Ruin Me (Savage Bosses)

Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15

K ent

“Move in with me.” I winced as the words unceremoniously left my mouth.

Madison was in my arms after another round of passionate sex. I’d meant to broach the subject at a different time. The truth was, I’d wanted to raise the topic since Elsie’s attack, but everything was so new with us I’d hesitated. I knew I was coming on strong and heavy-handed and most women would see my behavior as an emporium of red flags to avoid, but I couldn’t let that stop me from going after my second chance at happiness.

“Is the sex that good that you want me at your disposal?”

I kissed an unmelanated spot on her shoulder. “I won’t deny there’s some truth to what you say, but I have a different reason for asking.”

She twisted in my arms. “You sound way too serious for a naked conversation.”

With a quick tug, I had her back in my arms. “Clothes won’t change my reasons or my request.”

“Move in with me doesn’t sound like a request.”

I shrugged. “So you agree you don’t have a choice.”

“ I haven’t agreed to anything, and before I do, I need to know where this is coming from. And you might want to explain with the swiftness before I take your bossiness some kind of way.”

Understanding that Madison took my previous response as dismissiveness, I took her hand in mine and laced our fingers together. “We’ve kept the fact that we’re seeing each other a secret until now. Even if I wanted to continue, I won’t be able to hide what you mean to me.”

“I’m still not getting how you went from zero to one hundred.”

“Are you forgetting there’s a serial killer on the loose targeting women I’ve slept with? You are more than a random one-night stand, which means you’re in danger. Do you really expect me to let you walk away from me at the end of each day as if I won’t spend the hours until I see you again worrying? I’ve lost one love of my life. I can’t risk losing another.”

“Kent…”

“No, little bunny. I barely survived after Lola, and although what we have is new, it’s more intense and deeply rooted than what I shared with her. There won’t be a me without you, so don’t try to convince me everything will be okay.”

This time, when Madison pulled away, I let her. She turned to face me, sitting cross-legged and with a frown to match mine.

“What will I tell my parents?”

“My vote would be the truth.”

Madison shook her head, shooting my response down. “Not yet. You have to make amends with my mother before I can tell them we’re dating.”

“What’s the worst that could happen if we tell them first and I make amends later?”

She arched her brow and twisted her lips. “Do not play with me.”

I smirked at the unintended suggestion behind her response.

“And get your mind out of the gutter. You know my mother’s reputation when you cross her professionally. You offended her personally. She will rip you to shreds before she’ll accept you in my life. And this time, my dad won’t be able to vouch for you.”

“Fine, tell her you’re taking me up on the offer I first made for you to stay in this penthouse because things at work are heating up and you’ll be working longer hours. Mention it being safer for you to not be on the road late at night and you’ll have her on board.”

Madison hugged herself while contemplating my suggestion. “That could work. I wouldn’t be lying…”

“Why do I hear a but coming?”

“What if Ife comes for a visit? We never discussed how to tell her.”

“I won’t hide you from my daughter. You aren’t someone I’m ashamed to be with, and it would be better for her to find out from us in person, anyway.”

“You truly don’t care who knows about us?” she asked wonderingly.

I wrapped my hand around her neck to pull her closer to me. “Madison, when you aren’t by my side, you leave an empty void I have no hope of filling. Why should I care what other people think if it means you’re always with me?”

She pressed her hand above my heart and stared deeply into my eyes, drowning me in the warm abyss of her gaze. “Okay, I’ll move in.”

“Today.”

“It is two o’clock in the morning. Can you let my decision percolate a little?”

“Today, little bunny. The sooner you’re under my protection, the easier I’ll breathe.”

“Fine! I’ll move in today, but I’m going to need some sleep.”

“You can sleep after.”

“After what?” she asked as I pulled her in for a kiss.

Two days passed since Madison moved into the penthouse. Although it was a temporary solution, I couldn’t help soaking in that she lived with me. She was messy and threw her clothes everywhere. The bathroom sink was cluttered with her lotions, creams, perfumes, and more things than I could name. And I loved every bit of it.

She added a warmth to the penthouse I’d been missing, but there were still subjects we butted heads on. Disagreements were bound to happen, but I suspected she deliberately provoked me on one constant subject of our debates: her wardrobe.

Greed and selfishness were inherent in my reaction to seeing Madison’s sexy office wear. Although I doubted anything could adequately tone down her natural attributes, was asking for her to wear less form-fitting suits too much? Now I was riled up and stewing.

