Inheritance

Chapter 38

Though I didn't turn my head, I could feel his warmth gradually getting closer to me. When his chest finally pressed along the back of my head, I inhaled a deep breath afraid to turn around and tell him that I indeed had to go. His arms temporarily snaked around my waist, while his chin tucked perfectly into my neck.

"Unfortunately, yes," I admitted, but the subsequent growl that left his throat made me want to park my behind right where it was.

"It's late, you should stay." He whispered into my ear. I wanted so badly to oblige to his request, but I prided myself on being a good friend. And, right now, that feeling superseded my growing desire to be with him.

"Marco called me like ten thousand times. I have to go, Kendall. If I don't, he might think I was kidnapped or something. Plus, I drove us here." I explained, turning around to finally glance at his face.

"My driver can take him home." He temptingly coaxed, his hands mounting dangerously low on my hips. "Also...if you stay, we can finish what we started earlier." He trailed, surrounding my retracting figure and backing me into the wall.

"You know how much I'd love that, but I really do have to go." I said, using one of my hands to caress his cheek. My thumb repeatedly ran over the area, while he intentionally leaned into my hold. 

"Okay, but I'm taking you to dinner next week." He responded, removing himself from my personal bubble and allowing me to walk around the room to grab my things. 

His scarlet eyes pinned my every move, causing me to grow overly cautious of each step I took. Feeling overcome by his unrelenting attentiveness, I briefly lost my footing and stumbled. Though he stood on the opposite end of the room, I could legibly hear him chuckle. He knew exactly what he was doing. But, so did I.

"Um, I'm not so sure about that. I think I may need to take a look at my schedule first to see if I'm available. Don't worry, I'll get back to you and let you know if anything clears up." I teased, causing him to snicker and bite his edible bottom lip.

"Is that so? How about I remind you of the precise reason why you'll be available?" He returned, watching me fixedly as I gathered the last of my belongings.

Knowing all too well what his reminders typically involved, I politely chose to decline the offer. If I indulged myself in any more of his pleasure-filled desires, I knew it wouldn't be long before I was left moaning and groaning his name, while he took his time watching me come undone before him.

"Actually, I won't be needing a reminder. Turns out my schedule is open and I will definitely be free." I motioned, my body still not fully recovered from our previous transgressions. 

Kendall released a cynical laugh, opening his arms wide to bid me a lasting farewell. Eagerly moving into his reach, I allowed myself to get lost in the engrained safety net provided by his cloaking warmth. His robust arms wrapped around my waist, squeezing me tight as we cherished our last few moments together before returning to the work week. 

My arms instinctively reached toward his neck, interlocking and padding at his nape. Our cheeks brushed against one another and we stayed like that for a while. 

A few seconds later, a striking knock sounded at the door. Drunken laughter accompanied the pounding, followed by the door bursting open. Had it been unlocked this whole time?

"Hello, is anyone in here?...I just really need to fucking pee." A petite blonde girl slurred out, her eyes tracing across the room until landing on Kendall and I.

"Wait...aren't you Kendall Fine? Oh my gosh, and you're Sasha Milton! What are you two doing in here? No way! Wait, are you two actually a thing?" She ranted, standing in place and allowing herself to fully digest the scene she had been fortunate enough to stumble upon.