David was naked, sat in the chair, with his hand wrapped around his cock, which looked to be fully erect. I couldn’t move my eyes. He’d never done anything like that before.
“How about giving me that sexy mouth?”
Oh god, was he for real?
While I stood speechless, his breathing started to change as he sped up his movement with his fist.
“David.” I really didn’t know what to say or do. “What….”
“Hell, babe, I’ve never known you to be speechless before.” He laughed. “I’m so close to finishing. You going to come over here and suck me off?”
“Like hell. Your fist seems to be working just fine.” Rather proud of myself, I walked to the bedroom and quickly grabbed my jazz pants and a top, then locked myself in the bathroom.
I turned the shower on and quickly stripped, climbed in, then finally gave in to the tears that had been threatening to fall for weeks.
My mother always used to say a good cry did the world of good and made you feel better. I really hoped it did.
I still couldn’t get over walking in on him jerking off. I didn’t think he could ever surprise me. Well, he sure had.
My mind jumped back to the tender moment in Michael’s office. I’d wanted him so badly, and still did. My body burned for him and that was after only knowing him for less than twenty-four hours. His shaft had looked a lot bigger than David’s, and yes, I did look when I was leaving his office. Michael had been fully aroused, if the thick bulge outlined in his trousers was anything to go by. Now if it had been Michael sitting in the chair naked asking for my mouth, I sure as hell wouldn’t have had a problem with that. I was aroused to high heaven after that thought.
My shower finished, I stepped out and dried off. I threw the towel into the laundry basket and pulled my clothes on. I sat on the toilet seat and tried to decide how I needed to handle the scene with David, which had left me stunned and embarrassed.
We were due to meet some friends of ours, Daniel and Val, at our usual wine bar in about three hours, which was the last thing I needed tonight. I’d prefer to crawl into bed and wake up tomorrow when it was time to head into the office.
Chapter 10
~~ MICHAEL ~~
I watched Lily leave my office and eventually the building. It had been…. hard. She had really gotten under my skin. Because of that, I was still suffering, or rather my cock was. Oh, I’d seen Lily glance down and notice how aroused I was. I’d also noticed the flush along her cheeks just before she’d shut my office door. With a groan, I smoothed my hand over my desire and caught my breath. I was so tempted to give myself the relief I craved, but the real relief wouldn’t happen until I was between Lily’s thighs.
Before I could do anything about it, I quickly picked my cell up and dialed George.
“Mr McKenzie?” he answered.
“I’ll be ready in five, George.” I ran my hands through my hair as I looked out through the window into the early evening dusk.
“I’ve just left the hotel, so I’ll be there soon.” He hung up.
I tried to straighten myself a bit, I hadn’t realized I was so rumpled. I unrolled my shirt sleeves, refastened the top two buttons at my neck, straightened my tie and then grabbed my suit jacket. A bit straighter than I was, I made sure everything was switched off, then collected my belongings and flicked off the lights before I locked the office doors.
Standing in the elevator, I smiled as I remembered the journey I’d taken this morning in the same elevator. The journey that had changed what I wanted out of life. Lily.
I sighed, stepping from the elevator and made my way outside to find George, who was standing at the side of the car with a huge grin on his face. His expression didn’t waver as I walked closer. I returned his grin when I realized his body was there, but his mind was most certainly elsewhere. “I gather you had a good day.” I smirked.
“Oh yes….” He blushed. “I mean, an interesting day.”
I laughed. My chauffeur was embarrassed.
“You’re not the only one to have one of those days.” He raised an eyebrow in question. “Don’t ask.”
Sitting back in the car, I watched as George drove out of the city to my home. My home was secluded and approximately twenty minutes from where the McKenzie building was located downtown.
I had drawn up the design myself and had it built by McKenzie Holdings, moving in as soon as construction was complete. That was four years ago.
It was my domain, my space, and no one uninvited was welcome. Needless to say, I never had a woman, other than my mother, inside the walls.
On the outside, my home looked like a large rustic log cabin, but inside it was anything but rustic. I loved my comforts and if they included every modern convenience, like my large flat screen television that on the odd occasion, I’d been known to kick back in front of with my brothers to watch a game or two, then so be it.
George opened the door for me, which was odd. I climbed out and scowled at him.
“We’re home now, and I figured since you’ve been sitting in the back while I’ve been parked for five minutes already, you might need a reminder on how to open the door.”
I laughed. “Well, thanks for that George. I’m a bit distracted.”
He looked at me and then the light seemed to go on in that head of his. “Ah, a woman. I don’t think I’ve ever known you to be distracted with a woman before. Anyone I know?”
“No. She’s my new assistant.” I growled out.
George seemed startled. “Oh.”
I sighed. “Exactly.”
“I see the problem.” He chuckled and climbed back into the car. George lived on my land in a small two bedroom cabin about ten minutes walk from the main house. It was part and parcel of the job of being my chauffeur.
I walked inside and placed everything on the table in the entrance hall, which included my jacket and tie, then walked into ‘the cave’, as my mother liked to call it. It had shelves of books, a large desk with the newest in Apple technology and what I desperately needed right now – alcohol.
