Chapter 11: Can't Get Enough

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I had finally gotten release after weeks… no, months without it. It was intense and immensely satisfying even though not an article of clothing had left our bodies. I couldn't envision what it would be like if the scenario were different, clothes off and all. I was still hard and ready to go again and again. Now I have a craving to be inside her. I must have her now that I've had a taste. Never have I experienced anything like that. Even with my wife. Oh fuck, my wife… I wanted to feel bad, and in a way I somewhat did but this most likely wouldn't have happened if she wasn't so stubborn. At least I was sure it wouldn't have happened. However, before I could fully wrap my head around the situation, there was a knock at the door. Kagome rolled out from under me and hid under my desk and I sat down in my chair. "Come in." I called out. It was Kikyo that walked in, and with her was her sister Kaede who stayed at the door leaning against the frame while Kikyo entered my office. They both looked at me strangely. Then their eyes went to the floor in front of my desk. Oh, that's right I spilled my coffee earlier. The smell of it filled the air as if it had just happened.

"Um…" Kikyo's face held a look of puzzlement.

"What do you want?" I was frustrated with Kikyo. I rarely spoke to her that way, but I wasn't happy that she was here when I could've been fucking the woman hiding beneath my desk. I will get to her soon. Kikyo shook her head coming out of her thoughts. She handed me a security tape, advised I watch it as soon as possible and then left. Kagome crawled out from under my desk and I asked her if she was still a lesbian after what we've done. I loved the answer she gave me. "Fuck you, Sesshomaru!" She said, and it just made me want her that much more.

After making herself look presentable again, came back out and stated that she was done being honest for the day. Then she left. Fine by me. Tomorrow was another day. I got up and headed to the washroom mirror. I looked completely dishevelled and could understand why my Vice President and her sister gave me such odd looks. After washing my face and fixing my hair and changing my suit, I went back into my office seeing the coffee stain on my carpet, and a ton of papers, a stapler and two pens on the ground. The other things I could deal with, but maybe next time I'll drink my coffee before hand. If it's even possible it just might increase my already abnormally high stamina. Even for a demon. I wondered if Kagome understood what she was getting herself into. Probably not.

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It was 6:14pm and my wife was stressing about dinner. "What if she doesn't like it? Oh god, even worse what if she's allergic? Is there time to have the chef prepare something else?" She asked too many questions. I held her in my arms and kissed her on top of her head.

"We can't prepare something new in 15 minutes, and you're worrying too much mate. Just calm down, everything will be fine." I pulled her back far enough to look her in the eyes. She was seriously worried. "Why are you worrying so much anyway? It's just my secretary." I asked. She looked down, inhaled a deep breath and smiled.

"Sorry, you're right." She kissed me on the cheek and walked towards the kitchen. I scanned the living room and was pleased the maids went out of there way to make sure the place was perfect just as Kagura instructed. They even left it smelling lightly of vanilla. I sank into my sofa throwing my head back and relaxing my exhausted body. The truth was that I also wanted everything to go perfectly. I closed my eyes drifting off for what felt like a second but sure enough ten minutes had passed by when the doorbell finally rang. Good, she was early. I got to my feet and went to open the door. When I opened it, I felt like a complete stranger was smiling back at me. It was funny how different someone could look in something other than professional attire. She wore a tight red blouse showing a tasty amount of cleavage. She seemed about ready to bust out. I couldn't see what else she was wearing; my eyes wouldn't look anywhere else.

"You might want to close your mouth." She whispered and closed it for me when I couldn't. I had to smile. Something I've started doing a lot of lately. These days smiling came easily. To be honest, I wasn't quite sure if I liked that or not.

"Careful… be very careful." I stepped aside and gestured for her to enter. I took the opportunity to set my eyes upon the rest of her. She wore a fitting pair of low faded jeans. I cocked my head to the side. There's no way it could be legal to have an ass like that. It was the perfect shape and size and her jeans cupped it just right. Her jeans were low enough to expose the sexy dimples on her lower back. The sight of it caused me to dent the doorknob as I closed the door.

"Wow I expect nothing less from the big boss himself. Very impressive." She said looking around and then back at me.

"I just realized how dangerous of a woman you are." I told her as if she hadn't said anything at all. The corners of those plump, juicy lips turned up. It dawned upon me then that those were the words I often told my wife. I guess I have a thing for dangerous women.

"So, where's the lady of the house?" She turned again and I lead her to the dining room.

"This way." My wife had just walked in with a crystal vase full of dozens of red wild roses. Remarkably the scent was no match for the alluring scent of our guest.

"Oh, Sessho-koi you didn't tell me how gorgeous she is." Kagura placed the roses in the center of the perfectly set table, her eyes staying on Kagome the whole time. I almost rolled my eyes.

