Chasing Desire

by Jennifer Domenico

  “Hey, Brayden,” Matt says when he sees me.

  “How’s it going?”

  “Good,” he says. “We’re just making plans for the day.”

  “Anything happening I should know about?”

  “Jessica has something.”

  Jessica is an intern that I’ve only spoken with briefly once before. She seems bright and competent, but maybe on the shy side.

  “It’s nothing really. Just some ideas I got from looking at a website for a company based out of Sweden. European ideas don’t always translate well in the US market.”

  “That’s true,” Mackenzie says. “But what you have here is interesting and it wouldn’t take much to tweak it for a different audience.”

  Jessica smiles and I can tell Mackenzie’s comment makes her happy.

  “Well, why don’t you plan on showing it to me after the staff meeting tomorrow,” I suggest.

  “We can do that,” Matt says.

  “Yes, I have some ideas on how we can use some of it,” Mackenzie adds.

  “Great.” I grin. “Nice work, Jessica.”

  “Thank you, Brayden.”

  “Alright, I’ll see you guys later.”

  “Oh, hey,” Matt says before I walk away. “Some of us are heading to Altitude for a quick drink after work if you want to join us.”

  “Oh, yeah? Who’s going?” I immediately glance over at Mackenzie.

  “Almost everyone, I think,” he says. “You’re going, Mackenzie?”

  “No, I can’t. I have a date tonight.”

  “A date?” I ask and really wish I didn’t.

  “Yes, you know those things where two people go somewhere together and eat a meal.” She smiles and it drives me crazy.

  “I’ve heard of them.”

  “So can you come?” Matt asks me.

  “I’ll stop by for a bit. I do not have a date tonight.”

  “I figured you had one every night,” Matt says and then nudges my arm.

  “I need to restore my energy from time to time. I’m saving it up for someone spectacular.”

  “Lucky girl,” Mackenzie says, grinning.

  “You’re too kind,” I reply. “Anyway, I’ll see you all later.”

  I walk off, irritated with myself for letting my guard down. That type of interaction is enough to attract interest in us and I don’t want that. It also makes me crazy that she is going out with someone tonight. I can’t have her, but I don’t want anyone else to, either. This woman is driving me insane.

  Later that evening, I strip off my work clothes and jump in the shower. When I step out, I see Mac’s panties lying on the floor, having fallen out of my pocket. I pick them up and grin. Trying to ignore this attraction is useless. I just don’t know how it has a good ending. It’s a lot to risk just to rid myself of my desire to fuck her.

  It’s more than that, though. I know it. If all I wanted was to get in bed with her, I could figure that out. The trouble is I like her in other ways, too. I like her smile. I like the way she thinks. I like the way she conducts herself at work. I like everything about her except one thing. She fucking works for me.

  Climbing into bed, I wonder what she’s doing right now. Who is she with and is he worthy of her? Will she kiss him the way she kissed me? Does she like him enough to take him home and let him have her? I’m filled with jealousy, a trait I’m not used to experiencing. I don’t get close enough to women to feel anything but lust. Mackenzie is different.

  I roll over in bed and try to get my mind off of her, but it’s nearly impossible. An hour goes by and I hear my phone vibrate. Checking my messages, I’m surprised to see a text from her.

  Mackenzie: Hey. Hope you don’t mind the text.

  Me: Not at all. What’s up?

  Mackenzie: I was wondering if you were awake.

  Me: I am. How was your date?

  Mackenzie: Boring.

  Me: Sorry to hear that.

  Mackenzie: Are you?

  Me: No.

  I should just tell her to come over. I should just tell her that I fucking want her.

  Mackenzie: Did you have fun at happy hour?

  Me: It was okay. I wasn’t there long.

  Mackenzie: Anyone catch your eye?

  Me: No.

  Mackenzie: Sorry to hear that.

  I smile to myself.

  Me: Are you?

  Mackenzie: No.

  Me: We shouldn’t do this.

