I run my fingers through her hair. “No, love I’m not. You got close to me, yes. But you didn’t know why you were doing it. Now we have the bigger picture. We know how you lost your memories and why they were altered. You took a shitty situation and turned it in your favor.” I lean forward and kiss her softly. “It looks like this therapy with Dr. Pearl will help you remember everything else over time.”
She sighs and rests her head on my shoulder. “I hope so.” She runs her fingers through the back of my hair. “I hate not remembering. I hate it.”
I’m in my downstairs office looking at the plans for the new property while Kenz is baking. From the smell drifting in, I think it’s cupcakes and maybe cinnamon rolls. My phone rings and I pick it up without looking at the name.
“Phoenix,” I answer.
“Hey boss,” Felix says. “You told me to call you with updates on Shay. She’s been talking to Dr. Pearl, working through everything that happened. She says she doesn’t want to go back to the fights.”
I lean back in my chair. “Alright. That’s her choice, and she has every right to decide that.”
“That’s what I told her, but she was still nervous.”
I shrug. “Is that why you’re telling me and not her?”
“Yep.” He pops the P and I chuckle.
“What does she want to do?” I ask him.
“She wants to go back to school, then open her own beauty shop.” He pauses. “I told her she could stay with me until things settle.”
“Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Let me know where she enrolls. I’ll pay for her school and I’ll help her open her shop.”
“What? Really?” Felix sounds surprised and I shake my head.
“Yeah, I’ve told all the girls from day one if they no longer wanted to do that, I would help them do what they wanted,” I remind him.
“I know, but…”
“It obviously hasn’t stuck. Call a meeting, have everyone be there in two hours.” He agrees and we hang up.
Walking into the kitchen, I smirk at the sight of McKenzie leaning over the island with a book in her hand while she waits for the oven timer to go off. I step up behind her and pull her hips into me. She gasps and turns her head over her shoulder to look at me, giving me a knowing smile.
“How did you know I needed you?” she says as she rubs herself against me.
I moan and drop my forehead to the top of her spine. “I was coming to tell you I have to go into the city for a meeting.”
Her eyes narrow as she looks at me, but shrugs and turns back to her book. “I thought you said it only took you sixty seconds, but maybe I’m remembering wrong.” I growl and pluck the book out of her hand, setting it down on the counter. She giggles as I lift her in my arms and walk into the pantry.
It’s the middle of the day, so anyone can walk in on us in the kitchen. She’s wearing a sundress, so it’s perfect. I yank her panties down and swipe my fingers through her pussy lips. We moan together. I quickly undo my pants and lift her so her back is against the door.
“What were you reading, you naughty woman?” I ask as I sink into her.
Her tight heat wraps around me, and I savor it for a few moments before I begin to leisurely thrust in and out of her. She clings to me as her head lands against the door.
“Since you got pierced, I’ve been obsessed, so I’ve read every book I can get my hands on where the male main character is pierced,” she admits, and I smirk. I tilt my hips so my piercing rubs against her inner walls and she moans. “Fuck, it feels so good.”
“Are you remembering what it felt like before I had it?” I ask her as I lift her dress and stare at where we’re connected.
“Yes,” she moans, and I don’t know if she’s answering my question or agreeing to how good it feels. “It’s always been good,but—” I pound into her, cutting her off. “Oh god, Nix.” Her nails dig into my neck, but I welcome it. I love it when she can’t get enough.
She allows me to move her and have complete control. I bring a hand between us and rub my thumb over her clit. She holds tight to me so she doesn’t slip as she gives into the feeling. I bite my lip, holding off my orgasm as she rides my dick. She feels so good. If I lose focus, I’ll come before she does.
“Nix.” She’s right there. I feel her getting tighter around me and it takes everything I have to hold off. My balls are drawing up and the tingling in my lower back becomes intense. “Oh, fuck!” she cries out and begins to pulse around me. I groan as I stop myself from holding back, thrusting into her a few more times before coming with her.
Her forehead lands on my shoulder and I plaster one arm against the door and the other goes around her waist as we both try to catch our breath. After a few moments, she leans back and gives me a sultry smile. “I think that was longer than sixty seconds.”
I arch an eyebrow at her. “Don’t test me, woman,” I warn her and she laughs. It causes her to tighten some more around me and I moan. I could go again, but I have to get into the city. I slowly release her and her feet hit the floor. I kiss her long and hard before taking a step back and making myself look presentable again.
