“Mr. Rhodes, they’re waiting for you in the conference room.”
Pulling the SD card out of the adapter and sticking it in my pocket with the button, I headed out toward the meeting.
Hours later, after what felt like endless pointless meetings, I still had the black button in my hand. Twirling it between my fingers, I excused myself from the luncheon with the new hires. I needed to see what was on this SD card before it burned a hole in my pocket. I locked myself in my office, shoved the SD card into the adapter, and waited. The video player uploaded, and I tapped the mouse for it to play, then quickly lowered the volume. The vibration was distinctive and loud—anyone passing by my office would know what it was.
I sat back on my leather chair, mesmerized by what was playing on the screen in front of me. The vibrator I had given Katherine was now wrapped around her delicate, small fingers. Her legs were spread open wide for my viewing pleasure, and what I assumed to be a portable camera bounced a little as it shot her beautiful pink pussy, which was now vibrating under her fingertips as she slid them up and down her core.
My cock hardened as I watched her slide the small vibrator along her opening and over her clit. Her moaning was softly audible in the background as her wet folds vibrated under her fingertips. She slid it up to her clit again, circling around her swollen bud, her moaning a high pitch as she hit her tender spot. She slid it against her clit and added just the amount of pressure she needed. She panted, her breath loud as she whimpered, gasping for air with each passing stroke. She moaned and pressed the vibrator against her swollen bud, she brought her other hand down, inserting two fingers deep inside herself.
Unable to look away from the screen, I leaned forward, raising the volume just enough so I could hear her orgasm as she vigorously rubbed the vibrator on her clit. Her voice was soft as she moaned my name. Her body shook, her thighs twitched, and her folds soaked with her arousal. She came apart, and I watched her core pulse before the screen went black.
I needed to see it again. This was the best mail I had ever received. As I pressed the play button, my office phone buzzed.
“Mr. Rhodes, they’re waiting for you to start in the conference room.”
I tugged the SD card out of my computer and put it in my office drawer. Taking a deep breath, I locked it, put the key in my pocket, fixed my erection, and pulled out my cell phone. As I headed down the hallway, I texted Katherine.
Me: That was cheating.
Katherine Wolf: ;)
Walking into the conference room, I put my cell on the table and twirled the button in my fingers as I imagined the video. Regardless of what she had planned for this weekend, things were going to change. She was going to spend it with me.
Under me.
On top of me.
With me.
As I prepped for my next meeting with Evan, my phone beeped on my desk. I prayed it wasn’t another meeting notification. I set the files down on my desk when it beeped again. Two unread text messages.
Katherine Wolf: Are you busy? I’m downstairs.
Katherine Wolf: Bring the button.
Jumping out of my seat, I darted to the elevator, shouting back to Melissa to hold my calls as I pressed the down button. The door slid open, and I rushed in, stabbing the lobby button multiple times.
When the door opened to the main floor, she walked right in before I could step out of the cart. Her perfume saturated the air, and she smiled at me as she hit the button for my floor. She cleared her throat before backing into a corner. Rendered speechless, I watched as she adjusted the camera above her head, so her corner was no longer in sight for security. Katherine wore a long cream-colored coat covering her perfect body. She raised her eyebrows, a mischievous grin on her face. We ascended to the top floor, and her focus was only on me; her green eyes showed a whole lot more than her playful smile did.
“Katherine,” I growled, stalking toward her, my mind recalling her legs spread wide across my computer screen.
“Cole,” she replied breathlessly, holding on to the bars behind her.
“I liked your video.” Placing both of my hands on the wall, I caged her into the tight corner.
“Yeah?” She looked up at me as her teeth grazed her bottom lip.
“But I don’t understand the button.” I moved one hand to pull it out of my pocket, tossing it in the air for her to see. She pushed off the wall and, finding a small space to pass between the wall and me, hit the emergency button.
“Why don’t you rip the rest of them off?”
She walked back to me, lifting her neck as she tugged on the collar of her coat. She found her corner again in the cage of my arms, and her eyes had the same carnal want mine must have shown. I lifted my eyebrow at her, and I pulled on her collar, bringing her closer to me.
“Yeah?” I questioned.
She nodded, biting down on her lower lip. Not second-guessing, I ripped her coat open. Buttons scattered over the floor, and her breath caught in her throat, but my gaze focused only on her exposed, nearly naked body. A black lace garter belt wrapped around her small waist, holding up her sheer stockings. Unable to control myself, I pressed up against her.
“You don’t play fair, Kat.” I cupped her breast, her nipple tightening under my thumb as I stroked it from side to side.
She leaned her head back, pushing her chest out. “Are you going to talk, or are you going to fuck me?” She moaned when I pinched her nipple between my fingers. Her hands released the bars and reached for my zipper, pulling out my ready cock.
“Fuck,” I snarled, biting her neck. My hand slid down Katherine’s body. I spread her lips—her succulent wet pussy was ready for me. I flicked her clit repeatedly until she was on the cusp of a climax and whimpering under my touch. My hand wrapped around her waist and lifted her, so she could wrap her legs around me. I balanced her with one hand as I aligned my cock at her opening. I pushed deep inside of her and brought her down to me. Her core wrapped around me, hugging my cock as her wet lips slid down my shaft.