  Mackenzie: I know. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to.

  I lie in bed for a moment and think about her words. Then I call.

  “Hello?” she answers.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey.”

  “I’d rather hear your voice.”

  “Why is that?”

  “It’s sexy, like everything about you.”

  “That’s a nice thing to say.”

  “It’s true. You’re making it hard for me to resist you.”

  “I’m torn, Brayden. I know we shouldn’t cross the line. I know I’ve come on a bit strong and I know that the best thing for us is to stay professional. I’m just finding it difficult.”

  “Me, too. I was crazy jealous that you had a date tonight. How stupid is that?”

  “I went out with him to try to get my mind off of you.”

  “I’ve done that, too. It didn’t go well.”

  “Ditto. He bored me. You, on the other hand, excite me.”

  “Why?”

  “Obviously, there’s a physical connection between us, but it’s more than that for me. I feel we’re compatible on a different level. I bet together we could achieve a lot in the advertising world. We are both pretty amazing individually. Imagine what we could be if we joined forces.”

  “I’ve thought of that.”

  “But you hold back.”

  “I do. I need to for now. I hope it helps you to know that I think about it constantly. You distract me.”

  “It does help.” She’s quiet for a moment. “Well, I’ll let you go to sleep now. Thanks for chatting with me.”

  “Sweet dreams, Mac.”

  “You, too.”

  I hang up and rub my forehead. This is getting to be too much. One day, Mackenzie Reed is going to be mine.

  The next day, I try not to think about Mackenzie. During the staff meeting, I excused myself early, telling everyone I had a meeting conflict. It wasn’t true, but I literally can’t stand to be in the same room as she is. I can tell she knew what I was doing and she kept a respectful distance. I am certain if I was alone with her I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

  I saw her on my way out for the day and made a point of asking her if she had plans. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since she confirmed she didn’t. Now back at my place, I pace my bedroom thinking about what to do. There could be consequences, but right now the only thing I can think about is getting balls deep inside of her.

  It’s gonna happen. Tonight.

  Throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, I jump in my car and head over to her place. When I pull up to the large high rise building, a valet attendant approaches.

  “Good evening, sir. Staying long this evening?”

  “A few hours, probably.”

  “Very good. I’ll keep the car close by.”

  “Thanks.”

  I walk inside and look around before pressing the elevator button for her apartment on the tenth floor. Standing in front of her door, I knock and exhale slowly. Here we go.

  Mackenzie opens the door still wearing her work clothes.

  “Brayden!”

  As soon as I see her, I can’t fight the urge to touch her a minute longer. I step forward, grip the back of her neck, and pull her into a kiss. She presses into me, allowing me access to every part of her. Pushing her inside, I kick the door shut with my foot as I back her against a nearby wall. I come up for air long enough to speak.

  “I can’t stay away from you.”

  I gaze in her eyes for a bri
ef moment before kissing her again. Her arms wrap around my neck as I press her body against the wall behind us. My hand reaches under her dress, stroking the smooth, bare skin beneath it.

  My lips explore her body as I try to get every part of her touching every part of me. Tugging at her dress, I run my hands over the lacy bra she wears, sucking at her nipples through the material. She grips my neck as she throws her head back.

  Dropping to my knees, I push her dress up, revealing the one thing I’ve dreamt about. I pull her panties down and then gasp softly when I see her pussy. I run my finger gently over it, watching Mackenzie’s face react.

  Without words, I spread her legs open and smile before diving in. I flick my tongue out across her clit and she sighs. Oh yeah, this is gonna be good. I bury my face between her legs, going all out on her pussy. I love to suck and lick the fuck out of a woman until she is screaming and clawing me and I’ve missed this. The taste of her is like…I don’t even know. She is sweet and clean and fucking perfect. I push my tongue inside of her, fucking her with it. I add a finger and then another one. I want Mackenzie to come and cover my face with everything she’s got. I want her to scream.

  “Oh, fuck, Brayden,” Mackenzie moans.

