like a tsunami. Both of us fall over the edge, crashing into pure ecstasy.

We lie in a sweaty heap of exhausted mess until we fall asleep.

I
open my eyes to the screeching beep of the alarm. It
’
s seven thirty already. I didn
’
t budge at all last night. I don
’
t even remember falling asleep. Kyle quiets the wretched noise and then rolls over, closer to me.

“
Hey, good morning,
”
he whispers. His voice is scratchy and sexy.

I snuggle into him.
“
Morning. I can
’
t believe we
’
re going in to work on a Saturday!
”
I whine.

He wraps his arms around me.
“
Come on, let
’
s go get in the shower.
”

“
Oh my God, it
’
s cold! Do you have to sleep with a fan on in the middle of winter?
”
I gripe. He laughs.

He takes my hand, and I follow his lead to the bathroom. He lifts up my T-shirt over my head and drops my panties to the floor. He washes my hair and then my body. I do the same for him. No words are really spoken; it
’
s just a calming silence. He most definitely is not a normal twenty-four-year-old. I mean, who washes a girl from head to toe? He
’
s romantic and thoughtful. I love it.

I take over the bathroom with all my girlie products, and he doesn
’
t seem to mind whatsoever. I quickly text Junior to cancel our gym date before I finish up. We get ready to leave, but then I remember the situation at hand.
“
Wait. You need to drop me off to my car. We can
’
t show up to work together.
”

He laughs and shakes his head.
“
Okay, I
’
ll drop you off on the way.
”