With a whiskey poured, I sat at my desk in the dark and wondered what Lily was doing. I wondered if her bastard of a boyfriend was trying to worm his way back into her good graces or if he was still being an ass. I wanted nothing more than for Lily to be with me, which was stupid, considering I’d known her less than twenty-four hours. I found myself looking forward to tomorrow, and it actually had nothing to do with work.
My cell started to ring as I was about to take a drink of the whiskey. I placed the glass into my left hand and answered on the third jingle. “Hello, McKenzie.”
“Mr McKenzie, it’s Derek,” he said nervously.
Derek was the man I’d asked to find out what he could about why Lily had lost her job and David hadn’t. “I know who you are. Have you found out anything?”
“I overheard a conversation earlier today, which shed some light on why Lily was let go. At lunch, David and another man named Peter, were talking about Lily. Apparently, they had a meeting with you and discovered she was now working for you. David sounded really pissed, but the other guy asked him why he was bothered, since he was screwing the boss’s daughter.”
Fuck. I sure as hell hadn’t been expecting that. “Are you sure?”
“David made a couple of crude comments about her, and Lily for that matter, so yes. From what he was saying, it seemed that way and I think the boss’s daughter had something to do with Lily leaving.”
“Thanks, Derek. You’ve been a great help. I’ll transfer you the money tonight.”
“Thank you, Mr McKenzie. Have a good night.”
I slammed my phone down onto the desk and drained my glass of whiskey, before I threw it into the fire, which I’d yet to set. What a fuckin’ mess. Did I tell Lily or let her find out for herself? If I told her, I’d be able to console her, providing she didn’t shoot the messenger. If she found out for herself, she might come to me on her own. What a damn posit
ion to be in.
The sooner she was away from him the better. The thought of them together was driving me crazy.
I answered my phone again. “Yes,” I said, still annoyed.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Lucien asked.
“Nothing. What’s wrong? Has Sebastian showed up yet?” I sat back in my chair feeling the exhaustion settle in, which usually happened after a glass of whiskey.
“Yeah, he’s here. Just wanted to let you know he’d arrived. Why are you fobbing me off?”
I laughed. Trust Lucien to see through me. “No reason, just one of those days…. don’t forget the McKenzie picnic in a couple of weeks,” I reminded him.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be there. If I must.”
“You must,” I replied. If I didn’t force him to be there, he’d stay holed up in Denver.
“All right, Michael. I’ll see you in two weeks and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He laughed.
I hung up the phone, only to have it ring not two minutes later.
“Ruben, now what?”
“Well you sound in a good mood.” Ruben laughed down the phone.
“Look, I’ve had a shit day, so just get on with it.”
“Okay, I was ringing to see if you wanted to come down to the club tonight for a couple of drinks….and to get laid.”
I growled. “If I wanted to get laid, I’m quite capable of finding myself my own woman…. but a few drinks sounds good.”
“So you’ll come down then?”
“Yes.”
I hung up. If I didn’t know better I’d say he was up to something. Fists might fly if he had a woman there, ready and waiting. I only wanted one woman.
Lily.
Chapter 11
~~ LILY ~~
I’d been hiding in the bathroom for about forty-five minutes and my stomach was growling. I really needed some food. The best I could hope for was that he’d cleaned up and left the apartment. I really hoped he had, I wasn’t sure what the hell I was supposed to say to him after that little show.
Okay, I could do this. I plastered on a brave face and opened the bathroom door, only to get hit by the aroma of butter chicken. I followed the delicious smell to the kitchen and found David there, fully dressed – thank god – with an apron tied around his waist at the stove, stirring what I presumed was butter chicken. The only thing David seemed capable of cooking.
He turned and caught me watching him. “I thought you were going to stay in there all night.”
I laughed. “I wasn’t sure what exactly I’d be walking out into, after, you know.” I waved my arms around.
He looked at me for the longest time. “I’d been horny all day after seeing you all business–like at McKenzie’s.”
My mouth dropped. Was he for real? He’d been pissed as hell.
“Are you sure about that? Because that wasn’t the impression I got earlier.”
Sitting at the table in the kitchen, I waited for him to respond. He’d heard me, as his shoulders stiffened briefly. I watched him while he served the chicken dish with rice and after placing my plate on the table he took his seat opposite me.
He poured us both a glass of wine and looked at me, offering a toast. “To your new job.”
Okay, I could play along. “To my new job.” I agreed and placed my wine back on the table as he continued to watch me.
“I reacted badly today at McKenzie’s. It was a shock to see you there with Michael McKenzie. The guy couldn’t keep his eyes off you, which got my back up.”
I started to eat, thinking carefully, about how to respond. “David, you where an ass and acted very unprofessionally. There’s no way you expected me to just sit at home all day, doing nothing. I’ve always worked, even through college. I can’t believe you wouldn’t expect me to find another job.” I glared at him for a few minutes before continuing to eat. I really was hungry, which didn’t surprise me, as I’d missed lunch.
He sighed and placed his fork back on his plate. “Okay, I was pissed, because I couldn’t believe you hadn’t told me about working there. Not only that, but when you stopped in the doorway and your boss walked into you, there was no need for him to keep his hands on you like he did.”
