Chasing Desire

by Jennifer Domenico

  “Are you going to answer the door naked?” I ask.

  She looks down at herself. “I guess that wouldn’t be a good idea.” She grabs my shirt off the floor and puts it on. “There.”

  “You look good in that.”

  “Thanks.”

  “I love your tits. Absolutely gorgeous.”

  She grins. “Yeah? Thanks. I’m fond of them.”

  “My weakness. I’m definitely a boob man.”

  “Well, I love your cock so we’ll have to make sure the two body parts are properly introduced.” She leans forward and kisses me before taking a sip of her martini.

  “Are you originally from San Diego?” I ask.

  “Yes. You?”

  “Yes. Have you had any serious relationships?”

  “Yes. You?” She grins.

  “Not really. I’m more of a sex-only kind of guy.”

  “Works for me.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yes, but I have some ideas.”

  “About?”

  She opens her mouth to answer when the doorbell rings. She stands to answer while I pull some cash out of my pocket to pay.

  “I got it,” she says.

  She opens the door and signs something. I can see the delivery guy from where I sit, but I’m pretty sure the only thing he sees is Mackenzie half naked in my shirt. I stand and clear my throat so he knows she’s not alone. I don’t give a shit that he can see my dick. Now he knows she was fucked and by who. He looks over at me and nods politely.

  Mackenzie takes the pizza and shuts the door. Placing it on the coffee table, she sits on the floor and opens the box. She pulls out a slice and takes a bite, then waves her hands excitedly.

  “It’s hot, but I’m starving.”

  I laugh. “Patience. No sense in burning your mouth.”

  “I couldn’t wait.”

  “So tell me about this idea you have for us?” I get a slice of pizza and take a bite.

  “I told you before that I want to be big in this industry. You and I together could be quite the force to be reckoned with. Look what we accomplished in that short session about Majestic.”

  “Okay. So are you suggesting we have a relationship based on what we can do professionally? We already have that.”

  “Come on, Brayden. It’s obvious we are perfect for each other. We think the same. We want the same things in life. I don’t want to be tied down with marriage and babies, but I do want to get fucked every day and I want a fabulous career. Tell me what you want is different.”

  Nope, that’s pretty much it.

  “Do you expect exclusivity?” I ask.

  “Do you plan on fucking someone else?”

  “Not at the moment, but one never knows.”

  “I’d like a trial period of it being just you and me. I don’t want anyone to come between us until I’ve shown you what we could have. With one exception.”

  “And that is?”

  “I like chicks. Not enough to be exclusive with one. I need a cock made of flesh, not plastic. That said, I enjoy the occasional romp with a female. Maybe you can watch.”

  “Is that so?”

  “Yep. How does that make you feel?”

  “Turned on, honestly. I can only imagine how hot you look with your tongue buried in some chick’s vag.”

  “If you are agreeable to that then I think we can make this work.”

  “A trial period?”

  “Yes.”

  “I get to watch you with a girl?”

  “Sure.”

  “Do I get to fuck her?”

  “Negotiable.”

  “Fair enough.”

  “Okay, then.”

  “I feel like we just negotiated a contract rather than discussing our relationship.”

  “Ah, does that make you feel dirty?” she teases. “I like you a lot, but I don’t need either of us to pretend this is something more than it is.”

  “Alright, Mac. It works for me.” At least for now.

  “Good. Ready to shower? I need you again.”

  “Yeah, I’m ready.”

  She leads me to the bathroom, which is much larger than I expected. Everything is marble and glass. She walks inside the shower and turns on the water. There’s a nice bench at the back of the shower that I think would be a nice place to nail her one more time. She removes my shirt, letting it drop to the floor. Grinning, she steps back into the shower and motions for me to join her.

  Standing under the hot water, I smile as Mac begins soaping my body. Mmm, it feels good.

  “Which one of these is the meaningful one?” she asks as she drags her fingers over the various tattoos on my chest and torso.

