Kenda was quiet as she sat in the passenger seat of Royce's Range Rover. Royce was quiet as well. He reached over for Kenda's hand and brushed his lips across the back of it. He noticed the slight tremor and smiled. It was good for him to know how he affected her because he found himself in a constant state of arousal whenever Kenda was in close proximity. Sometimes all it took was for him to remember the taste of her and he would become hard as steel.
Royce smiled as the memory of their first meeting came to mind. Kenda had walked into the conference room at Chase Construction wearing the sexiest yellow sundress. She had taken the seat next to Royce and her perfume had assaulted his senses. He almost forgot his name and Koa had to call his name several times to get his attention. Kenda had smiled and then proceeded to introduce herself and her real estate firm. She had been contracted to sell the three hundred plus units and Royce was one of the partners and building engineers at Chase Construction.
Royce smiled again. He stole a glance in Kenda's direction and watched as she lay her head against the headrest and closed her eyes. He knew she was not asleep, but the trust she had put in him went right to his gut. He noticed the glow of her caramel colored skin whenever the streetlights hit it. The mass of jet-black hair was swept up into a sloppy bun with tendrils framing her face. Her lips were kiss swollen and he wanted to take them again. Damn, what was it about this woman that had set him on fire from the first hello.
Royce remembered being so entranced with Kenda's beauty that he had asked her to dinner. When Kenda turned him down, he later found out it was due to a birthday party being given in her honor. He had asked Koa to take him as his plus one. Koa, the self-proclaimed ladies man, was all too happy to take him for what he thought would be an evening of Kenda turning down his friend. At the party, Royce danced with Kenda as often as possible. When he was not with her, he had his eye on her and made it his business to get in the way of any guy who got too close to Kenda. Koa and some of their other friends had teased and ribbed him all night, but Royce had the last laugh when Kenda allowed him to take her home for the evening instead of riding with her friends in the limo.
The light changing brought him back from his reverie. He was turning into the underground parking ramp of his building when he noticed Kenda cross her legs. The hem of her dress rose a little higher as the natural scent of her filled his nostrils. Royce could not resist touching her exposed thigh at that point. "Did you call your sister?"
"Yes," was her simple reply.
"Good, no one wants to upset Carmen. She does know you are with me, right?"
Kenda smiled and simply replied, "yes."
Royce sensed her getting nervous. He noticed her leg shaking. "Kenda, you are ok with this, right?" He was asking this question as they entered the elevator that led directly into his penthouse. No answer came, so Royce stopped the elevator and stepped toward Kenda. She took a step back. Again, Royce moved forward. Again, she stepped back. When he advanced, again he noticed her back was against the wall of the elevator. She was trapped.
Royce closed the gap between them and all Kenda could feel was his heat. His heat had her trembling even more. Her reaction to his heat terrified her. Her reaction to it terrified her even more. Kenda looked up into those ice blue eyes that held her captive every time they caught her staring at him. She craned her neck to look up and Royce took control of her mouth. His hands threaded through the silk threads of her hair and he heard her moan into his mouth in satisfaction and need. As he continued to kiss her, he reached over and started the elevator again. Once the elevator began to move, Royce lifted her in his arms and placed her legs around his waist. When the elevator door opened, Royce entered Kenda in one fluid stroke that forced a gasp from her.
Kenda realized she was making love to Royce. Correction he was fucking her standing in the middle of the living room of his penthouse. Everything inside of her said to stop, but the womanly part of her that needed this release refused to listen. Kenda's hair fell in a curtain of silk around her face and she leaned forward to kiss Royce hard on the mouth. Each time he retreated his returning stroke went deeper into her. The straps of Kenda's pink dress hung off her shoulders. Her legs tightened around Royce in and effort to pull him deeper into her. Royce continued to slide in and out of Kenda's sweetness, setting a rhythm that sent a sensual ribbon of fulfillment deep within her sex.
