While he pulled his shirt over his head, Kathy rolled the condom on him. The muscles of his thighs and abdomen flexed and he hissed at her touch. Once he was sheathed, she stroked him again.
“Nuh-uh.” He pushed her back into position. He stroked her with his fingers a couple of times, spreading her moisture, making sure she was ready. Then he sank in. He drove into her hard and fast, not allowing her to control anything.
And she didn’t care.
He’d been doing what he could to regain her trust, give her what she needed. She could give back.
Her orgasm built, and he picked up the pace, rising above her instinctively. One hand restrained her arms over her head, his other hand played her clit like a fine-tuned instrument until she was panting and then screaming his name. When he released her arms, he settled close to her again and pumped into her slowly, she knew because he enjoyed the pulsations of her body pulling at him, drawing him in.
He nuzzled her neck and she stroked his hair. His muscles tensed as his own release was imminent.
She whispered, “I’m in too. Whatever it takes.”
She hoped those words would be enough for now.
* * *
Kevin’s job was finally looking up. While he’d planned to talk to City Connections about Brent, as it turned out, he didn’t have to. They figured it out on their own and fired him. They’d promoted from within so training Brent’s replacement would go quickly.
Kevin’s days and nights had been busy as he covered for the hole Brent left. He hadn’t spent much time with Kathy at all, but they had plans to go away for the weekend together. He loved the idea of having her to himself for an entire weekend. They booked a bed and breakfast in Lake Geneva. If he needed to work around the clock to make sure everything ran smoothly so he could have the weekend, he would.
Brent’s replacement was Marnie, and Kevin had spoken to her multiple times over the last few days. She was supposed to spend the afternoon with him at city hall to get the lay of the land here and learn the calendar system and meet his contacts.
He managed to get most of his desk cleared of pressing matters just after lunch. Then he took time to text Kathy to see how her day was going.
Aren’t you supposed to be working?
I’ll be meeting with Brent’s replacement all afternoon and probably into the evening, so I wanted to text now.
She texted him a picture of a chocolate shake. Too bad you didn’t meet me for lunch.
If we met for lunch, that’s the last thing I’d be thinking about.
You have a dirty mind.
I’ll show you exactly how dirty this weekend.
I wish we didn’t have to wait till the weekend.
Me too. You could always send me pictures.
I don’t think so. Use your imagination.
I’d rather wait for the real thing.
Me too.
Sheila knocked on his door. “Marnie Wilcox is here. I put her in the conference room.”
“Thanks, Sheila.”
I gotta go. Time for meetings.
Talk to you later.
Kevin grabbed his notepad filled with ideas and notes for Marnie and headed to the conference room, hoping he wouldn’t look like a love-struck teenager who’d just been texting his girlfriend.
“Hi, Marnie. Kevin O’Malley.” He entered the conference room and extended his hand.
The woman stood and walked to meet him and shake his hand. She was small, barely five feet, with short blond hair and wide blue eyes. She looked a little like a fairy, which was nothing like he’d pictured her based on her voice.
“Kevin, nice to finally put a face to the voice.”
Yeah, the deep whiskey voice definitely didn’t match the rest of the package.
“Let’s have a seat and get to work. We have a lot of notes to go over and then I’ll take you around to meet some people.”
“Sounds good,” Marnie answered. “We’ve been working really hard to fix the miscommunication and mess on our end. Brent really did a number on us. We’re embarrassed about that. And when I say ‘we,’ I do include myself. I was part of the committee that put Brent in place. He talked a hell of a good game.”
They sat at the table. Kevin set his papers down, glad he wasn’t the only one fooled by Brent and his empty promises. “Yeah, he did, and I’m glad he’s gone.”
“I can guarantee those mistakes won’t happen again. I’m not perfect and I have a lot to learn, but I’m going to work my butt off to make up for it.”
“I’m just glad the problems were all caught early enough. Really, less than a month in. That can all be attributed to normal growing pains. Anyone looking in from the outside wouldn’t think any different.”
“City Connections definitely appreciates your discretion.”
“We’re all in this together.”
Kevin knew better than to burn bridges in a city like Chicago. You never knew when you might want to call in a favor. And City Connections had literal connections all over the country.
Kevin and Marnie worked for hours, ordered dinner in to work through, and made a ton of headway in streamlining the processes they had in place. Then they moved on to planning the media and communications for the winter.
Marnie was easy to talk to and bounce ideas off, definitely easier to work with than Brent. She came prepared to work. As he took her through city hall, she took notes on every single person he introduced her to. After working with Brent, it wasn’t hard to impress Kevin, but from everything he saw, Marnie was hitting it out of the park.
Her ideas for bringing more tourism to the city this winter sounded great. She planned to spend the rest of the week working with her social media people to create slogans and graphics. Kevin would