The silence in my soundproof office did nothing to calm me as I waited for Madison to answer my summons. She was testing me with her lateness. The afternoon sun filtered through the window, marking the hour passing. As most people wound down for the day, I couldn’t help but ask, why the hell wasn’t she here?

The woman dominating my thoughts made a hasty entry seconds later, but at this point, she was incapable of placating my budding anger. How could she when everything she’d done today defied me? As she hurried inside, the suit currently molded to her curves increased my ire. That damn suit had made more than one man in the office leer at her as she passed them. It was supposed to be on a hanger in her closet, not on her body, causing distractions for me and all the unworthy bastards who worked for me.

“Sorry, I’m late. I had to go over the plan with Larry again. I think we agree now and won’t have any more delays with execution now that you’ve refused to be seen with Elsie.” Madison pulled the chair facing my desk out.

“Don’t sit,” I barked.

Startled, she met the fire in my eyes. “What’s your deal?”

“What did I say this morning before I left?”

Madison furrowed her brow in thought.

I could tell the second she put the clues together by her straightening posture and the firming of her features.

“You thought I would take you seriously when you told me not to wear this outfit?” She sauntered over to me and I spun my chair to keep my body facing her direction. She didn’t stop until she stood between my legs. “You can tell me what to do in bed, even the work I do for you, though I still reserve the right to overrule you. What you won’t do is tell me what I can and can’t wear while doing said work.”

“Little bunny, you are pushing it.”

She smiled and it gutted me. A little devil lived in the up tilt of her lips. This was the same smile she gave me before rocking my foundation. Being older than her, being her boss, and even being her best friend’s dad, got stripped away in light of that smile.

“Let me tell you a secret,” she whispered, although we were the only ones in the soundproofed office. “Not only did I ignore your arbitrary demand”—Madison grabbed my hand and slipped it under her skirt between her thighs—“I also didn’t wear any panties.”

The moment she finished the word panties, my fingers grazed the hot, wet flesh between her legs. On instinct, I sniffed the air and a welcoming scent greeted me. My mouth watered as her arousal suffused the room.

Too weak to ignore the temptation at my fingertips, I stroked her. “How long have you been this way?”

She leaned toward my ear and bit my lobe. “All. Fucking. Day. What are you going to do about it, Kent?” she dared me, enunciating my name with a crisp K and sharp T.

I glanced up at her triumphant smirk. Damn, she was gorgeous. And maddening. Now that she stopped calling me Mr. Luxe, hearing my name on her lips filled me with sweet agony.

Although we shouldn’t be together for many reasons, her safety being the most important, she was a madness in my blood, demanding to take over my mental faculties. The enticement was almost too much to bear. I clenched my hands together as a reminder that this was yet another war we were fighting.

“Nothing, little bunny.”

She pulled back as doubt clouded her eyes. “Are you punishing me?”

I firmed my lips and pinned her in my steely gaze.

“No, I won’t accept that. You don’t get to be mad about my clothes and withhold your dick from me. Remember your promise?” Madison snaked her hand under her skirt. When she retracted it, her fingers glistened in the afternoon sun. “You said, ‘I don’t care what time of day or night, work or home, when this pussy is in need, I will fill her up.’ Well, damn you, it’s time to do your job!”

“If you want my cock, you’re going to have to take it. Take me so good that when I look at that damn suit, I won’t remember why I’m mad now.”

“You think I can’t?”

“You think you can?”

She took two steps back to take all of me in. “You aren’t going to provide any help?”

“I’m not moving from this chair.”

She nodded the nod of someone who thought they were about to show someone up. “Alright, we haven’t fucked in a chair yet. I guess I’ll be the one to mark it off my list first.”

Madison raised her hands and pulled the pins securing her corkscrew curls in an updo. As each strand fell, I sensed the battle ahead. I made no secret of what seeing her fluff her curls did to me, or having them feather across my face when she leaned over me. When everything about her was my weakness, how could her hair be the most potent? I couldn’t explain it, but I knew I was already in a losing position the moment she hiked her skirt and straddled me on the chair, blanketing my face in her hair.

“Kent, you sure you don’t want to fill my pussy up?”

I clutched the armrests beside me. The words to answer her, though, I refused to let pass my lips.

Madison swiveled her hips against my erection and I gritted my teeth against the pleasure. “I think I’m going to have fun playing with you so much. Every time you remember this suit, you’ll remember how much I creamed all over your pants before I fucked your brains out.”

