Fighting For Her

by K. S. Smith

  At nine in the morning Heather came strutting into my office, peppy as ever, “Good morning Mr. Conrad, why don’t we go over your schedule for today and tomorrow before your ten o’clock meeting?”

  I continued reviewing documents on the computer screen in front of me, practically ignoring her, “Sure, but I’ll need you to clear Monday and Tuesday for me, I’m not sure if I’ll be in town or not and I don’t want anything pending on my calendar.”

  Her eyebrow rose, “Where are you going?” She asked curiously.

  I was beginning to grow irritated with her constant questions, but quickly shook it off; knowing that she was just doing her job and part of her job was to know where I was at all times, “I’ll be at the beach house on Anna Maria Island.”

  A grin tugged at the corner of her mouth, “Oh how nice, I was actually thinking about heading down that way for the weekend with some friends, maybe I’ll run into you and we can all go out for dinner and drinks?”

  I shook my head getting even more irritated, “I don’t think so. Miss. Larson will be keeping me company and I’m sure we’ll be spending most of our time at the house, alone.”

  Heather’s eyebrows furrowed, “Oh, I see.” She stood and abruptly darted out of my office without reviewing my schedule.

  A few moments later my email chimed.

  I’m up next. I need all the luck I can get, this isn’t going to be an easy win. I’ll call you when we are finished. xoxo, Reagan

  I smiled at the x’s and o’s and couldn’t help the response that my fingers typed out.

  There will certainly be a lot of kisses, all over your body this weekend. I hope you’re ready. –CC

  I waited a few moments for a response, but didn’t receive one, so I continued on with my day, doing my best to keep myself distracted from checking my phone and email every five minutes.

  Finally at seven in the evening my cell phone rang, Reagan’s name appearing on the screen, “Hello.” I answered.

  “We won! Cole, we actually won, can you believe it?” She was shouting as if she’d just hit the lottery, “I am so excited, I just can’t contain myself. I had to call you first and tell you! I literally thought we were going to lose and at the very last minute the council members came through with a unanimous vote in our favor, I still can’t believe it.”

  I began to swell with pride, she’d just won her biggest hearing to date and I was the first person she called, “That is amazing, I am so proud of you. Let’s celebrate, I’ll come pick you up and take you out for drinks.”

  “I wish I could, but I promised the team I’d take them out if we won. Tomorrow I’m all yours. I’ll turn my phone off and it will just be me and you all weekend. I promise.” She shouted loudly over the commotion of her excited co-workers.

  “Okay, go have fun. I’ll pick you up at four. Congratulations, Reagan, I really am so happy for you.” I didn’t let even an ounce of my disappointment that I’d have to wait until tomorrow to see her drain through my voice. There was no way I wanted her to feel bad on her big day.

  “I miss you Cole, I can’t wait for this weekend.” Her voice was so sweet and sincere.

  “I miss you too, babe. Now get off the phone with me and go celebrate.”

  She hung up just as I pulled into my parking space and turned the key in the ignition. I rested back against the driver’s seat and stared at myself in the rearview mirror. It was as if I was looking at a man I’d known my entire life, but this time I was finally seeing the real person. I took in a deep breath and held it a minute before exhaling, “You’re in love with her.”

  I said it, out loud, right there in the parking lot of my hotel. I was in love with Reagan Larson and there was nothing I could do about it. It hadn’t been long, but that didn’t make a difference. This woman was everything I could have ever dreamed of and then some and I wanted her for the rest of my life.

  My heart began to beat faster at the realization that I’d just admitted that I was in love with someone. This was all so new to me, I’d been in plenty of relationships, but I’d never felt this way about another person. Never in all of my life had I wanted to put someone who wasn’t a family member above my wants and needs until just now. I wanted Reagan to have everything she could ever dream of, but most importantly I wanted that dream to include me.

  CHAPTER TEN

  I practically ran toward Reagan’s office, knowing I would be early, but unable to contain my eagerness. The elevator dinged and I stepped into the lobby before being greeted by the receptionist, “Good afternoon sir, how may I assist you?”

  I swiped a mint from the bowl on her desk and answered before popping it into my mouth, “I’m here to see Reagan Larson.”

  Her eyes scanned the monitor of her computer and then she reached for her phone, “There is someone here to see Ms. Larson, but I don’t see anything on her calendar, would you like to come up?”

  I smirked and took a seat on the brown leather couch.

  “Her assistant will be up in just a moment.” She stated before taking an incoming phone call.

  A few moments later Reagan’s assistant stepped into the lobby, teetering on high heels, “Good afternoon, may I help you? Ms. Larson is on a phone call.”

  I stood, “She is expecting me; just let her know that her four o’clock appointment is here.” I winked and watched as her assistant scurried down the hall, practically tripping over herself into Reagan’s office.

  A few moments later she’d returned, “Ms. Larson is in her office, I assume you know your way?”

  I nodded as I walked passed her and smiled, “I do. Thank you.”

