20. Kaitlyn
20
KAITLYN
“ T here you are! Where’ve you been lately?”
Lou jogged up behind me and fell in step next to me wearing a huge smile despite the fact that he was red-faced and looked like he’d been running for a while.
“Hey Lou, been a while,” I huffed as we jogged side-by-side but not close. “I’ve changed my running schedule lately, so I guess that’s why we haven’t seen each other. How are you?” I slowed my pace so we could chat a bit. The new schedule worked better for Harper, but I had missed running with a buddy. Having a partner made it easier to keep my pace, and Lou was fun to talk to—funny and engaging, making the run go faster as he dished all sorts of entertaining dirt on the other residents in the neighborhood.
“All good, except for missing your smiling face. What’s new?”
“Not much,” I lied. No sense telling him that I was sleeping with my boss. He got a little too into gossip sometimes, and I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust him to keep something that juicy to himself. “Just really busy.”
He watched me for a few beats. “You seem…different. What’s going on?”
His tone was pushy, like I owed him an explanation.
“Oh yeah?” I glanced over at him and felt a little put off by the intensity of his stare. “How so?”
“Happier. More, I don’t know, comfortable here. Settled.”
I laughed, relaxing a little. “Happy, sure, but I wouldn’t say settled .”
“So you’re ready to move on, then? A new adventure?” He was smiling, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
God, I hope not. I wanted to stay here in paradise with James and Harper for as long as possible, but James had told me straight out that he didn’t know how much he could promise me. And I’d told him I was fine with things being undefined. But as much as I was enjoying my time with James, I couldn’t quite outrun the feeling that I could be tossed out on my ass at any moment. I didn’t want to hold the past against him, and I understood why he’d wanted to rush home to Harper that first night we spent together…but that didn’t actually erase the sting of being kicked out. Discarded. Just like my mom discarded me years ago.
“No, not quite,” I answer vaguely. “I mean, my assignment isn’t over yet, so there’s that.”
“Well, I’m glad you’re still here. Honestly, I was getting a little worried you’d left without saying goodbye to me. I wondered if that boss of yours had run you off. Not many people can deal with him, from what I’ve heard. Have you got any good stories about him? I bet he’s a tyrant.”
I stifled a laugh. Typical Lou—always mining for gossip.
“He’s been a really great boss. No problems to report,” I said simply, and I swear Lou slumped in disappointment.
We ran in silence for a bit until we reached our usual separation point.
“Hey Kaitlyn, before you go…” Lou said, moving so that he was standing in front of me, blocking my path.
There was something in his expression that set me on edge. Going with my instincts, I pulled my phone out of my armband and looked at the time. “Shit, I’m really late. Gotta run, we can talk next time!”
I turned and sprinted away, leaving Lou in the dust with a confused expression on his face. He called my name, but I pretended like I didn’t hear him. I made it back to the house in record time.
Vida had offered to eat breakfast with Harper that morning, saying that she missed hanging out with the little girl, so I knew I had an extra thirty minutes before I had to clock in for the day. I peeked outside and noticed it was just the two of them eating and laughing in the shade of the umbrella, which meant James was probably still getting ready for the day.
I headed for his room, hoping to steal a few minutes alone with him. While I’d expected to find him dressed and nearly ready, what I found instead was a dozing James still sacked out in bed. I giggled at the sight of him with his arm slung over his face, fast asleep like he didn’t have a care in the world.
It had been weeks since Harper had slept in his room, which meant James was getting the rest he needed instead of worrying about his daughter. Based on how deeply he was sleeping, he clearly needed it.
I stopped to admire him, still a little confused how a workaholic could have a body like that . Lightly tanned skin…how? Muscles that looked rock hard even at rest…how? The way he managed to work long hours, make time for his daughter and me, and tend to himself was yet another example of why he was so freakishly successful. The man was driven in every possible way.
I bent over him and kissed him softly on the mouth, eliciting a groan from him.
“Are you awake?” I whispered into his ear, giving his lobe a gentle tug with my teeth.
He made a little growly noise. “Not sure yet, maybe you should kiss me again.”
I placed my lips on his and before I realized what he was doing, he grabbed my wrist and flipped me on the bed like I weighed nothing.
“James! I’m all sweaty from my run!”