I inhaled sharply, regretting the challenge I’d issued her moments ago.

“Maybe I’ll make you come in your pants without ever putting your dick inside me. Think about all that wasted cum.” She tsked, and that shit cut the last thread holding me together.

I pulled her head back by her hair. “Unzip me and take my cock out now, little bunny. You will regret toying with me when I have to carry you out of here with my cum leaking down your legs for everyone to see.”

After our first night together, Madison said she wanted to feel me without barriers. I couldn’t deny her even had I wanted to. Sinking into her, touching her walls without the latex shield, elevated sex with her to new heights. And filling her with my seed launched me to another level of nirvana.

“Promises, promises,” she taunted me, but her quick movements releasing me from my pants spoke to her desperation. She fisted me and rose, on the verge of impaling herself.

“I don’t think so.” I pushed her back until she had to stand.

“What are you doing? I want my chair sex.”

Instead of answering her, I turned her until she faced the darkening skyline in the distance, then pulled her onto my lap.

She leaned into me, rubbing her ass on my cock and causing the blood to rush to my head. “I can get with this position, too.”

“You know the drill, little bunny. Put me inside you.”

With her skirt scrunched at her waist, I watched her impale herself on my cock through the reflection in the window. Her pussy opened in welcome as she slid down my length.

“Mmm, Kent. Why do you have to make giving me the D so hard?”

“Why do you insist on challenging me?” I hugged her waist, feeling for the buttons enclosing her suit jacket and preventing me from seeing her breasts bounce as she took my cock. In her ear, I whispered, “Since you insist on being a brat, you’ll have to bear the consequences.” I ripped open her suit and scattered the buttons to parts unknown.

“Kent!”

“Don’t move!” I thrust into her and grabbed the skimpy camisole she wore underneath the revealing jacket. “Right now, all you need to do is take this cock.” I speared her over and over again, relishing in the sweet walls clutching me and her dulcet wails.

She put a hand on the fist clutching her shirt. As if that could stop me.

Rip !

That, too, came off, irreparable and lying in a crumpled mess on the floor. What remained of her clothing was a damaged jacket, a crinkled skirt, and a pink lace bra that enhanced the rich buttery brown and pink of her skin.

“Damn you, Kent,” she moaned in ecstasy while thrashing her head against my shoulder. “I want more. Always want more of you.” In the throes of passion, she fondled her clit, the momentary anger disappearing under her rising lust.

Her soft curls brushed my face, and it took all I had not to bounce her on my cock while holding her down to take every inch of me.

Fuck it. She wanted more, anyway. Why would I deny myself the pleasure? But first…

“Say goodbye,” I said before ripping the lace fabric obstructing my view of Madison’s magnificent breasts.

“Kent…”

“This memory I can live with.” I caught her gaze through our reflection in the window, then I tugged on her nipples and rubbed around her areola.

She arched into my body, and her pussy tightened around me. I increased the power of my thrusts as I punished her with my cock. Her thighs quivered, the sign she was about to come. A good thing, because my balls tightened with the need to ejaculate into her womb.

As she sought purchase, waving her hands until she got a hold of the desk and my nape, her screams crescendoed, echoing in my ear. Her breasts heaved and her soft belly shook as she came for me.

So beautiful. So sexy. And so irresistible. I loosened the reins on my control and came inside her, pouring everything I had.

When our breathing calmed, she rose and headed toward the private bathroom.

“Did I say you can clean yourself?”

She paused mid-step. “I can’t walk out of here with your cum leaking out of me.”

I fixed my clothes and met her before she reached the bathroom door. Grabbing her hand, I took her to the hidden closet. “That’s exactly what you will do, but since I ruined your suit, you can wear this one.”

Inside the closet were extra suits for me and now for Madison. One thing I’d never do was allow another man to see what was meant for my eyes only, and since I foresaw more damaged suits in her future, I came prepared.

“This is nothing like the suit I’ve worn all day. People will know what we’ve been doing in your office.”

“And your point would be what, exactly?”

“I can slip upstairs and find something else.”

“There isn’t time.”

She folded her arms and stared at me in challenge. “Don’t think this means I’ll cede to your wardrobe demands in the future.”

“We have somewhere to be, and I have another round ready for you. Now do you want to argue, or let me tend to my pussy?” I ushered her into the bathroom without another protest.