  As I turned the corner into Reagan’s office it took everything in me not to sprint across the room, pull her into my arms and have my way with her right there on her desk. But instead I kept my cool, crossing the room toward her, “Hey babe, you ready to go?” I asked before placing a kiss on the top of her head. Her soft hair tickled my nose as I inhaled her scent so deep it was the only thing my nose could smell, “Damn, I’ve missed you.”

  She chuckled and asked for a few moments to finish up. I took a seat on the couch in her office and had to restrain myself from pulling her out of the office and down to my car. A few minutes later she was on her way to change and I was headed toward the lobby.

  After making my way back toward the lobby I was caught by one of the attorneys that Reagan worked with and he was talking my ear off about getting together for a round of golf when she emerged from the hallway. I felt my eyes grow as I looked her up and down; this woman was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.

  Excusing myself from the conversation I was in I made my way over to Reagan and laced my fingers with hers, tugging her tiny frame toward the elevator bank, “Can we please get the fuck out of here? I need to get under that dress.” I begged as I pulled her body up against mine. I could feel myself as I began to grow with each touch of her body, I needed desperately to be inside of her. My fingers trailed up and down her arms as goose bumps pricked at her skin and as the doors of the elevator opened I didn’t even give her a moment to move her own feet, instead I lifted her into the elevator and pressed her body up against the wall, the doors quickly closing shut behind us.

  My lips crashed down onto hers and the taste of her tongue had me wanting more than just a passionate kiss. The thump of her bag hitting the floor caught my attention, but I was quickly distracted when her fingernails dug into my back. The sensation of pleasure and pain shot through me like an electromagnetic current, causing the blood to pump straight toward my growing erection. Unable to resist any longer I caught her leg and lifted it around my hip before shoving her dress out of the way so I had full access to her wet center.

  My tongue tasted every inch of her neck and I finally allowed myself to come into contact with the most sensitive area of her body. Slipping two fingers into her wet center I worked them back and forth as her body came undone before me. Her walls clenched tightly around my fingers and her
body began to tremble before her leg gave out.

  I pinned myself against her and held Reagan in place as I continued working her over as I ravaged her chest with my mouth. The moans escaping her left me with a feeling of satisfaction, knowing I was able to work her up in such a short amount of time. Not wanting this tryst to end, I was irritated when the chime of the elevator sounded. I stood and dropped Reagan’s leg before letting her dress slip back down to cover her.

  Lifting my two fingers that had just been knuckles deep inside of her I took them into my mouth, allowing myself to taste her sweet juices, damn, she tastes even better than she looks. Watching her eyes practically pop out of her head in embarrassment I whispered, “Fuck baby, you taste as good as sin.” Groaning at her sweet flavor I quickly scooped her bag up and wrapped my arm around her, holding her wobbly body as I led her through the lobby and toward my SUV.

  The drive to Anna Maria Island was probably the most eventful ride I’d ever taken. Having Reagan climb onto my lap as I worked her entire body over in the car was the hottest thing a woman had ever let me do to her and now she was sound asleep, still straddling my lap, completely naked.

  When I finally pulled into the driveway I tried to wake her, but she was out cold. I took a quick glance around to make sure there was no one in sight and I slipped out of the driver’s seat, cradling Reagan in my arms and rushing toward the front door. After stepping inside I pushed the door closed with my foot and made my way toward the master bedroom.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Four days at the beach had been everything I expected and then some and I was silently reminiscing as I flew back home from a business trip in Phoenix. My eyes closed I rested my head back on the first class seat and remembered my extended weekend with Reagan.

  Sex, there was lots of mind blowing, hot sex. But we’d also shared some very special moments like when I told her I loved her. I remembered sitting on the beach with her talking about her parents and then all of the sudden it was as if I couldn’t hold the words back any longer. I was babbling on about how much I cared for her and then the just flew out, “I love you, Reagan Larson.”

  It was the very first time I’d ever told a woman that I loved her. Sure I’d been with plenty of women, but I’d never in all of my life felt the way I felt when I was with Reagan. She was different and I had to let her know.

  I remembered her gorgeous eyes growing bigger than I’d ever seen and I couldn’t help but smile. I wasn’t even sure if she was going to be able to say it back. But once I’d pulled her out of her mini panic attack she said everything I needed to hear and then some. Staring into my eyes she reciprocated the feelings that I had for her, “I love you so, so much.”

  ****

  Back home from my trip Reagan and I were working together on the newest project that I’d pitched to her firm, a condominium development, Imperial Park. As the lead attorney on the project she and I would be working hand in hand every day and I couldn’t have been more thrilled.

  We were a month in when the partners at her firm had called a meeting to discuss some of the logistics of the project. It was late on a Tuesday night and the conference room was filled with attorneys. It wasn’t imperative that I attend, but I liked keeping tabs on my projects so I popped in.

  Reagan was at the head of the table discussing some set backs that we’d run in to with the city while I sat toward the back listening intently. I couldn’t help the fact that my dick was rock hard as I got to experience how she commanded everyone's attention. It was as if she was the most senior partner of the firm and every single person was clinging to her every word. It was sexy as hell.