"Kagura, this is my secretary Ms. Kagome Higurashi, Kagome meet my wife Kagura." They gave each other a good strong handshake.

"Welcome to our home. I hope Sesshy isn't giving you too much of a hard time." Kagura asked. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Don't worry I can handle it." Kagome smiled at her and assessed my wife from head to toe. From the looks of it, it seemed that Kagome was checking my wife out, her eyes lingering over every curve in my wife's simple black dress. I watched her completely amused. This is certainly very interesting.

"Good to hear! Please take a seat." She pulled out a chair and Kagome took her seat. "Would you like an alcoholic beverage? Chardonnay? Champagne? Maybe some vodka or rum? We have a huge selection in our cellar."

"Kagura, she just got here relax." Was she really trying to get her drunk?

"Actually, I wouldn't mind a glass of chardonnay… for now." Kagome replied looking at me. Kagura beamed and looked at the maid that was standing near the door.

"Mayu dear, please get a bottle of Chardonnay from the cellar." She asked politely. The maid curtsied and left the room. "So Kagome, do tell me a bit about yourself." I took a seat myself and observed silently. Kagome wasn't shy at all and my wife warmed up to her almost instantly. They spoke to one another as if they were old friends reuniting. I was surprised to see my wife this happy having a conversation with another woman. She hardly ever made friends with other females. They were too 'catty' as she would put it. On top of that she never had much in common with other females, human or demon. The maid returned with the bottle and Kagura wasted no time pouring everyone a glass. She lifted her glass and Kagome and I followed suit. She looked at me telling me silently with her eyes that she liked our guest. "To the beginning of something special." Kagura said and we touched glasses and took a sip. Interesting choice of words. I wouldn't know what could possibly be so special but then again, I could always expect for my wife to say strange and unpredictable things. The food came in filling the air with the smell of a wide variety of well prepared food.

"I do hope everything is to your liking Kagome." I told Kagome and sipped on my wine.

"Everything smells so good! Thanks for having me over!"

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After dinner my wife managed to get my secretary tipsy with her. The three of us sat in the living room talking and drinking for hours. They had moved on to something stronger and now Kagura was sitting on my lap and playing with Kagome's hair. She pulled a lock of it close to her nose and inhaled deeply. "Sesshomaru, how can you stand to work around someone that smells so… yummy?" Kagura asked and Kagome drunkenly giggled. I downed the rest of my drink not answering, because the truth was, I couldn't stand it. Everyday for over 3 months was a torturous struggle being around her. But my wife didn't need to know that.

We managed to finish half a bottle of rum and it seemed like the ladies were still going. I decided to stop after four glasses and continued silently observing them. It was fascinating to watch them, especially in a drunken state because if I didn't know better, I would say my wife was flirting with Kagome and she was flirting right back. The intensity in their eyes, the lingering touches. Kagura probably didn't have the slightest clue that Kagome was interested in women, but I knew of course. Which made watching them all the more entertaining.

"I never would've thought you'd both get along so well." I broke in the middle of their conversation.

"What can I say? Kagome is such a pleasure…" Kagura said patting Kagome's leg. Kagome laughed throwing her head back.

"Sesshomaru, you better be careful I just might steal her!" Kagome sputtered into another fit of laughter. "Ohhh no I can't believe I jus' said that! I think s'time I go home." Her eyes were wide with embarrassment and Kagura pursed her lips.

"Allow me to take you home. None of us can drive so we'll travel my way so you can leave your car here over night and Kagura will bring it to work tomorrow." I offered. The women took much too long to say goodbye to each other but once they did Kagome and I were walking to her place. "Get on my back." I told her. "I'll get you home faster if I carry you." She clasped her hands together, the excitement clear on her face.

"You really mean it? Oh, you're so awesommmmme!" And she began giggling hysterically. If I wasn't a bit drunk myself and perhaps had it been anyone else, I would've been annoyed by it. I can hold my liquor but it seemed that she was losing the hold she had on hers by the second as the alcohol ran it's course deeper into her system. Instead of waiting for her to finish her laughing fit, I simply picked up the giggling woman bridal style and cradled her close to me. "My oh my, you sure are strong!" She said imitating an accent you're more likely to hear from an old western movie. I smiled and shook my head. Soon I was racing through the night in the empty street with Kagome's arms wrapped tightly around my neck and eyes squeezed shut.

"Are you alright? Would you like me to slow down?" I asked her tenderly. Which was highly out of character for me. I, Sesshomaru do not care about such things. I felt it was beneath me, but I suppose the alcohol had affected me more than I had thought to. Or maybe her presence had slowly begun to soften me. I could not have that… but I couldn't be without her either. To think that in these few centuries of being tied to my mate, I would actually want another woman. I never thought it was possible to be enticed by someone that was not Kagura.

