Chapter 13
Kate
Kate woke to a thrumming sensation between her legs. She felt hot down there, and she moaned.
“I just wanted to fuck you awake, is that okay?” Grant said in her ear, nibbling it.
“Yes,” she said, her eyelids fluttering. She felt his member enter into her from behind. She raised herself onto her forearms, arching her back, her hips in the air, letting Grant fuck her. She wanted to feel everything; she wanted to feel his length as he took his pleasure in her body.
She let out high breathless gasps every time he slammed into her.
“You like that,” he growled as he thrust into her. “You like letting me take you.”
“Yes,” she moaned. It was quick and dirty, and she felt Grant come in her, and then she too was pushed over the edge.
“That was amazing,” she said. “I think I came so hard I almost blacked out.”
“Kate, you make me so fucking hard,” he said, pulling her face around and kissing her, his tongue running along her lips. She felt his member, hard again, slide into her, and she moaned as he took her slowly. She gasped as the feel of him made her come again. She felt raw from the pleasure as it cascaded over her in waves.
Grant said, “Fuck,” then she felt his body shudder, and he fell on top of her, panting. They lay there as the sheets cooled.
“Am I the best fuck you’ve ever had or what,” Grant said after a moment, still slightly out of breath.
Kate hit him lightly.
“You’re addictive.” She turned over and flopped on top of him. “You’re going to destroy my life, but I can’t quit you.” Grant ran his fingers up and down her thigh. She felt the echoes of pleasure but didn’t act on them; she lay on top of the most perfect man she had ever known and stared into his eyes.
“Any word from my father?” Grant asked her after a moment, breaking the spell. Kate’s stomach sank.
“Oh, no, let me check,” she said as she hurriedly grabbed her phone.
On my way to the apt
The text from Walter showed on her phone. Kate panicked until she saw the time.
“Okay, phew, he sent that five minutes ago. Hurry and shower. With traffic, he’ll be here shortly,” she told Grant.
Kate cleaned up as best she could. She didn’t want to get her hair wet and give anything away. She took an ice-cold sponge bath and pulled her clothes back on. She was sitting in the kitchen, gulping down a sparkling water, as the doorbell rang, and she hurried to open it.
“Hi, Walter,” she said, a little more frantic than she had wanted.
“Everything all right?” he asked her.
“Yes,” she replied. “I just got bubbles in my nose.” She held up the glass, hoping he would take that as an excuse.
“Where’s Grant?” Walter asked. “I want us to go to the foundation headquarters before Jack leaves. Did you tell his assistant we wanted to swing by?”
“Yes, they know. I sent out a calendar invite in the car on the way over here.”
Grant came down the stairs as she was talking to Walter.
“Ah, there you are, Grant. All set? Were you able to rest?” Walter asked. Grant didn’t look like someone who had just been in a marathon sexcapade with his father’s employee, and Kate hoped Walter didn’t sense anything amiss.
“What types of activities do you think Grant should be engaging in with the foundation?” Kate asked Walter in the elevator.
He was thoughtful for a moment. “I was thinking something to do with veterans. That seems like the obvious solution.”
“The Holbrook Foundation mission is to develop data-driven results for the problems we face in the world,” she reminded Walter. “Your brother, Jack, won’t let Grant simply run around begging money off of people; he needs to use data to solve a big problem. I was thinking he could do research into the types of programs that are most likely to help with PTSD and which are most effective at helping veterans reintegrate into society. That’s data-driven enough that Jack can’t nitpick it, but still feels relevant.”
“Perfect,” Walter said. “Did you hear that, Grant?”
Grant gave a grunt in response. As they walked toward the car, Grant bent down and whispered in Kate’s ear, “I’d rather just research the best way to make you come.”
Kate felt wet between her legs, and her mouth went dry. She hoped she wasn’t flushed as Grant helped her into the car.