  “You taste so good,” I murmur.

  My eyes glance up to see her pulling at her dress and exposing those luscious mounds of flesh for me. I suck her clit as I lift her leg up to rest on my shoulder. She grinds her pussy against my mouth, writhing and moaning. Oh yeah, she’s gonna come for me any minute now.

  “Oh, yes! Yes! Oh god, Bray…ah!”

  She pulls at my hair while I continue my oral assault on the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting. She begins to buck wildly, pushing harder into my face. I can barely breathe and I don’t care. If I died buried in this, it wouldn’t be such a bad way to go.

  Her body clenches and tightens and I swear she stops breathing for a minute. All of sudden she screams out my name. I move off her clit and just lick and suck the rest of her while she writhes against me. She pushes my face away and gets on the floor with me.

  “Stand up. I need your cock now.”

  I smile at her forcefulness. Her cheeks are flushed from her orgasm and her skin is marked from her own scratching. I do as I’m told and watch Mac expertly undo my belt and unzip my jeans. She pulls my dick out of my boxers and smiles.

  Mackenzie eyes my cock like I just became her dinner and I look forward to her consumption of me. Dragging her tongue over the tip a few times, she keeps her eyes locked on mine. I pull my t-shirt off and watch her intently as she goes to work. I’m pretty sure this is about to be the best fucking blow job of my life.

  She lowers her mouth over my dick, swallowing every inch. No gag reflex? Nice. She sucks and swirls her tongue over me in a pattern that drives me nuts. Her fingers caress my balls and tickle that spot that leads to my ass. This girl knows how to give a blow job.

  I tangle my fingers in her gorgeous red hair and lean back, enjoying the feeling. If she keeps going like this I’m gonna blow my load, but I don’t want to yet.

  “I want to be inside of you.”

  “Mmm, yes.” She stands, and taking my hand, guides me to the couch. Pulling her dress over her head, she finally pulls off the bra and lets her tits loose. Holy shit, I think she had a boob job. Could this get any better?

  She pushes me so I fall back and straddles me.

  “You want this?” she asks, rubbing herself. “You want this pussy wrapped around your cock?”

  “Fuck yeah. Do you want it?”

  “You know I do.” She lowers over me so that just the tip of my dick is at her entrance. She moves back and forth teasing me, but not moving down any further.

  “Stop teasing me. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.”

  “Threat or promise?” She laughs and tousles that incredible mane of hair.

  “However you want to see it.”

  “I hope you’re a man of your word. I want to be fucked so hard I can’t walk right tomorrow.”

  “That can be arranged. Sit.”

  Mackenzie grins before lowering herself slowly down. Ah, yeah. She’s hot and wet and I needed this. Oh yeah, I needed this bad. She begins rocking herself back and forth and I dig my fingers into the flesh of her hips. Pulling her to me, I suck each nipple in my mouth and squeeze her tits. Definitely a boob job, but they feel soft and move naturally. They bounce nicely on her chest as she pumps me in and out of her. She rubs her clit as she moves, keeping her eyes on mine the entire time. This is nice, but it’s time to get down to business.

  Grabbing her waist, I lift her up, keeping myself inside of her as we move. I lay her down flat on the coffee table and slam into her. I love the sound of my balls slapping against her ass as we fuck. Using one hand to balance myself, I use the other to pinch and squeeze her nipples. Each time I do, she cries out softly, begging me for more.

  I lift her legs up so that her knees almost touch her ears. Fuck, she has a pretty pussy. I shove her hand away and smack her clit several times in a row. She opens her eyes wide, but then smiles.

  “Do that again,” she whispers.

  I smack it again and then again a little bit harder. I can tell from her expression that she loves it. Grabbing her ankles, I do my best to give her my all. I’ve been waiting a long time to feel this good again. Mackenzie screams my name over and over again and I know that she’s mine now. I grin as I feel the tension building inside me. Just as I reach my climax, I pull out and spray cum all over her stomach and tits. She laughs, dragging her fingers through it and sucking it off of them. Holy Fuck.