“Oh yeah? Let me check.” He rolled on top of me, dropped his nose to the side of my neck, and inhaled. “Mmmm. You are sweaty, but I like it!”
He bit my neck, making me grumble in protest. “James, gross !”
“I disagree,” he said as I wriggled beneath him. I could feel his hard-on pushing against me. “I like the way you taste no matter what. In fact…”
James gave me a wicked look and started tugging at my running shorts.
“No, you can’t!” I laughed and tried to move away. “Please, I’m disgusting.”
He paused. “Again, I think you’re wrong, but if you insist on getting clean before you let me fool around, will you allow me to help you in the shower? I can get all of those hard-to-reach spots.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“I don’t know…” I hedged. “I need to get ready for the day, and I’m sure you do too, Mr. Businessman.”
He ground against me, shifting my legs apart and igniting a flame inside of me.
“You know I usually like to take my time…” He rolled his hips so his hard-on pressed against me. “But since we’re both on a tight”—he bucked against me—“schedule, if I can get you in the shower, I guarantee I’ll make you come in under five minutes.”
I giggled at how serious he looked. “Well, you do have a good record of getting me to relax in five minutes or less. On the other hand, I normally don’t come that fast…”
“Try me,” he whispered huskily into my ear as he bucked against me again. I pushed against his hardness and a shiver rolled through me.
“Challenge accepted,” I said with a sassy grin. I felt fun. I felt lucky. I felt alive.
James hopped out of bed and pulled me into his arms in a single motion. The next thing I knew, he’d peeled off my clothes and we were in his gigantic walk-in shower, letting warm water from five different shower heads hit us.
I started to drop to my knees in front of him, my eyes on his cock, but he slid his hands beneath my arms and pulled me back up. “Nope, no time.”
I pouted as he grabbed a bar of soap and gently lathered me up from shoulders to toes, turning what I thought was going to be a sexy escapade into an actual clean-up. He washed my hair and massaged my scalp so gently I practically melted, but it wasn’t enough for me.
I wanted him .
“The clock is ticking,” I whispered into his ear as I slid my wet body up and down his. “You said you’d get me off in five minutes.”
“Oh, don’t you worry,” he replied.
James dragged his mouth over mine and traced his hand down my body. His fingers gentled their way between my legs and started massaging my aching nub. I pushed against his hand, moaning against his mouth. James played me expertly, dipping inside of me then coming back to give my aching clit more attention. I could feel the waves starting to build.
He moved his hand away and I wanted to cry out in frustration, until a jolt of warm water caressed me. James went back to teasing me with one hand while the other worked the hand-held nozzle, dousing me with a high-powered stream that stimulated me so perfectly it made it hard for me to remain upright. Between the sensation of the water hitting me and his expert fingertips, I could feel a screaming orgasm rising within me.
“James…” I whimpered in his ear when he backed off again.
It was torture. He knew exactly how to play me, bringing me close to the edge with his fingers, then switching to the warm stream of water, which brought me even closer, then pausing to rest his palm against me.
“ Please .” My voice was shaking. My entire body was shaking.
He claimed my mouth again and put me out of my misery, making the little circles that drove me insane while the hot water pulsed against me.
I couldn’t control the noise that came out of my mouth as the orgasm hit me. Part moan, part scream, it was like I was possessed. He placed a hand over my mouth to help muffle my cries as the waves continued to roll through my body, starting in my low stomach and undulating throughout my body.
Of course I’d had orgasms before, but what James did to me was unlike anything I’d experienced.
He removed his hand when I was done, and gave me one more kiss for good measure.
“That was…” I couldn’t form words as I hung off of him, weak and satisfied.
“Great start to the day,” he said, smoothing my wet hair back to kiss my neck. “And now we both need to run.”
I pulled away, taking his still hard dick into my hand. “But I want to take care of you, too.”
I stroked him a few times and his eyes closed. “I might… I might have a few more minutes.”
James leaned back against the wall in between the shower jets as I slid along his hard length with one hand and cradled his balls with the other.
“I’m not going to last,” he said in a low voice. “Getting you off drives me wild.”
“Shh,” I scolded, leaning in to trace kisses along his neck as I gripped him.
Within a few seconds, James found his own shuddering release, and we ended our shower fun with kisses and a promise to reconnect once the sun went down.