Page 79 of Miss Understanding

My fingers were back inside of her. “You were saying?”

“I was saying how you always are so unpredictable. So adventurous.”

I nuzzled her neck, flipping her on her side. “Mm-hmm. And how adventurous would you like to be?” I swiped her wetness back to a place I’d never been but had always fantasized about.

She only gasped when I breached her slowly.

“I’ve never done that.”

“Mm. Me neither. I think we could get adventurous.” The thought fueled my anticipation.

She shifted, squirming with the new sensation of me working her both places. I knew her body; she was getting close. She exploded, screaming my name and arching her body up with a loud moan.

I wasted no time putting the condom on and entering her from behind. It was the first time I’d had her this way. I was deep in her pussy, so I went slow.

“Harder,” she rasped. “Faster and harder.”

Jesus. This girl was about to be the death of me. The slapping sound filled the room, as did both of our growls when we both hit our climaxes at the same time. I’d made sure of that with my fingers on her clit. Afterward, we lay there in the bed, her naked body curled up to mine until I had to get up to take care of the condom.

Once I was back in the bed, I blurted out what was on my mind. “I have to fly out for Hong Kong tonight.”

She laughed. “I’m acquainted with the girl who does your schedule, so I’m well aware.”

I grinned, kissing her neck. Of course she knew. Why I’d thought she’d somehow be affected by the fact I was leaving for the next week, I didn’t know. This was just amazing sex. This wasn’t a relationship. Maybe if I repeated it fifty times, I’d learn to believe it.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Liam

My arrival in Hong Kong was Monday morning local time. I went straight to the hotel from the airport to shower and change into a fresh suit. Luckily, I’d slept some on the plane because it definitely hadn’t happened Friday night. Not with Kendall in my bed. I kept waiting for it to be awkward, but thus far we hadn’t hit a saturation point. She made it easy to be around her.

Normally, with any new sexual experience, I’d find my interest waning after a few times together. But with her, if anything, I only found the attraction growing. Her teasing, sexy, and sometimes downright sassy attitude turned me on like nothing else. It made me miss her already if I was being truthful with myself.

All the more reason to use this week apart to gain some perspective.

What I needed was to focus back on the job. This case was everything. My adrenaline was pumping as it often did when it came to a deposition or trial. It was moments like these when I could say I truly did love the law.

It would be a long five days. I was in business mode, or as my fellow partners liked to call it, “the zone,” which meant I had to dismiss all other thoughts. Especially those about Kendall. We kept our emails back and forth professional. No phone calls. No text messages. Nothing personal. By the end of the week, I was ready to get back on the plane and be home.

Arriving in at seven o’clock on a Saturday night, I drove directly home. Glancing at the time, I saw it was now after eight. Kendall would be at work in the club. I’d missed her.

I felt some regret that I’d made it all business between us this last week, but I’d needed to test myself and prove I was still capable of doing so by putting up barriers. She’d put in a lot of hours. Even after her classes, she’d logged in to help me. I recognized part of my success with this deposition was due to her diligence.

I spent the next few hours prepping for Stephen Walsh, who’d agreed to come in and interview me and the firm this week. It had been worth enduring Tabitha’s company at the charity function to get this shot at his business.

At one o’clock in the morning, I got in my car and drove north toward the club. I didn’t bother to go inside but waited for Kendall out in the parking lot. The big dude escorting some of the ladies out recognized me.

“Your girl isn’t here tonight,” he said in his gruff tone.

“What do you mean?” Why wouldn’t she be here?

A blonde I recognized as her roommate came up. “You’re Liam, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I’m Chloe.”

“Nice to meet you. Where’s Kendall?”