“Hold on tight, doll. This is going to be quick.” I cupped her ass as I lifted her up and pounded into her over and over again. Her walls hugged me as she quivered and called out my name. I slammed her into the elevator wall as I thrusted inside her, wanting her to milk me with her climax.
“Cole . . .” she moaned, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, her hands wrapped through my hair, tugging it as my lips claimed the tender skin on her neck.
“That’s it, baby. Give it to me,” I growled in her ear when her core clenched around me.
Her body shook, and her legs tightened around my waist. I drove into her as I found my own release, claiming her mouth to cover her moans. I slowed my pace, pouring inside her and riding her release that pulsed around me. I kissed her neck, her chin, and her cheek before finding her swollen lips again.
“That was quick,” she said breathlessly, a devilish smile on her face.
Pulling her off of me, I stood her on the floor. Her legs wobbled a bit, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Well, love, you chose to do this is an elevator. I had no choice.” She laughed, reached into her pocket, and pulled out baby wipes. She handed one to me.
I zipped up my pants while she collected her buttons from the floor. I released the emergency brake, and she tied her coat sash around her waist as the door opened.
“I’ll call you,” she whispered.
Afraid that I might not see her again, I pushed the close door button and pressed the emergency brake once again. “You don’t play fair.” I walked over, closing her into the same corner.
“I’m just returning the favor.” She pursed her lips. “You sent me a gift, and I sent one back. Thought it was enough to get your juices flowing.”
Sliding my hand over her flushed skin, I brought my lips to hers. “I want to see you this weekend.”
She nodded her head in agreement.
“It’s not a question, Kat. I’m seeing you this weekend. So, either you show up at
my house Friday night, or I’ll show up at yours.” I reached back, releasing the brake.
Lifting up on her toes, she kissed my cheek. “Goodbye, Cole.”
“Really?” The elevator door opened before she could respond. “Friday?” I pulled her chin to me, looking for my answer.
“Friday. I’ll be there after work.”
* * *
I sat in my office, preparing my master plan for Friday. I continued to play with the button she gave me as I imagined every way I could have her this weekend. I was holding her captive whether she liked it or not. It couldn’t be one night. I needed her there with me for as long as possible.
I opened the calendar on my computer to make sure I was free. Any plans I did have would be canceled. As I pulled up my email to let my sister know I had plans this weekend after all, my office door opened.
“Was that Katherine Wolf who just walked out of your elevator?” Evan asked, slamming my door shut. I’d been so lost in thought that I hadn’t seen him walk by through the glass walls.
“Who?” How does he know Katherine?
“The blonde in the long coat,” he spat, pacing back and forth in front of my desk. He seemed angrier than usual.
I had known Evan since we were kids. He was the annoying little brat who tattled on the other kids at family parties. He was also an only child, so his mother and father believed anything the little twerp said. I despised him for other reasons as well but having to do additional chores because he cried when he didn’t get his way only built on that anger.
“Oh, her? Yes, she’s Howard Goldstein’s intern on the case.” I watched him carefully as he stopped and turned toward me, his eyes wide as he approached my desk.
“What the fuck was she doing here?” He spoke in a low tone, the words sliding between his closed teeth. Leaning down, he braced both of his hands on my desk and lowered himself to my level.
I stood, moving toward him so he knew I wasn’t intimidated by his anger or his haughtiness. “We go to court in ten days for a preliminary trial hearing with the judge. You know both parties need to have all the legal shit worked out. Why are you here, Evan?” I tried to keep my voice calm.
“Do you know that fucking bitch has been harassing every single one of my exes?” He spat when he spoke about Katherine.
Shocked by what he said, I couldn’t stop the puzzled look on my face. “Exes? I thought they were random hookups that happened to end with signed NDAs.” I tried to make light of what he had just said. Had he confused Katherine with someone else? There was no way she was stupid enough to go after his previous . . . whatever they were.
“Maybe if you were doing the job I’m fucking paying you to do, you would know what she’s up to. Or maybe if you weren’t so busy fucking her in your office, you would know what the fuck she was up to.” He walked closer so we were standing only a few feet from one another.
“I suggest you tread lightly,” I stated. How he knew that Katherine and I were fucking was beyond me, but I wasn’t going to let him have the upper hand.
“And I suggest you do the fucking job I’m paying you to do. That fucking first-year intern bitch has been asking about the rape charges.”
I formed fists at my sides and cracked my knuckles as he spoke, unable to hide my irritation. “Venturini is suing you for unfair and deceptive business practices and slander, not rape. They all have NDAs anyway, so what the fuck does it matter what she’s asking? I was hired by your father to represent you against these charges, not your sex life, so don’t you dare come into my office making accusations. Do I make myself clear?”
He crossed his arms over his chest, and a sleazy smirk appeared on his face. “All I know, Hunter, is that you’d better shut her the fuck up or I will.”
“Evan, you need to watch your conduct.” Threatening to harm Katherine wasn’t something I would tolerate. If he so much as laid a finger on her, I would kill him with my bare hands and enjoy every second of it.
