Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 17

Kaylee POV 

"New York? The fuck are y'all going to New York for?" Trey protested.

I invisibly rolled my eyes as I continued packing my bags. "I know, I know it's a short notice, but this fashion meeting and showcase is very important to the company, Trey."

"Then why don't I just come then?"

"Tremaine, I am leaving tonight. You have a World Tour coming up, and I don't want to get in the way of that. The girls and I will be back in a couple days, so you have nothing to be upset and protestant about. Okay?" I went over to him and wrapped my arms around him. "I promise."

He kissed me. "Okay, fine. But no more leaving when you come back."

I kissed him. "I promise." I walked back over to my suitcase before finishing up packing.

Trey was silent for a moment before speaking. "You know, I'm hoping that you would consider fancying a quickie before you leave?"

I rolled my eyes playfully. "I can't, Trey. I have to go."

He walked up behind me before grabbing my ass. "Come on, just a for a minute."

I sighed, turning around in his embrace. "Ok, I guess I can spare a minute or two."

He smiled, laying me on the bed. "Good." He kissed my lips.

Next thing, Trey was in between my legs, giving me strokes in and out. I moaned as he kissed my jawline, then my lips. Once we were done, I had to rush myself and the girls out the house with our luggage and to Chris' house.

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"So why were you late?" Chris asked me as I sat across from him in his jet. I must admit, it was dope as shit. Christiana and Kristen were resting in the room.

I looked at him from my champagne glass. He was sitting with his left leg rested on his right thigh and his arms rested on the couch rim. "Trey." I simply said as I took a sip from my drink.

"What did he do to make you late?"

"We had sex, if you must know, Chris."

He nodded his head, looking down. "Why?"

"Because he's my fiance and he asked to before I left. I can't make it obvious that I'm cheating on him, because it's wrong either way. He asked and I did. I don't see what the big deal is."

Chris nodded his head again. "Come here. I want to show you something."

He stood up and walked to the back as I rolled my eyes and followed. We were in the bathroom.

"Chris, why are you showing me the bathroom? I've already seen it."

He locked the door before suddenly turning me around and bending me over the sink. He pulled my black pencil skirt down along with my thongs. Before I knew it, he roughly entered me, making me moan loudly. He gave me long, slow, deep strokes as my body rocked back and forth.

"See, I ain't even gotta ask you to fuck what's mine. You must've forgot that this pussy was my pussy, huh Kay?" Chris said as he sped up the pace a little.

I couldn't even say anything. I was very close to cumming, and it was too early. Once I let go, Chris chuckled and kept going. His hips were thrusting against my ass as he went faster and all the way in. He slapped my ass as he went even faster. I came harshly on him as I let out a crying moan, but he still kept going. I couldn't even feel my legs.

He finally pulled out and turned me around before placing me on the sink. He kissed me and I kissed him back with lust and passion. I threw my head back as he unbuttoned my shirt and ripped my strapless bra off. He placed my left breast in his mouth as he thumbed my clit and stuck two fingers in me. I couldn't control my body.