  “You motherfucker!” she says, still laughing. “You’re a sexy son of a bitch. I knew you would be awesome. I knew it.”

  “I’m glad I lived up to your expectations,” I say, pulling her upright by her arm.

  “No, surpassed them. You are incredible.”

  “Thanks. So are you.”

  “I’m glad you decided to come over.”

  “So am I.”

  “What changed your mind?”

  “You’ve proved that you will remain professional, and frankly, I couldn’t stand it anymore.”

  “My career comes first, Brayden, no matter what. I won’t let my feelings for you cloud my professional integrity, whether those feelings are positive or negative. So let’s just have fun and enjoy what this is.”

  “What is this?”

  “For me it’s a desire that I can’t ignore.”

  “We agree on that.”

  “Want a drink?”

  “Yeah, what do you have?”

  “I was just about to make a martini. Want one?”

  “Sure.”

  “Dirty?”

  “The dirtier the better.”

  Mackenzie grins and walks over to the small bar she has set up in her dining area. I can’t tear my eyes off her amazing ass.

  “What do you do to stay in such good shape?” I ask.

  “Yoga and kickboxing. You?”

  “Surfing and the gym.”

  “I like your tattoos. What’s the backstory on them?”

  “None of them are that great. Only one is truly meaningful to me.”

  “Which one?”

  “I’ll tell you later.” I grin and wonder what we talk about now. I only planned this out up to the part where I nailed her. “Things are going well at work for you?” I ask.

  “I don’t really want to talk about work except to say this. I don’t date people I work with. Ever. I like my personal life to stay that way, but I am making an exception for you.”

  “Why?”

  She runs her fingers through her hair. “There is something you have I think I need.”

  “My dick?”

  She grins. “Yes, that, but there’s something else. When I look at you, I see someone who can help me get everything I’ve been busting my ass for. I can be that for you, too.”

  “How are you so sure about all of this?”

 
; She shrugs. “Sometimes you just know. I can’t stay away from you and clearly you are equally drawn to me. That must mean something, right?”

  “Yeah.”

  She reaches out and drags her fingers down my chest. “You can have anything you want, Brayden. It’s all yours.” Her voice has softened and I’m really looking forward to what’s going to happen next.

  “I definitely want more of you.”

  “Tonight?” she asks, grinning.

  “Yeah, just give me some time to recharge.”

  “Are you hungry? We can order some food and take a shower while we wait.”

  “That sounds really good.”

  “Great!” Mackenzie jumps up and walks to the kitchen.

  I watch her pull some menus out of a drawer. I stand and walk towards her, pressing my body against her backside.

  “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” I whisper in her ear.

  “Thank you.”

  “We, um, didn’t use anything.”

  “Yeah, I know.” She twists around and wraps her arms around my neck. “I’m covered. You?”

  “I always use protection. I’m good.”

  “So, no yucky condoms for us?”

  “I would like that.”

  “Me, too.”

  “I’d also like another one of your kisses.”

  “You can be very sweet, can’t you?”

  “When properly motivated.”

  I lean down and kiss her, sucking her tongue into my mouth. It feels as good as it did the first time it happened. We kiss for several minutes, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. When we stop, she’s breathing heavy.

  “That was really nice,” she says.

  “Yeah, it was.”

  “What do you want to eat?”

  “You.”

  Mackenzie smiles. “You need your strength.”

  “Yeah, I do—to keep up with you.”

  “How about pizza? There’s a good place close by.”

  “Sure.”

  “What kind?”

  “Whatever you want.”

  “Okay.” She moves away from me and I reluctantly let her go. I take my place on the couch, admiring the view from her apartment as she orders. She walks up behind me, sliding her hands down over my chest. I twist my head and suck her nipple into my mouth. She moans softly and I feel my dick coming back to life. She walks around and sits next to me.