“I don’t need to watch shit.” His smirk vanished. He lowered his arm to his side, matching my stance. “You’re my lawyer, and you are legally bound to keep your mouth shut. What you need to do is shut her up before I destroy her career, and you know I can.”
Unable to stand still any longer, I moved closer to him, my hands at my sides, the knuckles on my fists white from anger. I stepped forward, invading his personal space, I let the words spew from my mouth. “I’m only going to say this once, so listen closely. I don’t fucking work for you. I’m doing a favor for your father. You ever walk into my office and threaten me or anyone else again, I’ll make sure your fucking mouth is permanently wired shut. I’m not fucking Katherine, and even if I were, it’s none of your goddamn business who I stick my cock into. Now, you so much as go near her or any other person I know, and I’ll put you in jail myself. I can guarantee that.” I pushed my chest forward as if we were two boxers. “Got it?”
“Mr. Rhodes?” Melissa interrupted, her eyes heavy and puffy as she held the door to my office open.
“Yes, Melissa?” I broke my gaze from Evan, and he took the opportunity to leave without any acknowledgment. Relaxing my fists, I cracked my neck. “Are you okay, Melissa? Have you been crying?” I asked, walking back to my desk. She was never one to show her emotions in the office, but her eyes were red and matched the tip of her nose.
“It’s nothing, really. I saw the two of you in here, and I wanted to make sure nothing escalated.” She entered my office.
“Thank you.” I looked at her again. She seemed even paler than she had this morning. “Why don’t you take the rest of the day off? Cancel whatever else I have planned for today. I need to take care of something.” I needed to know from Katherine why the fuck she was harassing those women, and why the fuck she hadn’t shared that information with me.
Once I finished up at the office, I headed straight to her brownstone. I double-parked my car in front of her place, not caring if anyone complained, then took her steps two at a time. I banged on her front door until Lila swung it open.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Her eyes were heavy as if she’d been sleeping.
I looked down at my watch. It was almost five in the afternoon. “Is Katherine home?” I walked in, following her to her living room when she didn’t answer me.
She eyed me up and down before turning toward the bedroom. “I’ll get her.”
I paced the small living room, waiting for Katherine to appear as my mind ran wild and fury took the best of my thoughts. Was Evan right? Was she looking into those women? And if so, why? And what the hell was she planning with me? Was I a part of her plan? A piece of her missing puzzle?
I paced back and forth, growing angrier with each passing second. How the fuck had she been this fucking dumb?
19
Katherine
I plugged my headphones into my phone and slid it into my back pocket, letting the music blast in my ears. I knew Lila was sleeping, and I didn’t want to wake her as I folded my laundry and cleaned my room. I couldn’t help the smile that was plastered on my face as I danced around. Although I told myself over and over that I was going to stay away from Cole until the case was over, I couldn’t help but want him.
When James dropped off the vibrator, the brilliant idea to give him a taste of his own medicine popped into my head. Recording wasn’t as easy as I thought, but I eventually got the hang of it. I knew he would be watching it, which turned me on more than I thought possible.
Showing up to his office with nothing on but a garter belt and stockings was thrilling. With each step closer to his office, my heart hummed in my chest. Being with him was changing me, and I loved the new, confident, and sexy Katherine. The Katherine, that didn’t have the memories invading her mind, or the need to use pills. I was letting myself be normal, which was something I never felt before.
Despite the minor fact that I saw Evan when I left the building, nothing was going to ruin my natural high. After my rendezvous in the elevator, I headed hom
e and decided it was time to tackle my pile of dirty laundry. I had just deposited the buttons from my coat on my dresser when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
“Kat?” Lila called.
I spun around and pulled the headphones from my ears.
“You have a visitor.” Lila seemed pissed when she spoke, and her eyes were dark from lack of sleep.
“Sorry. I didn’t hear the door.” I knew she was exhausted from her consecutive shifts at the hospital. I followed her from my room, as we both headed to the living room. My eyes met his, my heart stopped. What was he doing here? Now? Oh crap, there’s no hiding it from Lila now.
“Cole?” I questioned, stunned that he was here.
I looked at Lila for some type of answer. She shrugged and walked toward the kitchen, leaving us alone but staying within listening distance so she knew what was going on. My heart rate picked up again when I looked back at him. His pupils were dilated, and his expression was no longer the endearing one I’d seen in the elevator when I said goodbye. He turned away from me, shook his head, and began to pace.
He stopped in front of me, pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes when he spoke. “Tell me you weren’t stupid enough to go looking into Evan’s exes?”
“What?” I questioned, stunned. How does he know?
Opening his eyes, he closed the gap between us, his height towering over me. “Tell me that the asshole who left my office was fucking lying and you aren’t that fucking stupid.” It was not a question, but more an accusation.
I stood silent.
“Have you been looking into Evan’s rape charges?” His voice was low and hollow.
I searched his eyes, as I found my voice. “How do—”
He threw his hands in the air. “Fuck!” he shouted. “Are you that stupid? This is utter bullshit. You do know that Natasha is suing him for unfair and deceptive business practices and slander, right?” His condescending tone pissed me off. “Not fucking rape.”
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