It had felt damn good being held against Michael, feeling his arousal against my backside, and then when I turned to ask him to release me, our faces were mere inches apart. He made me so damn hot.
“Look, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the job.” He raised an eyebrow at me, wanting me to continue, but all I wanted to do was eat, then head to bed and forget all about going out later. “I didn’t tell you, because I didn’t want a lecture from you. There, I’ve said it.” Having finished eating I pushed my plate away and glared at him, waiting for his response.
He sat back in his chair and looked into his wine. “I’m sorry too, Lily. I really am. I’ve had a lot on my mind lately and I guess I’ve been taking it out on you. Will you forgive me? We’ve been together a long time, and I don’t want to lose you.”
What could I say to that? I really didn’t want to be in this relationship anymore and I hoped he didn’t either. Although Michael was stuck in my head, I’d actually been feeling like that for a while now. I wasn’t sure I was brave enough to say anything yet, especially since I had nowhere else to go.
“What was going on when I came home? You’ve never done anything like that before,” I asked, feeling rather embarrassed, and by the blush on his face, he was too.
“I thought if you saw me doing something like that, then perhaps you would be more interested. I thought you might find it hot.”
Flabbergasted, I just stared at him. “I think I need to go and get ready to go out, although I would prefer to go to bed. I’m really tired after my first day at work.” I just wanted this conversation over with.
“We could blow Daniel and Val off and stay here if you wanted to. I’m not opposed to an early night.”
That wasn’t what I wanted. I didn’t want him to touch me if I was totally honest. “No, I’ve been looking forward to seeing Val.”
“Okay.” He didn’t look too bothered with my rejection.
“We’re still meeting them at the wine bar, right?” I shouted back to him on my way to the bedroom.
“Club Kenza. It only opened last week, but Daniel rang earlier today and said Val had managed to get four priority tickets. Hope you don’t mind going to a club rather than a bar,” David said as he started to follow me to the bedroom.
“No, that’s fine.” At least I’d be able to get lost in the music for a while, instead of having to make small talk with David in the wine bar.
Chapter 12
~~ MICHAEL ~~
I only planned on having a couple of beers tonight, so I threw on some jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt with my leather jacket, then dragged my Harley out of the garage and let her roar into town towards Ruben’s new business venture, Club Kenza.
When I talked on the phone with Ruben earlier, it sounded like he had something up his sleeve, which worried me. He mentioned getting laid, but I hoped to hell he took me seriously when I’d said I wasn’t interested. The last thing I was in the mood for tonight was to fight off some woman who Ruben thought I’d like. The only woman I wanted was out with her boyfriend.
I parked the bike directly in front of the club knowing Keith, the security guard at the door, would keep a close eye on it.
When I climbed from the bike, I shook Keith’s hand and he opened the door for me. As soon as I walked inside I was pulled into the beat of whatever the DJ had playing. Everyone seemed to love it, if the gyrating and screaming was anything to go by. It wasn’t that bad, at least for a club. I actually preferred quieter music, with less shouting.
The music was just what I needed to bring the headache that had been hovering for most of the day to front and center. I knew this was a really bad idea and just as I was about to go in search of my brother to tell him that I was heading home, he found me with a woman on h
is arm.
I was going to kill him.
“Michael, I was wondering when you’d get here. I’d like you to meet Michelle.”
I held my hand out to shake hers and found her in my arms. What the hell. Ruben made a quick getaway.
“Hello, Michael. Your brother has told me you’re in need of some female company.”
“Well, I’m afraid my brother has been misinformed,” I replied, while trying to untangle from her. Christ, she was like a bloody octopus. “Look, Michelle, I’m sure you’re a nice young woman, but I really just want to be alone tonight.”
She started crying. What the hell? Why me?
Ruben was in deep shit when I got my hands on him.
I could be polite for a short time and then hopefully, someone more willing would come along. “Let’s go and find a table, then have a drink.” She perked up at that, obviously being able to turn the water works on and off when she wanted.
I took hold of her by the elbow and led her through the throng of dancers to a table and then placed our drinks order.
How the hell did I get myself into these situations? Or rather, why did my brothers get me into these situations? I thought driving to Rubens bar tonight would change my mood slightly from being pissed, because Lily was with someone else, but it hadn’t, thanks to my ass-of-a-brother who had tried to fix me up. Being dumped with Michelle by Ruben really did piss me off. It wasn’t her fault, so the least I could do was be polite. I really wanted to head home.
One of the waitresses brought our drinks and placed them on the table. I knocked the whiskey back and then empted half the beer. Michelle just sat and watched me while she sipped her wine and snacked on the peanuts that had been left on the table.
“What do you do, Michael?”
“Construction,” I replied dryly. This was not a date, so date questions didn’t apply and hopefully she would start to get the hint and look around for someone else.
“So you build things, like at a construction site?”
I sat forward and looked at her for a minute. She really was pretty. She had a slim build, blond hair, blue eyes and large breasts, which she kept pushing up with her arms. Anymore pushing up and they’d fall out of her dress.
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