Rising to her feet, Kenna threaded her fingers through Troy’s hair. He wrapped his arms around her, peppering her skin with sweet little kisses. His cock was still stiff and coated in Kenna’s arousal.

Then she crossed the room to stand in front of me.

“Why won’t you join the fun, Baron?”

“I told you,” I said through my teeth. “It’s not professional.”

Kenna hummed as she traced a fingertip up my thigh. I flinched when she ghosted over my cock, pulling the fabric of my pants tight.

“Your body doesn’t agree with you,” she whispered.

Hitching her leg over my lap, Kenna braced her hands on my shoulders. Her soaked pussy pressed against my clothed cock. I could feel the silky heat of her but it wasn’t enough. I needed more.

“Come on, Baron,” Kenna coaxed. “No one will say a word about what happened in this room.”

She started rocking against me, sending sparks of pleasure rocketing through my body. I tried to hold out. I tried to stay strong.

Kenna smoothed her hands down my chest and kissed the corner of my mouth.

“I can feel how hard you are,” she murmured. “It must be driving you crazy. Everyone else got an orgasm. You deserve one, too.”

I turned my gaze up toward the ceiling. In my mind, I knew what I had to do. I pictured grabbing Kenna and moving her off my lap. I pictured sitting her on the edge of the bed and telling her that this was a working relationship and she shouldn’t be inviting her bodyguards into her bedroom to watch her have sex with another man.

Until the soft heat of Kenna’s mouth touched my neck.

My hands fell to her hips. And I started grinding with her.

She grinned, pressing her bare body against me.

“I knew it. I knew you couldn’t resist me.”

I brought one hand up to her breast, squeezing it until she squeaked. Then I cracked my hand against her ass hard enough to leave a red mark.

“Holy shit,” Kenna rasped, breathless. “You’ve really been holding back.”

I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her hard, sucking her tongue into my mouth.

You have no idea, baby girl.

With one hand anchored at the nape of her neck and my other hand at the base of Kenna’s spine, we moved together in a frenzy. In the back of my mind, I saw my career falling apart and I tried to reason it away.

I was still clothed. I wasn’t inside her. No one in this room would tell another living soul what had happened.

It doesn’t count,I thought to myself.It doesn’t count, it doesn’t count, it doesn’t count.

Kenna tucked her face into my neck, her mouth open and hot against my skin as she came. I wrapped my arms around her, crushing her soft curves against me. I was so close—just right there—and I clung to Kenna’s body as she whined from overstimulation.

When I finally came, it was short, quick, and explosive. I pushed up against her, pressing my twitching cock to her pussy. She was so wet that she’d soaked the front of my pants until everything was a sticky, hot mess.

At last, I sagged into my chair with a groan.

Fuck. What have I done?

Chapter Ten

Kenna

Even though it had been a few days, I couldn’t stop smiling to myself at the memory of Merrick and Baron falling apart because of me. Baron especially had been difficult to wear down but I won out in the end and I couldn’t wait to do it again.