  “Which one do you think it is?”

  Mackenzie eyes my body closely, which only turns me on even more. “This one.” Her hand stops right over the one on the lowest part of my torso. The part that is just under the waistband of my boxers, when I’m wearing them. How did she figure that out?

  “Yeah.” It’s all I say. I don’t want to talk about the meaning of it.

  “It’s cool. I love the location. Super sexy.”

  “Thanks.”

  “Are you going to tell me the story?”

  “No.”

  She drags her hands down my body. “Maybe I’ll get it out of you,” she says, smiling. “Are you playing hard to get?”

  “I’ve never been hard to get a day in my life.”

  “Not true. I had to work to get this moment to happen.”

  Taking the soap from her, I try my best to distract her. I run my soapy hands over her tits, pinching and squeezing as I do. Then between her legs and ass cheeks. She turns around and bends over, allowing me full access to her backside. I would slide in now but water doesn’t make an effective lube. Instead, I slap her skin a few times. She arches her back each time my hand makes contact with her. Grabbing her waist, I pull her upright and twist my hand in her hair. Pulling her head back just slightly, I kiss her neck.

  “Let’s get out of here,” I whisper.

  “Yeah.” She quickly turns the water off and we grab a couple of towels before going into her bedroom. The all-white theme continues in here, too, but a huge platform bed with a black base dominates the room. Mackenzie plops down on it and spreads her legs wide for me. I climb up and hover above her as I slide in one more time.

  I roll over and see Mackenzie sound asleep beside me. If I don’t leave soon, I’ll fall asleep, too, and that would just make for an awkward morning. I climb quietly out of bed and find my clothes in the living room. Looking down at my watch, I see it’s nearly eleven o’clock.

  “Are you leaving?” Mackenzie’s sleepy voice comes from the hallway.

  I look back at her beautiful naked body and walk towards her before pulling her into my arms. “I need to go home. We work tomorrow.”

  “If we didn’t, would you stay with me?”

  “Yeah.” I kiss her neck. “It’s hard to leave you.”

  “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  “You will.” I run my hands over her body once more, kissing her neck one last time as she presses against me. “Thanks for tonight, Mac. You are amazing.”

  She smiles. “Back at ya.”

  “Night, gorgeous.”

  “Good night, Brayden.”

  I let myself out and hear the door lock behind me. When I get back to the lobby, the valet attendant who helped me earlier is there. He smiles knowingly at me and tells me he’ll get my car. It’s not that obvious what I’ve been doing, is it? Once inside my car, I look at my reflection. My hair is a mess and my neck is smudged with lipstick I clearly didn’t get off in the shower. I laugh and put the car into drive.

  Back inside my apartment, I take another quick shower, making sure to scrub my neck and chest, and then I climb into bed. What a crazy day. Crazy perfect.

  I get dressed slowly, my mind stuck on how I am going to move forward with Mackenzie. I slept so deeply I almost felt drugged. Nothing like releasing al
l that energy with the woman who caused it, and not just my hand.

  I drive to work and brace myself for the sight of her again. She’ll be professional and aloof, I have no doubt. I also don’t kid myself that my dick won’t throb and bounce the minute I see her.

  After parking my car, I head up to my floor, bypassing the level with my team on it. I’m not ready to see her yet, but I know I will want to. In fact, I already want to climb between her legs again. I need a good reason to talk to her alone, a reason to call her up here and shut the door, but I don’t want to start any gossip. As I ride up the elevator, a thought hits me that will work.

  “Morning, Macy,” I say, greeting my assistant.

  “Morning, Brayden. You’re in a good mood.”

  “I slept really well. Hey, can you get three quick meetings on the calendar for me today? I need to see Mackenzie, Matt, and Chad. Say, fifteen minutes each?”

  “Sure. What is the subject line?”

  “Touch base. They all have projects I need updates on.”

