Dirty Endeavors: Dirty Love Duet, #2

By Sade Rena

All it took was one dirty call.

 

Kade

When he mistakenly dialed that number seven months ago, he had no idea the woman on the other end would change his life. Girlfriends were a figment of his imagination; a few nights of fun were the best he was willing to give. But, now that he's had her in his arms and in his bed, he's determined to make her his forever. Even if she's hell-bent on getting in her own way. 

 

Jessica

She shocked herself when she allowed his sexy words to send her over the edge. It was supposed to end there. It should have ended there. But now she's hooked—with one thing standing between her and happiness... He's her boss. And even though she said it couldn't be more, she can't let go. 

Sneaking around is all fun and games until one—or both—of them start to catch feelings.

 

DIRTY ENDEAVORS is a steamy BWWM office romance and is book two in the Dirty Love Duet.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sade Rena
• Release date: Feb 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393052029

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

KADE

Six Months Later...

There’s a knock on the door, and I open it without even bothering to check the peephole. I already know who it is. I’ve impatiently waited hours for her to arrive, and here she is, outside my suite, smiling back at me.

I grab her bags and yank her inside. She giggles when I pull her close to my bare chest and let the heavy door slam shut. It’s been a month since I’ve seen her face or touched her smooth tawny skin. The bags fall from my grip beside our feet, freeing my hands, allowing me the chance to run them along her flesh.

I bring her lips to mine, devouring her mouth and savoring her taste—like ginger ale and something sweet. She moans and wraps her arms around my neck, standing on her toes to meet my height.

Gripping the tail of her t-shirt, I fist the material and tug it up and over her head. It falls to the floor as I move on to her leggings. I slip inside the thin fabric, running my palms along the curve of her ass, stopping only to cup and squeeze.

My arousal stirs, and my dick fights against the front of my loungewear, its length pressing into her stomach. Without breaking our kiss, Jessica reaches inside my pants. The feel of her nails, gently scraping my pelvic right before she grips me, sends a warm and tingling sensation through me.

She strokes me softly at first, circling the tip, spreading my pre-cum around and down my shaft. With our mouths still intertwined, I walk her toward the bed, careful not to bump into the furniture in our path.

We make it to the sleeping area of my one-bedroom suite, and she pulls back. My dick springs against my stomach when she pulls her hands from my pants, and I instantly miss her touch.

I try to kiss her again, but she pushes me off, playfully teasing me with her eyes. I smirk and rush forward, catching the waist of her leggings and forcing her back to me. I tickle her sides, laughing at how wild she goes when I do it.

Okay, stop. She surrenders and peers up at me.

I peck her lips once, then trace them with my tongue. She closes her eyes and releases a deep breath, her body relaxing in my hold. I love how she responds to me, always open and willing to be pleased by my touch, and damn if I don’t love pleasing her.

Get undressed, sweets, I demand, stepping back a few inches. I need to see you, all of you.

She does as I ask with no hesitation. Starting with her bra, she unhooks the front, her full breasts springing free of its constraints. Jessica removes the stretchy material that attempts to contain those thick thighs I love. She slides them down, one leg at a time, taunting me.

A guttural moan builds in my throat; the anticipation of having her naked before me drives me slightly crazy. Finally, she steps out of them, standing there in nothing but a navy-blue thong. It didn’t take me long after the first time in her office to learn that these are her favorite kind of panties to wear.

I fucking love them, too.

Thongs are seductive, even if she isn’t trying to be. They cover the most sensitive part of her body but leave much to be desired.

I take her by the waist and forcefully tip her head back. She stretches her neck to me, inviting me to lick her there. I search her face, loving the need in her eyes. I suckle her collarbone, nibbling softly when she moans.

Kissing her shoulder, I tighten my hold on her throat before moving my hand down to her left tit. Her nipple is hard, pressing against my palm, begging to be squeezed and licked. I do both.

I need you to fuck me, Kade, she says softly.

Soon enough, baby. Now turn around. I wanna see your ass in the air, I twirl her, not giving her the chance to do so on her own. It’s been thirty long-ass days since I’ve been inside her, so forgive me for being impatient.

