Contract With the Commander: Kylo x OC

Chapter 24

Kylo

I sense the incoming trouble a few seconds before glancing at the security camera. My smile is automatic, but I quickly swallow it back down out of habit. My heart leaps, making my stomach tighten.
I'm not supposed to feel this way, but I've given up trying to stop it. My disastrous meeting with Snoke while Quinn was up here getting touched by the knights cemented my decision to have her in my life. His belittling and humiliating comments stung, but I knew what I had waiting for me would brighten my spirits. I can deal with Snoke as long as I have Quinn.

I can still picture the look on her face when she realized I had come for her. Mostly I remember how she felt. I would have done anything she asked then. Her feelings for me were so strong and so obvious.
And then she told me she was proud of me and I absolutely lost my mind. I only remember her sweet moans and soft skin after that.

I straighten in my desk chair and open the blastdoor to let Quinn inside my office. She smiles as soon as she sees me, and I'm glad I'm wearing my helmet so she doesn't know just how hard I grin back. I'm not quite there yet. Yet.

"It's not your day to be here," I tease.

Her face falls into a frown as her hands lift to her hat to release the pins. "Don't remind me of that fucking contract."

I pull my hands off the holo keyboard and push back from the desk. "I have a report to file before I can get you naked."

She pouts and stuffs her hat and pins in her jacket pocket. "Aren't you the commander?!"

"Yes, on a warship. On the precipice of war."

She huffs and shoves her way between me and my desk. As soon as she crawls in my lap, my tight chest loosens. Her hands go to the side of my helmet, but she can't find the button that releases the mouthpiece. I guide her finger to it, and she slides my helmet off my head.

Her gaze soaks in my face. "You can multitask, right?"

Her lips go to my freshly shaved jaw and her fingers thread through my hair. I grumble, "not with you in my lap being a horny slut."

She smiles against my neck, and that's my undoing. I jerk my chin toward her to dislodge her lips, then I force my mouth on hers. She sinks into my touch instantly, melting into my body and parting her lips with a sigh. Our tongues dance, and the energy in the room shifts. I really have to get this report filed, and I know if I take this much further, I won't get any work done until Quinn passes out naked in my bed.

Her breath rushes through her nose as we kiss, and before too long, she's grinding down on my lap, making my blood pump to my dick. I release her mouth and drag my lips down to her jaw, kissing and sucking and nipping at her soft skin. She sighs and runs her fingers along my scalp. My hands grab the front of her uniform jacket, and without looking, I get the top half torn apart. Pulling the jacket open, my lips descend to her neck.

I'm so thoroughly engrossed in Quinn, sucked into her desire and her powerful emotions, that I don't sense someone outside my door. Someone who has access to this entire ship, locked doors or not. So when the blastdoor slides open, Quinn gasps and pulls away, grinding herself against my growing cock and making me grunt.

My glare goes straight toward the open blastdoor and the familiar wafting energy of Hux. Just as I open my mouth to yell at him to leave, I see someone at his shoulder. A small woman with sharp but feminine features. 35802. Quinn's unspeakable friend. The blastdoor shuts behind them, encasing all four of us in my office.

The emotions in the room shift so violently that I struggle to keep up. Suddenly, my lap is empty, and Quinn is scrambling with her jacket, trying to fasten it back up. My gaze goes between the two women. The unspeakable is full of feelings of betrayal, and it shows on her face too. Quinn looks terrified. But it's 35802 that holds my attention the most. She just became a threat. She has had an audience with Snoke before. Hux is her direct supervisor. All her professional channels could ruin me.