"Noooo!" She began to wine like a child that didn't get their way. "Go faster!" I picked up my pace again, and she laughed giddily with joy.

When we arrived, I placed her down on her feet, and she grabbed my arms trying to steady herself. She was incredibly imbalanced, and her eyes were half lidded in her drunken state. "Thanksomuch!" She said it all as one word. Then pulled out a key from under a small potted tree by the door. "G'night!" She stood on tiptoe to kiss my cheek wafting her scent in the air when she pulled away.

"Good night." I told her and turned to be on my way. I heard her door open, but I knew I wasn't going to be able to walk away and not suffer with the memory of her ass in those jeans or her breasts in that shirt. I turned on my heel and sprinted back to her throwing the door wide open before she could close it. The doorknob left a circular hole in the wall.

"Did you think I would let you off that easily when you look the way you do?" I picked her up and she yelped in surprise but wrapped her legs around my waist none the less. I pinned her against the wall holding her there with my groin as my hands searched her body. I could taste the rum mixed with the delicious taste of her mouth. Her whimpering against my lips drove me nearly mad as my body responded to her in violent ways, groping her hard enough to nearly leave bruises. We tore away for a moment just to stare at each other. Call me a sadist but that look of fear and lust in her eyes caused me to ravage her more fiercely, to the point that her shirt began ripping in my grip and the buttons on her blouse began popping off one by one. She had one hand digging her nails into my back while the other that was tightly tangled in my hair began to lightly graze my scalp causing me to shudder against her. She moaned and nibbled and pulled at my bottom lip with her teeth.

I held her ass firmly with one hand while the other tore at her shirt exposing the flesh of one breast ion her bra and I squeezed the warm mound in my hand revelling in the near naked sensation of it.

Unfortunately, our moment of need was cut short when I caught another scent that I was certain I was familiar with followed by a gasp. Kagome and I stopped dead in our tracks turning to see that not only had I left the door wide open but the woman I hired as a security guard a while back, and couldn't remember the name of that very moment, stood at the door way with her face going from pink to red gaping at us. Kagome slowly slid down causing me to bite down hard on my bottom lip as the friction rubbed me where I was most sensitive this moment. "Sa… Sango?" Kagome stuttered. Oh, that's right Sango was her name.

"Uhh… good evening Mr. Shotai." She said nervously as she slowly walked in. This was one big awkward situation. I was standing there not even making it passed the front door, with the door wide open, caught in the act with my secretary, by my security guard. I narrowed my eyes and she kept staring back and forth between Kagome and me, but Kagome refused to meet her gaze again. This was a buzz killer if I ever saw one. Well if I found out that Sango told anyone about what she witnessed I'd have her fired on the spot.

"I'll be on my way now." I said without saying another word to either of them as I walked out of the house and sped back home. What a fucking night…

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Once I arrived back home, Kagura was sound asleep on the couch. I smiled as I picked her up and carried her up the stairs. I lay her on our bed brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face. Looking at her sleeping so peacefully, I couldn't help but to stroke her cheek. I stared at her and thought long and hard. I had cheated on her. That couldn't be changed, and she didn't have to know, but what did need to be changed were my sexual desires for Kagome. I imagined Kagura's reaction if she ever found out. I kissed her on the forehead and then on the lips, but she was still sleeping soundly. Turning out the lights, I lay beside her stroking her cheek with the back of my fingertips, her sleeping form never budged. I held her hand, something I rarely did and should do more often. I felt sleep begin to drift over me. The truth was, and I know I hardly tell her enough, I truly loved Kagura. Therefore, my fixation on Kagome had to come to an end. Still, I had a strong feeling that was easier said than done.

I was slowly drifting off to sleep when I suddenly remembered something very important. I opened the top drawer of my night table and took out the security tape I had somehow forgotten to watch. Actually, I could think of one reason I had forgotten which was even more reason for me to suppress my desire for her. I put the thought out of my mind as I went down the stairs and walked into the living room. I set up the tape and watched carefully. It was a shot of the outside of the front entrance and it was dark. The time on the corner of the screen read 1:18 in the morning. I stared at the screen patiently waiting for something to happen.

At 1:23, a dark car pulled up at the front entrance and the back door opened. A strange man stepped out wearing a business suit and approached the front entrance. I couldn't see his face clearly in the shadows but I could see he had a very big and pale face. He looked through the glass doors with his palms pressed against them. He stood there like that for nearly ten minutes just staring inside. What the hell was he doing? Suddenly the man looked away and looked around until he spotted the camera. He stepped out of the shadows and I froze. He stared into the camera for a long moment as if he could somehow see me. He thrust up his middle finger, and his shoulders shook. Was he laughing? Though that was not what surprised me. I didn't know the man but I remembered the specific description. It was a man wearing a baboon mask. A white baboon mask.

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