She bends over on the bed, immediately getting into position—face down, ass up. My gaze traces the arch of her back, and I marvel over the image in front of me. Every curve of this woman’s body, every dimple, every fucking inch drives me wild.

I rub my hand over her perfectly heart-shaped ass, admiring the sight of it. She hates it when I tell her it’s like a work of art—the Mona Lisa of asses.

My stiffness strains against my sweatpants, begging to be freed and buried in her honey. I disrobe, kicking my bottoms to the side, and mount up behind her. Taking myself into my hand, I squeeze and tug softly before rubbing my head up and down the seat of her panties, tracing the material from the front to where it disappears between her cheeks. I pull them aside, repeating my motions and coating myself with her wetness. I’d want nothing more than to shove myself deep and feel her warmth around me, but I know if I tried, she’d kill me.

On the nightstand two feet from us, I snag a condom from the box I put there earlier. After breaking the seal, I sheath my dick and reposition myself. Her arch deepens once I’m in and thrust forward, giving her every inch.

I think back to our first time together, how I came way too quick, and chuckle internally. That was embarrassing, and thankfully she didn’t notice. But I tell you what. It’s been my mission to make up for that every time she lets me into her temple.

Shaking away my thoughts, I zone in on my woman, focusing only on giving her the pleasure I know she needs. We switch positions, this time her on top. I dig myself into the pillow, watching, panting, and grabbing at her sides as she does her dance atop me.

Jessica’s eyes roll back, and her rhythm picks up, signaling to me that her climax is near. I sit up, taking a nipple into my mouth, sucking just the way she likes, before falling back onto the mattress and lifting my hips to match her ride. She moans and calls my name when I find her clit, circling it with my thumb.

I watch her ride the waves of pleasure, her face twisting into a beautiful display of lust and bliss. She leans forward, falling on my chest, still aiming for her orgasm. Her release flows between us, and my sac tightens, compelling me to grip her tight and pound my dick into her.

Fuck… Fuck, Kade, I… I’m cumming, she belts out.

I groan into her neck as I find my own orgasm, both our bodies bucking against each other, our breaths labored. We lie still in this position, neither of us able to move. After a few seconds, she climbs off and takes the space beside me, still panting. I pull her into my arms, planting kisses on her forehead.

That was amazing, I finally say.

She nods. It was. She drapes her arm over my torso.

I’m so damn glad you changed your mind and gave us a shot.

I feel her face shift and imagine her smiling.

I am, too. Just imagine if you weren’t so sure about us, we’d never have had as much amazing sex as we do.

I’d like to have more than we do. I rub her shoulder and adjust my neck on the pillow. When will you be ready to tell people about us?

She quiets for a moment, then toys with the hairs under my navel. Not yet.

I sigh, choosing not to press the issue. The last six months with Jessica have been amazing. And it’s not that I haven’t loved every minute of it. But it seems no matter what I do or say; she’s still hung up on the idea of people not knowing we’re together.

In the beginning, I was okay with it. I just wanted her, and if taking things slow and keeping us secret was what she wanted, I was willing to deal with that. I still am. I guess I just want to spend more time with her openly.

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes, letting sleep wash over me. The flight from LA to Bali was long as hell, and though I napped a little on the plane, it wasn’t much as I still had business to tend to. I could have slept when I arrived at the resort, but I knew her plane got in just a few hours after mine, so I decided to stay up for us to sleep together.

JESSICA

I wake to find myself enveloped in Kade’s strong arms. A smile stretches to my eyes, and I plant a kiss on the top of his bald head. He’s nuzzled into my chest, cradling me close with one leg draped over me.

When sleep took over us, our position was reversed, and I wonder at what point the roles switched. He ends up like this every chance we get to be together, knocked out to the drumming of my heart without a care in the world.

He snorts, wiggling his nose against my naked flesh. I lie still, not wanting to wake him. The week ahead of us will be bustling with activities and staff, all here for the annual summer retreat. With all that and his responsibilities as the head of this company, he won’t get the luxury of relaxing like the rest of us, so I