“Haddison!”
“Kennedy!”
They called out to each other, succumbing to pleasure so intense and so powerful that it blasted them out of this universe. He wasn’t sure when, or how, they would ever come back down to Earth. It took a while, but somehow they managed. Depleted of strength, he eased off her, though he didn’t withdraw. Throwing his leg over hers, he locked their bodies and then kissed her again.
When he finally released her mouth, she whispered his name before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep. He looked at her for long minutes, before closing his own. For the first time in his life, he felt at peace.
If she hadn’t woken on her own, Kennedy suspected Haddison would have let her sleep as long as she wanted. When she opened her eyes, she found him staring at her as they lie face-to-face, their bodies still joined.
“Hello,” she said coming awake. If he thought she was the least bit embarrassed waking up this way with him, he was mistaken. Although she’d never done anything like this before — dozing off with a man’s penis still deeply buried inside of her — she liked the experience. In fact, it felt good.
“Hello back at you. And now that you are awake, I need to take care of something,” he said, unlocking his leg and slowly easing out of her. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
She missed him the minute his feet touched the floor, but understood what he had to do. He hadn’t closed the bathroom door, so she watched him peel off the used condom and dispose of it. He glanced over at her and caught her looking. When he gave her one hell of a seductive smile, she could feel a tingling sensation between her legs start up again.
He walked out of the bathroom, pausing to pull another condom out of the nightstand and put it on. She was ready, could feel her juices already flowing. And when he returned to the bed, he surprised her by reaching down between her legs, as if he sensed the wetness there.
He leaned in and kissed her while his fingers moved inside of her, making her moan in his mouth. Then suddenly, he snatched his mouth from hers and lowered his head between her legs. If his aim was to show her what he could do with his mouth, then he was succeeding. His tongue wasn’t just claiming her clit, it was transforming it into a mass of sensations desperately needing release.
Never had she been made love to this intensely. He was stroking her as if he intended to get his fill. And he was. And when she’d been nearly pushed over the edge again, he quickly moved to straddle her body and thrust hard inside of her.
She suddenly came, screaming her pleasure, hollering his name. He kept going, whipping her into another orgasm, and then another, before he finally threw his head back to enjoy his own climax.
One day, she’d feel the essence of him exploding in her, and not into a condom. That thought made her come again. Never had fantasizing about a man doing something to her made her climax. That just showed how aroused she could get with Haddison. Easily and effortlessly. And she had no complaints. It felt awesome. He was awesome.
At that moment, she knew she’d fallen…hard.
“GLAD YOU DECIDED TO grace us with your presence at dinner, Ken.”
She glanced over at Victoria as she sat down at the table. She knew her cousin’s playful jab was because they rarely saw her these days. That night at Haddison’s place had kicked off what Kennedy believed to be the greatest days of her life. They’d been together almost three weeks, but already she was spending more time at Haddison’s place than she was at home. “Glad you guys missed me.”
“We have, but if you’re happy, then we’re happy for you,” Sebrina said, giving Victoria and Monica a stern look. “Kennedy isn’t a baby. In fact, she’s older than the two of you and can handle her own business.”
“We’re just concerned since we haven’t seen her much,” Monica said smiling. “But I agree, you can’t do better than Haddison, aka Mr. Hottie.”
Victoria shrugged. “Kennedy is only a couple of months older than me, so age doesn’t count. But don’t mind me, guys, I’m not in the best of moods today.”
“Why?” Monica asked
Victoria drew in a deep breath. “I got a call from Quinn. The attorney in his firm who usually handles my account is leaving, so he’s turning it over to Cortez.”
Quinn Masters was an attorney who was married to their cousin, Grammy-award winning artist Alexia. His cousin, Cortez Masters, was another attorney who worked at the Masters Law Firm in Los Angeles. For some reason, Victoria didn’t care for Cortez. She thought he was too arrogant for her liking, but Kennedy figured there was more to it. Still, she kept her opinion to herself.
“Having Cortez represent your business might not be so bad,” Sebrina was saying. “I heard he’s a dynamic attorney.”
Victoria didn’t say anything. She just kept eating, as if she hadn’t heard what Bree had said. To pick up the lull in the conversation, Monica began telling them about her day at work.
A few minutes later, Victoria asked Kennedy if she was looking forward to leaving Rivers. She gave her cousin a wry smile and said, “No.”
“Because of the head of security?” Monica said.
“Or is it because you haven’t found a job yet?” Victoria asked.
Kennedy shrugged. “Neither. I’m kind of sad, actually. Before Larry, I loved my job and the clients assigned to me. If only it could be that way again. But right now, I don’t feel valued, and I doubt that’s going to change, at least, not while Larry’s in charge. Luckily, I’ve put away a fair amount of money. I should be fine while I’m deciding what I want to do.”
“Have you considered going over Larry’s head and talking to the CEO?” Monica asked her.
Kennedy nodded. “I’ve thought about it. But I’m not sure it will do any good.”
“You should do it anyway. He might surprise you,” Victoria said.
Yes, she would definitely be surprised if Maceo Rivers sided with her over his management personnel. She’d even considered talking to Haddison about it but didn’t want to get him involved. Besides, Matthews’s behavior didn’t fall within his jurisdiction.
“So, are you staying home tonight or spending it over at Haddison’s place again?” Monica asked.
Kennedy smiled. She never really planned to spend the nights over at Haddison’s place — it just worked out that way. They would make love and fall asleep. When they woke up, they’d make love all over again. Then he would convince her to stay until morning. By the time she got home to change for work, her cousins had usually already left. Except for Bree who worked the graveyard shift at the hospital and would often just be getting home from work when Kennedy was headed out the door.
“I’m staying home tonight. Haddison is going out of town for a couple of days.” There was no need to tell them he’d offered to give her a key to his place in case she ever wanted to go there. While it was a nice gesture, she wasn’t ready to take it just yet, remembering what had happened the last time a man had given her his key.
Still, Kennedy was deliriously happy with how well their relationship was going. At the office, they rarely saw each other, but after hours, they usually saw each other naked. That didn’t mean they didn’t do things outside of the bedroom, because they did. In fact, they had crammed a lot of activities into their time together like going to the movies, dinners, plays, and concerts.