Contract With the Commander: Kylo x OC

Chapter 8

Quinn

Another day, another sex date with the commander.

The memory of the last time has remained fresh in my mind for two whole days. I swear if I think hard enough I can still feel that gentle, broad vibration against my clit. How in the galaxy does the commander go two days without exploding?! Every nerve is on edge, every muscle tensed in anticipation of the rough fucking and following ecstasy. I have to sit with my legs crossed as I eat my bland dinner.

"Hey." Davy sits down tiredly with his own tray of food.

"Rough day?" I glance at him over my fork to see space dust smeared across his forehead.

"Yeah," he sighs. Then his eyes narrow at me. "You look a little too full of energy."

My face grows hot instantly. "Oh, it's just been slow at work since we're stationed above base."

He scrutinizes my face. I try to act casual, and stuff my mouth with bread. Finally, he chuckles. "It's too bad you couldn't give me some of that energy."

I smile warmly at him with a relieved exhale. "If I could, I would." Then I check the time and look around the meal hall. "You seen oh-two? Or is she still MIA?"

He shrugs and digs in without grace. I get back to my own meal, and my mind starts to wander immediately. Leather snagging on my skin, the bruise that's still visible on my ass cheek, the hand gently caressing my jaw, the mysterious pile of books.

"Hey! Long time no see!" Davy's chipper voice pulls me out of my reverie.

Oh-two sits down with her tray, smiling gently around pink cheeks. Her eyes look like mine, alight with life.

I smile at her. "Looks like you had a great time with the other unspeakables."

She blushes and looks down. "Actually, I had a really important meeting today."

"Really?" Davy puts his fork down finally. "With who?"

Oh-two levels him a look. "You know I can't say."

He groans and looks at me. "Twenty questions?"

I glance at Oh-two, who clearly wants to tell us. "Okay. Was the meeting with your Captain?"

She shakes her head.

"Higher?" Davy asks.

She nods once.

My eyebrows raise. "Your major?"

She grins and shakes her head.

"The colonel?" Davy is frowning now.

Oh-two raises her brows at me. My jaw drops. "Hux?"

She shakes her head.

"What?!" Davy stares dumbfounded. "That doesn't make sense."

But it makes perfect sense to me. My stomach tightens into painful knots and I feel the blood drain from my face. "Does he always wear a helmet?"

Oh-two smiles broadly, her freckled cheeks bright pink. "Like I said, I can't say."

Davy's frown turns on me. "Huh?"

"The commander," I say quietly through a dry mouth. But my attention remains on my friend. "Were there contracts involved?"

Her smile falters. "Why?"

My breath catches and my heart pounds in my throat. A dark twisted feeling whirls in my stomach like snakes. "Just curious." He has other women. And not just strangers- my fucking friend!!! "I have to go."