Chapter 9

    It was already Thursday, a day before the long Fourth of July weekend and Angela was trying to finish up all the last minute details for one of her new clients she had just received early in the week. She shut her computer off and turned to the paper sitting on her desk. She had already started looking for apartments that were for rent and could not get over the prices. She found three spaces that sounded half way decent after shuffling through tons of them. She was going to book appointments for the following week to take a look at them.

    She ripped out the page where she had circled the ads, folded it and placed it in her satchel. She pulled out her compact mirror; opening it she looked at her large eyes and patted at one with her finger. Grabbing her light pink gloss, she dabbed some on her lips. It was now five thirty and she was due to meet Joanne at the pub down the street in half an hour for a few drinks.

    She stood up and headed out of her office. “Night Marg,” she smiled at the elderly secretary.

“Have a great weekend Angela,” Marg said, smiling back.

    Even though the Fourth of July holiday fell on the Monday, Lyons Advertising would be closed on the Friday as well which Angela didn’t mind one bit. She was really looking forward to spending her weekend away in Long Beach with Joanne. She pressed the elevator button and tugged on her gray skirt patiently waiting. Angela stepped in when the doors opened and pressed the button for the lobby. She watched the doors close when a hand slid in between stopping them from shutting.

    “I’m sorry.” She said trying to press the open door button for the person to enter when she heard his voice.

    “Well hello Angela. We meet again.” Steve had a slow smile forming on his mouth as he stepped into the elevator standing almost directly beside her.

    Angela was flustered just at the sight of him. He was wearing tailored blue jeans that showed off his powerful frame with a white dress shirt that had the top two buttons undone. Her large brown eyes followed the tattoos’ that started on his chest snaking up to his neck. She could feel the warmth build between her legs as she tried to form her words. Jesus he was gorgeous.

    “Yes I guess so.” She said, nonchalantly, “Going down?”

    “Are you?”

    “Excuse me?” She cocked her head to the side and looked up at him.

    “Are you going down?” He said, eyeing her delicate frame.

    Angela watched his blue eyes trail her body and her heart skipped a beat. Get a grip already! “Does that matter?”

    “It does to me.” He smiled, revealing the deep dimple in his right cheek.

    She watched his tongue trace his lower lip and thought about how good it felt during their encounter in the storage room last week.  She had to get a grip on herself. This man was screwing her boss for Christ’s Sake.

    Angela hit the lobby button hard not responding to him and stared straight ahead trying to avoid contact. She watched him take a step behind her out of the corner of her eye. She could feel his breath on her neck and then she felt his lips graze it.

    “Mm, you always smell so good,” he growled in her ear.

    Angela almost melted right there on the spot. She turned to look at him. “Do you always play two women at the same time?” She asked in an angry tone.

    Looking amused, he replied, “Never. I’m a one gal kind of guy.”

    “Really?” She said, getting more annoyed by the second.

    His head dipped down to her neck and he dragged his lips up to ear. “Are you implying that I do?”

    “Listen, I’m really not the type to play games ok. I know you’re fucking my boss.” Angela took a step forward with her back facing him. She looked over her shoulder as he laughed. His hand reached past her and pressed the stop button on the elevator. She could feel the elevator jolt to a stop. “What are you doing?” She turned to face him. She could smell his sweet cologne.

“I’m not interested in Kimberly. You are the one that has my full attention,” he whispered. His hand curled around Angela’s waist and pulled her to his chest with aggression. Shocked, she stared up at him utterly confused as his blue eyes bored into hers. She felt his hand trail down her waist to the hem of her skirt. Angela’s heart was in her throat as she felt herself become moist at his touch.

Grabbing his arms she tried to push away. “I can’t do this again.” She whispered. But did she really want him to stop?

He whirled her around and pushed her back up against the wall. “Do what?” Steve growled as he planted kisses along her neck. She felt his strong rough hand slide down her inner thigh and she closed her eyes, slowing melting into him. “You’re so beautiful Angela.” His tongue trailed along her ear lobe. Her heart was pounding in her chest as he pulled her lace panties to the side palming her pussy.