  “I’ll get on it now.”

  “Thank you. How’s everything else?”

  “Just fine. Nice and quiet. You?”

  “Fantastic.”

  “That’s good. You seem rested.”

  “Best night in a long time.” I grin. “I really needed it.”

  “Nice. I’ll get these scheduled.”

  “Thanks.”

  I walk in my office and log in. I think this should be enough of a cover for getting Mackenzie alone. I’ll shut the door and then tell her how much I can’t wait to eat her out again. I adjust myself at the thought. That girl is something else.

  A few minutes later, Macy buzzes me and tells me I have Matt at nine, Chad at nine-twenty, and Mac after that. Perfect. No one will interrupt me with her. I busy myself with emails and return calls.

  Finally, it’s nine-thirty and Mackenzie should be here any minute. My stomach turns with anticipation. I made a point of closing the door with the other two meetings so it wouldn’t be weird when I do it when she gets here. My mind wanders to what she might be wearing today, especially underneath her clothes. At this point, I’ll be hard pressed to keep my hands off of her.

  I hear her talking to Macy and prepare to see her by looking busy reading some paperwork. She knocks softly on the door and clears her throat.

  “You wanted to see me, Brayden?”

  “Yes, I do. Close the door, please.”

  She closes it and smiles, leaning back against it before she approaches me. “What about, sir?”

  “You look amazing.” She does. The light blue button down blouse she’s wearing sets off her skin tone nicely. It’s tucked into a tight black skirt that slits up the back. Once again, she’s wearing sky high black stilettos. Jesus.

  “Thanks,” she says as she runs her hands over her skirt. “Did you sleep well?”

  “Amazing, actually.”

  She pops out her bottom lip in a pout. “Not me. Something was missing. Or someone.” She saunters closer and leans on my desk next to me.

  I can’t stop myself from running my hands up the inside of her thighs. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah. What do I have to do to get you to stay the night?”

  “Ask.”

  “Will you stay the night with me? Tonight?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good,” she says, and scoots all the way up so she is sitting on the edge of my desk. She hikes her skirt up just enough so she can put her legs on either side of mine. “What did you want to see me about?”

  “I just wanted to see you. Alone. I wanted to touch you somewhere. Anywhere. I want to kiss you. I just want to be around you, even for just a few minutes.”

  “You’re being sweet again, Brayden.”

  “I don’t feel sweet. I feel like pulling your hair and slapping your ass.”

  “Mmm, that sounds like fun. Rain check?”

  “Definitely.” I run my hands up her legs and under her skirt. “Are you wearing panties?”

  “Yep. Do you want them?”

  ‘”Fuck yeah.”

  “Then get them.”

  “Oh, Jesus.”

  She grins and hikes her skirt up just a little bit more. I can just see a peek of white lace. I push her knees open and smile. The panties are completely see-through. In fact, there isn’t even a point to wearing them except they are sexy as hell. I bury my face between her legs and inhale her scent before biting at her through the fabric. She tangles my hair through her fingers and moans.

  “I can only be here for fifteen minutes,” she whispers.

  “I know.” I pull the panties off and stare at her awesome pussy. I don’t know if I’ve ever thought of one as beautiful before, but hers definitely is. I kiss it several times then leisurely drag my tongue up and down.

  “Brayden,” she whispers. “We can’t right now.”

  “Why not?”

  I look up at her as an evil grin spreads across her face. “We shouldn’t.”

  “You don’t strike me as one to back down.”

  “You don’t want to unleash this side of me, babe. I’ll run with it.”

  “Threat or promise?” I ask, using her words from the night before.

  “Take it as you like,” she laughs and I respond by sucking on her clit. She stops laughing and throws her head back, placing both her legs on my shoulders.

  I keep licking and sucking, getting my fill of her, but stop suddenly. I want to leave her needing more. I move up her body and suck her gorgeous lips into my mouth for a much needed kiss. As we kiss, I squeeze her tits and her ass. God, she is so fucking hot.