  We’d spent over an hour in the meeting and finally people began to trickle out one by one until all that was left was Reagan and I. Finally rising from my seat I walked over to her as she gathered her things at the head of the table. I stood behind her and gripped her hips, forcing her ass against my hard dick.

  Her head flew back onto my shoulder, “Do you feel how turned on I am right now?” I asked as I held her body tightly up against mine.

  A moan passed through her lips, “All I could imagine the entire time I was up here talking was you taking me, right here on this conference room table.”

  Her words alone practically caused me to get off right there, “It won’t be an imagination in just a few moments.” I whispered as we watched the last two attorneys left in the office step on to the elevator, leaving the two of us completely alone.

  Not hesitating for even a moment I reached down, pulled her tight skirt up around her waist and bent her over the edge of the conference room table. Fully enjoying the view of her round ass covered only by a tiny black strip of her thong while I undid my pants.

  I allowed them to fall to the floor along with my boxers as I reached between Reagan’s legs, skimming the hottest part of her body with my fingers before I pulled the lace to the side and slid my full length inside of from behind.

  I pushed myself deep inside of her and then pulled all the way out, continuing this for a few moments before she was begging me to finish her off. Giving her everything she wanted I gripped her long, dark ponytail in one hand and reached around to massage her clit with my other as I continued pumping in and out of her, faster and faster.

  It didn’t take long before the both of us reached our release, Reagan coming two times before me, which meant I was damn good at my current job.

  After I had my pants up and was for the most part situated I leaned over Reagan who was still resting her upper body on the conference room table, “You think you can stand up?” I whispered, nipping at her ear with my teeth.

  She responded, her tone breathy, “I’m not sure, you may have to carry me out of here.”

  I grinned as I stood behind her and helped her up. Her hands gripped the edge of the table and I used mine to adjust her skirt. Leaning in to kiss her lips I spoke through each peck, “I’m...not..done...with...you.” I said, giving her forewarning that there was more to come when we got back to my house later on that night.

  The way her teeth tugged at her lip lead me to believe that she was just as up for it as I was.

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  Reagan and I had been working our asses off at work, hardly able to take a break when Addison called us out on it one day while we were at lunch. We’d met up at one of our favorite lunch spots for a quick bite to eat. We were about fifteen minutes into our meal when Addison walked up, “Well, well, the two of you seem to have all of the time in the world for each other, but not for your best friends?” She asked, her eyebrow raising as she glared at the two of us.

  I just laughed and Reagan, of course, began defending the two of us, “Work has been crazy, this project has us stretched so thin we hardly have time to do anything.” Reagan wasn’t making an excuse, she was just being honest. We were both literally working around the clock.

  Addison shook her head side to side, “No excuses. Dinner¸ the four of us, tomorrow night, our house, six o’clock. Don’t be late.”

  Reagan looked to me for what I could only assume was the okay and I just shrugged my shoulders. Addison was a force to be reckoned with and I wasn’t going to be the one to tell her no.

  “Okay, we’ll see you and Case tomorrow night. We won’t be late, I promise.”

  Addison squealed before leaning down to hug Reagan and kiss her cheek, “It’s going to be great, I’ll have dinner catered or something like that and we can all four catch up. Casey will be thrilled.”

  She reached over and pinched my cheek like my grandmother before waving and walking off.

  “What would we do without her?” Reagan asked and I just laughed.

  We’d finished with lunch when I stood and reached for Reagan’s hand, “You ready?”

  I took it as a yes when she slipped her palm into mine and stood, following me outside.

  “I’ve got a late night at the office tonight and I probably won’t have time to break away for lunch tomorrow. Why don’t I pick you
up at five forty five tomorrow afternoon? We can ride to Case and Addison’s together? Maybe stay at your place afterwards?” I asked.

  Reagan smiled, “That sounds perfect. I’ll call you tonight when I leave work.” She raised up on her tip toes -still unable to reach my mouth in her high heels- and kissed my lips, “Love you.”

  I leaned back down, kissing her again, “Love you more.” And then we both went our separate ways, Reagan toward her office and me toward mine.

  ****

  The next day I was running late, “Heather!” I hollered hailing my assistant.

  She rushed down the hallway, “Coming!” she shouted before entering, “What can I help you with?”

  “I’m late, I’ve got to pick up Reagan in ten minutes and I was supposed to go home and shower beforehand. Would you handle my conference call and then shoot me an email with the details?”

  Heather smiled widely, “Absolutely. I will handle everything, go have a wonderful evening.”

  “Thanks.” I uttered before rushing down the hallway.

  Reagan and I tore into the driveway at Case and Addison’s house, “She’s going to kill us, you realize that, right?” Reagan commented as she giggled in the passenger's seat next to me.

  “I know, come on!” I demanded as the two of us hopped out of the car and rushed up to the front porch.

  We hadn’t even come to a halt before the door opened, “You’re late!” Addison exclaimed, a glass of wine in her hand.

  Reagan didn’t say a word, “We are, but I think we can make it up to you by exchanging that glass in your hand for a bottle of 2007 Gaja Barbaresco red?” I said trying to negotiate with my cousin.