Chapter 15

We finished up the trip and headed back home. I still don't know who my bio dad is, but that's okay. I don't need to know right now. I have my parents and I have my sisters. I also have Ken. Speaking of Ken, he's got me on the couch in the sitting area of my office. He's been eating my pussy for so long that I'm aching for him to be inside me.

"Ken? Please," I beg, writhing under him.

"You want my cock, baby?"

"You know I do."

He grins down at me when he stands up and opens his pants. He grips his cock, stroking it while he looks down at me. Just as I am about to sit up and take matters into my own hands, he moves down to climb on top of me. My legs go around his waist and then he's inside me. Fuck. This feels so good. So right.

This is where I work, I know I should be quiet, but I just can't be. He's so fucking good at this.

"Fuck, come for me, April. Come all over my cock," he demands. When he rubs my clit, I come. Epically. He continues to thrust into me as he fills me. If we keep this up, I'll be pregnant in no time.

"I love you," I whisper just before he kisses me. He buries his face in my neck and nuzzles me there.

"I love you too, baby."

I jump when the intercom on my desk buzzes, then I laugh.

"Yes?" I shout.

"Is Mr. Roman with you?" Kyle asks.

"Who is that?" I blurt.

"Kendrick Roman. The CFO." Above me, Ken stills. Ken. Kendrick. Roman. Why didn't I put that together? I push him off of me and stand up, pulling my skirt down and adjusting my shirt as I do. What the hell is going on? Ken just stares at me.

"What's going on Kyle?" he says without taking his eyes off of me.

"I know you asked me never to disturb you but, Mr. Haverford would like to speak to you immediately."

"Let's schedule that for after lunch, please."

"Sure thing. Sorry for the interruption, ma'am."

"No problem, Kyle." I say, leaning back on the edge of my desk.

"So what was that about?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I can explain."

"I think I've got it. You're the CFO of this company, yet you're also somehow my assistant."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why would you pretend to be my assistant?" I ask. He steps into my space and puts his hands on my hip, lifting me up onto my desk.

"Because the moment I saw you, I knew I could never stand to be away from you. This seemed like the best way to achieve that goal."

"But you never said anything."

"I know baby. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"How did you get all the work done?"

"Kerry-Ann, the virtual assistant I hired to help me."

"I see. So your name is Kendrick?"

"I like it when you call me Ken."

He grins down at me and before I can respond, he kisses me. The next thing I know, he's inside me again. Why do I think that it's so fucking hot that he did all this for me? I need my head examined. Hell, so does he. We're perfect for each other.

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