  “Mmm, babe, you gotta stop this or I’m definitely staying longer,” she murmurs.

  “Someday, I’m gonna fuck you in here, on this desk.”

  “I look forward to the day.”

  I help her to her feet and watch her compose herself. Running my fingers through my hair, I watch as she pulls her skirt back into place and tucks her blouse back in. I pick her panties up and shove them in my pocket.

  “You’re going to have a collection pretty soon.”

  “One I will be proud of.” I pull her by the waist and kiss her once more. “I don’t want to wash my face. I’ll just walk around all day with Mackenzie on my lips.”

  She laughs. “That’s awesome.”

  “You’re awesome.”

  She pulls some lip gloss out of her pocket and quickly reapplies. “I’ll see you tonight?”

  “You bet your ass.”

  “You’re staying?”

  “All night, baby.”

  “Perfect. Have a good day.”

  “How could I not.”

  Mackenzie walks to the door and opens it. “I’ll have the rest of my proposal written up for you this afternoon,” she says, reverting to her normal business composure. There is not a single hint of what just happened between us.

  “Thanks. I’ll look forward to it.”

  She walks off and I step over to Macy. “Any messages for me?”

  “Nope. Did you get everything you wanted from your team this morning?”

  I try to hide the shit eating grin that threatens to appear. “I did. Good updates.”

  I walk back in my office satisfied with myself. Things might work out with Mac pretty well after all.

  The rest of the day is uneventful. The usual lunch meeting, staff meetings, lots and lots of meetings. Even though it’s boring as hell, it’s shit I need to do. If I’m going to open my own agency someday, I need to learn this stuff. I do miss the actual work, though. Going with Matt and Mackenzie to present to Majestic will be fun. Plus, I get to see her doing what she does best. Well, second best. She’s a beast in the bedroom.

  At five, I shut down my PC and say goodbye to Macy before going downstairs to say goodnight to my team. Mackenzie is still there, which makes me happy. We can’t always be gone at the same time. She smiles professionally, but continues working, paying me no special attention. Damn, she’s good.
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  I push the elevator for the parking garage and pull out my phone to text her.

  Me: I’m going home to pick up some things then I’ll see you at your place. Six good?

  Mac: Very good.

  Me: See you soon.

  Mac: I’m already wet.

  Fuuuck. I swear my dick immediately hardened when I read that. I can barely get home fast enough so I can get back to her. I drive home in record time and grab a suit and then pack a quick overnight bag. I realize that I’m actually really looking forward to seeing her again. Last night was incredible and after the way she behaved so smoothly at work, I know I have nothing to worry about. I take a quick shower and throw on a pair of jeans and a cream cashmere sweater. After spraying some cologne, I’m ready to go see my little sex goddess. Turns out, Mackenzie Reed was just what I needed.

  I put the top down on the car and drive over to Mac’s place. It’s a chilly night, but I feel hot so the cool air is refreshing. Besides, as soon as I get back in her arms, I’m pretty sure things will heat up. I pull up to the valet and the same guy from last night approaches the car.

  “Hello again, sir,” he says as he opens my car door.

  “Hello. I’ll be staying the night tonight.” I slip some money in his hand and wink.

  “Enjoy your evening, sir.”

  “I have no doubt I will.”

  Walking inside I feel the anticipation building. What ways can I twist and turn that girl around tonight? What will she be wearing this time? What will it feel like to wake up beside her in the morning? I hit the elevator button as my mind swirls with possibilities.

  Once on her floor, I knock softly and curse myself for not bringing something to give her. Next time I’ll bring her some wine or something. She opens the door, wearing a pink silk robe and smiles.

  “Well, hello, Mr. James.”

  “Hello, Ms. Reed. Need some company tonight?”

  “How did you know?” She laughs and lets me in. “I was just fixing myself a martini. Want one?”