A frantic moment of lips, tongues, and scrabbling hands ensued before he pushed me up against the hallway wall.
He broke our kiss, his breathing short and ragged. “Do you have any idea how much you teased me in there?”
“You think that was teasing?” I lifted a hand to his cheek and grazed my nail down his soft skin. “That was nothing.”
His eyes never left mine as I snaked my other hand under his t-shirt, inching my way across his taut abs. He froze, each passing second of my touch on him seeming to ignite the fire in his azure eyes further.
I worked my way around to his back, relishing in the delight of his silky smooth skin gliding against mine. I moved my other hand from his cheek to his neck, trailing my nails along the way.
He shivered and closed his eyes for a brief second.
Taking my moment, I pressed him into me with both hands, pulling him down to my mouth. I glanced my lips over his before moving my way down his neck, covering each millimetre with languid kisses.
He wrapped his arms around me, his fingers digging into my sides with each kiss I laid on his delicious skin. His fragrance was like an addiction all in itself—a deep, masculine scent tinged with oranges and vanilla. The longer I stayed in the crook of his neck, the more I wanted to be there.
Satisfied that I had absorbed every part of his sensitive neck, I made my way to his ear and nibbled on his earlobe. A quiet moan escaped his throat and his arms tightened around me.
I kissed his cheek, lingering for just a few seconds before pulling away. “But we don’t want to get you too excited now, do we?”
The fire streaming through his eyes had now darkened to a deep carnal hunger. “I think it’s a bit late for that, don’t you?”
“I can give you a cold shower if you’d like.”
He leaned in to me, leaving his own trail of tantalizing kisses on my neck in between his words. “And I could give you something else if you’d like.”
“What happened to being able to resist me?”
“That was last night. I didn’t say how long it had to last for, did I?”
I tore myself away from his lips, pulling a full-on pout. “Well, that just spoils all my fun.”
He crept closer to my mouth again, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I’m sure I could make it up to you.”
My body raged like a volcano, tingling, urging me to give in to its cravings. I wanted him, needed him—now.
“Make it up to me, then.”
A slow grin folded across his gorgeous face, his eyes locking me into a radiating stare. His lips hovered over mine with a pleasurable threat, leaving my body yearning for his touch. A gentle brush of his fingers against my skin as he removed my top surged more adrenaline through my veins. As he peeled it from me and threw it somewhere behind him, he bit down on his lip and grinned. His gaze roved over my chest, bare to him except for my black lacy bra. After a few seconds, he removed his own top and revealed his incredible upper body, leaving me stunned of words and breath. Our hungry stares journeyed over each other’s bodies before we met in a furious clash of lips and clawing hands.
He released my bra as I went straight for his belt. His muscled arms fell back around me and lifted me up, my legs naturally curling around his waist. Pushing me back against the wall, I leaned into the solid surface as he worked his way down my chest. He teased his way over my skin with his lips, breathless gasps of pleasure escaping me.
I tightened my legs around his waist, drawing him further into me. Every part of me ached for him like the desert thirsts for rain. His velvet mouth on my sensitive areas only drove that craving into an uncontrollable desire.
I reached down and grappled with his jeans now that I’d released his belt. I slid my hand inside his tight boxers, pushing them down his bronzed skin. My desperation to free him from his clothes served me well as I took hold of him—I was not disappointed.
His lips stilled for a moment, his hot breath floating over my skin. He glanced up at me from between my cleavage, his entire face drowning in longing. “Seriously, here?”
“I don’t care where…”
Frenzy grasped both of us. I loosened my hold on his hips and stood up. We yanked at the remainder of our clothes, scattering them across the floor before he scooped me back up in his vice-like grip.
A tremble ran through my body as I drank in the delicious sight in front of me.
He stroked a hand over my thighs, leaving me quivering with anticipation. Expectation had never been so thrilling or driven with such a primitive need. He leaned in and seated a delicate kiss on my lips before moving his way through me for the first time.
A groan of relief left both of us, wants and needs now so close to being met. He dropped his head to my neck and nipped me with his teeth as he started moving. Potent throbs shot straight between my legs with the dizzying mix of pleasure and pain. Each thrust of his hips pushed him deeper inside me but I wanted more. I wanted him to break me apart, ravage every fibre of me until I could take no more.
I closed my eyes in sheer bliss as he continued to satiate both of us. My fingernails scratched my joy into his smooth back, fuelling him with even more urgency. The coil deep within me began to scrunch together, holding its guarantee close.
His hard and definitive movements hit the spot every time, and had me at his mercy within minutes. He nibbled at my neck, pinching my skin between his teeth, and I found my moment of liberation. My sweet release finally sprung free, a joyful cry leaving me as I spiralled into a world of divinity. His own relief followed as I tightened around him. He stilled, his legs trembling.
“Don’t stop…” I said, desperate to bask in heaven just a little longer.
Following my plea, he lifted me away from the wall and picked up the pace. I circled my arms around his neck and leaned my head against his. He lifted me up and down with such a rhythm I thought I would pass out. I grasped at his hair, desperate to hold onto anything real as he pushed me to the edge of another moment of reprieve.
I couldn’t help it as I cried out his name. Every cell within me shook from the amazing assault on my body.
He stumbled us back against the wall, his delectable body relaxing around me. He used a hand to steady himself as he tried to calm his breathing.
I leaned my head back, trying to catch my own breath and cool the throbbing tingles trickling through me.
“Well, I certainly didn’t expect that tonight.”
I smiled. “No, you expected it last night.”
“No. I wasn’t planning on making a move of any sort just yet.”
“You’re a bad liar.”
He grinned and he pulled his jeans back on, his eyes wandering over my naked form. I suddenly became very aware of being naked in front of my boss and ran upstairs for my dressing gown. As I came back down, cloaked in my fluffy lilac robe, I sat on a step halfway down.
“Well, this is going to be awkward on Monday morning,” I said.
“Hmmm.” He came up the steps and kissed me. “I’ve never done it in an office before.”
“You are kidding, right?”
He narrowed his eyes. “No. Why, have you?”
“No, I haven’t. I meant you can’t be serious about doing it in the office.”
He chuckled. “All in good time.”
My mouth dropped open in shock. “That is not happening in my workplace. I am not going to be sacked for having sex with my boss on his desk.”
“And who is going to sack you? Your boss?”
I scowled at him, knowing we probably wouldn’t get caught—it was just the prospect of it if we did. I imagined old sour faced Andrews walking in on us in the heights of passion and giggled.
“What are you giggling at?”
I told him, which gave him a quirky smile.
“I think it would give that old codger a heart attack,” he said.
“We can only hope.”
He pulled away from me, taking a loose grip of my hand. “So what now?”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
“Do you want me to stay for a bit or do you want some beauty sleep?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “It’s up to you. I’m not a demanding type of woman.”
He grinned. “Okay.” He slid his arms around my back and whispered in my ear, “I want to stay. I want a proper session with you.”
A broad smile burst onto my face as shivers chased down my spine. “Hmmm. I won’t argue with that.”