Chapter Fourteen
A SEXY FUCKING DISASTER
Bentley
Kenzie Chase hasto be the most infuriating woman I’ve ever known. I can’t believe she just left after my apology. Sure, I’d been more of a dick to her than I intended, but damn it, she brings out the worst in me.
Thanks to her stunt at the restaurant, I accomplished nearly nothing at work. Now I’m at home, trying to salvage the day after having spent an hour in my gym, taking out my aggressions.
Just as I power up my computer, the doorbell echoes through the house. I ignore it, knowing my sister would have let herself in and I don’t have time for anyone else.
I log into the company’s secure server and pull up my email, then the bell rings again.
“Go the fuck away,” I mutter.
As I click on a few things, the bell rings a third, fourth, and fifth time. All consecutive and each more annoying than the prior chimes.
I shove away from my desk and head to the front door without thinking about anything other than pummeling whoever is incessantly hitting that damn button.
My fingers jerk the lock back, and I yank open the door. “What?” I snap before noticing who is on the other side.
Kenzie’s hazel eyes widen and roam over my bare chest before dropping to inspect my gray sweatpants a little too closely, given how we parted ways earlier.
She licks her lips, and a sound leaves her throat that has my dick awakening.
When her eyes finally meet mine, they’re full of heat, and I can’t control my actions.
I reach for her hand and pull her inside the house. Once the door is shut, I push her against it. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, and she presses closer to me while looking up into my penetrating gaze.
My palms flatten against the wood surface and only our hips are touching. I catch her hands flexing in my peripherals.
“What are you doing here, Kenzie?” I ask, my voice rough with the restraint it’s taking not to touch her any more than I already am.
Her tongue darts out again, and she pushes closer. “I have no fucking clue.”
“Then, let me help you figure it out,” I say right before my lips capture hers.
The right thing to do, after the way she took off earlier, would be to get her all worked up and kick her out again. Well, maybe not right, but it would make me feel better.
At least, that’s what I think until she reaches for my cock with one hand and the other grips my neck as she pulls out of the kiss. “If you have any intentions of kicking me out, you better do it now, Bentley Abbott.”
Fuck, I should. This woman shouldn’t even be in my house, let alone ready to let me fuck her senseless again.
Except I can’t find it within me to push her away this time.
I enjoy the way she challenges me and, even if it might be the death of me, I’m not kicking her out. Not tonight.
My arms wrap around her, and I lift her into my arms. “You’re not going anywhere other than my bed, Kenzie Chase.”
“You better hurry before I change my mind.” Her fingers tangle into my hair, and she jerks my mouth back to hers.
I shake my head slightly as she does. She’s insufferable, but so damn irresistible.
This is a disaster in the making, I think as I carry her up the stairs to my bedroom.
A sexy fucking disaster.
When we enter my room, I toss Kenzie onto my bed and flip her over. I don’t want to see the smirk on her face. Not when we both know I was the one who wanted to keep space between us. Yet, here I am, groping her ass and tugging her jeans from her hips.