17 Office Business

{P.O.V. Jennifer Ross-Ryans}

I couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth. Turning around, asking her to repeat what she had said to me.

"I said that your a slut and obviously not a very good one if you have to come back to work for Mr. Ryans. I mean, could you not satisfy him enough in bed that you have to earn your money by working here." Girl 1 says rudely and disrespectfully.

"Hearing you say that shows how low you all really are. I'm not going to stoop down to your level of un-maturity. Instead of picking on the CEO's wife, you look in a mirror and criticize yourselves or even one another. Also, quit acting like we were in high school. We are not fighting over a boy that already obviously belongs to me. " Walking out of the break room holding the door, I turn to look back again. "Oh, and to let you know, you have a little something right here."

Pointing towards my face pretending to show she has food on her face. She grabs a napkin and tries wiping it off her face. Leaving the break room, I let out a deep breath. I feel like I'm going to fall on my face after doing that. It hurt to know what some thought of me, but they're not completely wrong. Taking a deep breath, trying hard not to let a tear slip. Getting back up to the top floor, I sit down at my desk. Slouching in my chair with my head, leaned back, looking at the ceiling.

"You alright?" Kendrick asks. Sitting up straight from him, startling me, he was leaning on the desk.

"Yea, I'm fine" Trying to lie, but the truth is I'm not. He had a look on his face like he didn't believe me. "I thought you were mad at me?" Trying to change the subject.

"I was never mad at you and quit trying to change the subject. What wrong?" He crosses his arms across his chest while taking a seat on my desk.

"It's nothing really.."

"Jennifer." He says my name like it's a warning.

"Fine, a couple of girls in the break room was saying mean things about me, that's all."

"And?"

"And?... I might have told them off." He didn't say anything. He just had a serious look on his face like normal. It was starting to make me feel like I was in trouble. "Are you mad at me?"

"Why would I be mad for you defending yourself? As for the girls in the break room, they need to learn to have respect for my wife."

"What do you plan on doing?" He smiles and gets off my desk.

"Clear the rest of the schedule for today. I want to take you somewhere." He demands and then walks to his office.

"Kendrick! what do you plan on doing!?" He closes his office door, slouching back into my chair and sighing deeply with frustration.

After clearing the rest of today's schedule, I knock on Kendrick's office door and walk-in. He was on the office phone. Taking a seat on his desk next to him, he finishes up his phone call.

"Tell Mr. Rills that I will be there... Alright, I see you all then." He hangs up the phone and leans back in his chair. "Did you clear the rest of the schedule?"

"Yes, who was that?" Nodding my head towards the phone. He scoots his chair between my legs, putting an arm on each side of my thighs. Placing his hands on my lower back and scoots me closer to him. With our eyes staring into one another's.

"That was Mr. Rill's secretary." He answers my question.

"Is he that one guy that throws those amazing charity balls that you go to every year?"

"He throws about three a year for different things, and the one I tend to is towards the end of the year in late October."

"I have always wanted to go to one of his balls. I hear that there amazing and beautiful."

"He plans on having another charity raiser this year. He usually invites me but hearing about our marriage. He invited us both."

"What!? are you serious?" Asking with excitement.

"I'm always serious." Grabbing his tie, I slam my lips to his. Pulling my lips from his blushing deeply from the way I acted. He looked a little surprised and a little stunned.

"I'm sorry..I..just..um.." Trying to apologize for the way I acted, he stands up. Placing his finger on my lips to stop my rambling, and it worked. Swallowing hard from the lust I could feel between us.

"Jennifer, shut up." Moving his finger from my lips, he slams his lips against mine, dominating my lips to his.

Moving his left hand up my back and he's right, moving into my hair. Pulling the elastic out of my ponytail, letting my hair fall. Placing my hands on his chest, I can feel his muscles underneath them. Pulling our lips from one another, things were getting heated. He starts to kiss down my jaw to my neck. The words of the mean girls came ringing back to me.

"Were going to get in trouble." Saying breathless with my mind feeling like it up in the clouds. He stops kissing for a minute and looks at me. But I couldn't look. I kept my eyes looking down or any elsewhere.

"You do know I own this building, right?" He asks amusingly while being serious.

"Fine, we can get caught." Still trying to come up with an excuse for why we should stop. In reality, I don't want to stop, but I also don't want to be what those mean girls said I was.

"No one enters without my say so."

"I thought you wanted to take me somewhere. Won't we be late?"

"Jennifer, what with the excuses?"

"It's nothing... It's just earlier what those girls said about me. I don't want anyone to think that's who I am because it's not."

"What did they say?" He asks with what seemed like concern.

"They said I was a slut and a gold digger." Playing with my fingers, he placed his fingers underneath my chin and made me look at him.

"Is that how you see yourself?" He asks me seriously.

"No," Telling him honestly.

"Then, don't listen to them. They're just a bunch of women being insecure about how they feel about themselves, and they're taking it out on you."

"As I told you earlier today, it is easier said than done."

"Well, it's the many challenges of being a Ryans or human, in fact." Looking away from him and sighing deeply for I know he has a point. "Look at me." Looking back at him, my eyes getting caught with see blue eyes staring back. Making my breath feeling hitched and my heart beating a little harder than normal. "Quit worrying and stressing about what they said and have fun along with enjoying what we're about to do."

"Exactly what are we going to do?" I asked with a hint of play but along with the seriousness of my tone.

"We are going to have mind-blowing sex, and then I'm taking you somewhere as I told you I was." He says a little too sweetly as the devil would. Placing his lips on mine once again, things start to get heated up again.

Pushing off his coat jacket and unbuttoning his shirt for my fingers were inching to touch his chest. Pulling the zipper down on my dress, his hands explore my back. Then touching the sides of my ribs till his hands reached my breast. Taking my breast out of my bra, he played with my nipples as his lips kissed my neck. Moaning a little, he gently pushes me down onto his desk—the cool desk pressing up against my back. Making me arch my back a little, his mouth sucks on my nipples. With his hands on my knees, slowly making their way to my sex. When fingers reach my sex, he stands up tall and presses two of them in. Making my eyes roll back in my head from how great it feels.

"You're not quite wet enough for me. Let me see if there is something we can do to make you even wetter." I could hear the devilish dare in his voice. Swallowing hard and licking my lips, my heart picks up from wondering what he plans on doing to me. "Sit up ."

Doing as he commands, he kisses me for a few seconds. While doing so, his hands make their way underneath my ass. He pulls his lips away, making us both a little breathless, and smiles a devilish smile. Making my heart race a little more, he quickly picks me up and lightly slams me against the wall behind his desk. Something about it turned me more on; maybe it was the rush. Breathing heavily, I could feel his erection behind his pants, pressing against my sex. Pulling his lips to mine, pushing his shirt off his shoulders onto the floor. Using his body weight and left arm to hold me up. His right-hand travel up to my womanhood, pressing his fingers in me, pumping inside for a few minutes. Then pulls them out and puts them in his mouth, tasting me he had a look of satisfaction.

"That's better." He praises me.

Undoing his belt, then his pants, his erected member was free. Moving my underwear to the side, his member's head was aligned with my entrance. Holding onto me tightly, he slides himself inside of me. My hands wrapped around his arm muscles I squeezed as he went in deeper. Hitting the very brim of my sex, letting a moan out, he starts his rhythm. Finding a rhythm together what seems like forever when reality only a few minutes I orgasmed. After my first orgasm, we finished having sex in his office chair. With me on top, we both find our release. After filling me with his seed, I laid on his shoulder as we caught our breath.