Billionaires and Baby Rattles(47)

By sheer force of will, she wrenched away and faced him, panting. “Are you serious about this?”

He took the notebook from her trembling fingers and opened it to the page where she’d listed the women. He held it up and pointed out a name before tossing the notebook across the floor. The pink square slid over the polished surface and came to rest in the doorway leading into the dining room. Then he retrieved his cell phone from his pocket and scrolled through the contacts. She watched in silence while he found the same woman’s name he’d pointed out and dialed her. With a few clipped words that made her wince, he had arranged for a date in a couple nights’ time. After that, the phone disappeared back into his pocket.

“Now, what do you say?” he demanded.

Kenzie leaned on the elevator door and reached out to grab his tie. She slowly drew him in closer and raised her chin while he advanced. Just inches between them, he stopped despite how she pulled. She cast an inquisitive look at him and drew in a sharp breath when he thrust a hand between her legs. Tonight, she’d worn a long dress that extended to her ankles. Buttons from the neckline went all the way down the material, bringing together the two sides. Easton’s fingers slid past a gap to stroke her pussy through her panties.

A deep moan rose in his throat. “Mm, you’re wet. Those panties need to come off. Now.”

He lowered his head to kiss her, and she let his tongue in, twirling her own with it. As good as the kiss was, it didn’t last long. She whined in disappointment, but he only meant to watch as he opened buttons on her dress. He hooked a finger over the band of her underwear and dragged them down.

“Take them off, Kenzie. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Through the larger gap he’d made in her dress, she began working her panties over her hips. Easton dropped to one knee to unbutton the rest of the way to the bottom of the dress. When she stepped out of her panties, she went to undo the top of her dress, but he stopped her.

“No, leave it. I don’t want you completely naked yet.” He raised both sides and just stared at her shaved pussy. “Damn, you’re beautiful down there. Keep it bare like that. I like it.”

She suppressed a grin. “You’re under the impression that you give me orders, sir. I’m not one of your employees.”

He stood and used two fingers to part her nether lips and expose her clit. “No, you’re not because if you were, I’d bend you over my desk on a daily basis.”

She stared at him. “You’re not telling me you do that to the women in your office?”

He stepped closer and skimmed a thumb over her swollen bud. She struggled to keep a cool head, but he made it impossible. “No, I’m telling you you’re so beautiful I would forget about work and just take your luscious body.”

“Take,” she echoed feverishly.

“Take,” he murmured in her ear.

The next instant had her up on the elevator door, her legs spread, and him standing between them. His fingers bit into her waist, refusing to let her move an inch. Kenzie’s chest rose and fell at a rapid pace. She fought to calm down, but with him so tight, his slacks brushing her exposed pussy, that wasn’t happening.

“You’ll mess up your clothes,” she warned.

He dropped her to her feet, and she had to grab on to his shoulders to keep from falling.

“Open my pants.”

Kenzie clenched her jaw and began unbuckling his belt. She lowered the zipper and pushed his pants over narrow hips. Hungry to see what he had for her, she shoved his shirt up and dragged down his boxers. A thick, hard, and long cock sprung free, stretching toward her and dripping with precome at the head. This was her last chance to tell him no and that sleeping with him wasn’t a good idea.

Too late! She stroked his cock from base to tip, and she felt his shudder. He pulled her hand away and thumped it against the door. Bending his knees, he pressed between her legs once again. The tip of his cock teased her pussy, and she went up on her tiptoes, moaning.

“Easton.” His name on her lips was more a rasp than a word, and he responded by giving a small thrust. Her entrance stretched around his girth. She whimpered in pleasure. At her reaction, he pushed farther. His dick slid deeper and deeper until it filled her and his pelvis lay flush with hers. Then he was gone. She opened her eyes, disappointed. “What’s wrong?”

“I forgot myself.” He ran a hand over his face. “I do not have unprotected sex.”

She slapped a hand over her mouth and then lowered it. “You’re right. Neither do I. Maybe we shouldn’t do this.”