“Play these games.” Angela breathed heavily as she met his eyes. He leaned forward to claim her mouth with his. She didn't move away, knowing she wanted this just as bad. His tongue darted inside her mouth slowly twirling over her own tongue. She couldn't help herself as her hands ran up his back.

“Mm, you’re so wet.” He growled and kissed her harder.

His fingers ran over her slit and rubbed her clit and then dipped a finger into her warmth up to his second knuckle.

“Mm,” She moaned into his mouth. It sent shivers up and down her body as he pushed in deeper. Her chest was heaving as he put a second digit in her.

He sucked in her bottom lip and pumped his fingers in and out of her slowly. Panting, she couldn’t help but to part her legs giving him more access. It felt so good as the ripples of pleasure coursed through her body.

“Jesus Christ, Steve.” She moaned his name in his ear. Pure pleasure shot through her.

His lips ran down her neck, “I have to taste you,” he said, as he pulled his fingers out and kneeled to the floor. He ran his hands up her thighs and pulled her panties down to her ankles. He hiked her skirt up around her waist, exposing her pussy to him. He pushed her legs apart then with his hand and stared at the perfect triangle of her bush that surrounded the swollen pink lips of her pussy. He moved closer smelling the scent of her arousal.

His thumb slowly circled her button as he looked at her quivering pussy lips pressed tightly together. His head dipped in as he kissed them lightly, tasting her. Angela gasped as tingles shot through her body. Steven slid his tongue inside of her, swirling it around the wall of her sensitive warmth. Her head fell back as she squirmed beneath him and gasped for a breath.

Steve slowly licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top as his hands wrapped around her ass and pulled her in deeper. Her hands shot down and ran through his hair as she tried to catch her breath. She began to slowly grind her crotch into his face. His tongue felt so good and she felt the waves get closer and closer.

    Steve sucked in her wet lips into his mouth, trapping them there as he ran his tongue up and down them. Grabbing handfuls of hair she could feel her pussy vibrating uncontrollably as he licked all over her sensitive slit. Her heart was pounding as he slid a finger in reaching his second knuckle.

"Unh,” she gasped at the sensation. He sucked in her sensitive clit as he shoved in a second finger going as deep as he could pumping quicker. "Oh my God!" Angela was shaking uncontrollably. The jolts of pleasure shot through her pussy as he pumped faster. He sucked her clit into his mouth again, running his tongue rapidly back and forth as he felt her body tremble above him. "Oh Steve!" She cried out as her orgasm flooded her body like a continuous wave that crashed into her over and over.

Angela’s heart was racing as the climax finally slowed. He looked up at her and smiled. "Fuck you taste amazing. I could do that all day."

Her eyes were still closed as he got to his feet and she was trying to catch her breath. Her lips felt parched and her mouth felt like the Sahara desert. Opening her eyes and looking at his face, she could still see her juices all over him.

“You really know how to leave an impression on a girl don’t you.” She said, her chest still rising and falling hard. He leaned up against the wall beside her and dipped down and kissed her neck again.

“I can’t help it.” He said in a low deep voice.

Angela bent down and pulled her panties up, then fixed her skirt. She wiggled her hips as she slid her hands down her thighs and smoothed the material.

“Can I see you again?” Steve asked running a finger along her cheek.

She looked at him, staring into his beautiful blue eyes. He was so utterly gorgeous and sexy.

“I really don’t think that is a good idea Steve.” She said looking away and pressing the lobby button. She felt the elevator jolt and begin to move again.

“Why?” His eyebrows shot up.

“Steve, I saw you with Kimberly.”

“I’m not with her. I really don’t know what you think you saw but you have it all wrong.” His hand came up under her chin lifting it to his face. His lips grazed hers as he kissed her hard. Their mouths opened swirling their tongues and exploring each other.

She quickly pulled away when the elevator opened and she heard her name and a familiar voice. Her eyes locked with the bright green eyes staring at her with a hurt and bewildered expression.