Vina knew that she needed to stop this, that they had already gone far enough, but she couldn’t stop it. Every time she tried to pull away he drew her back in with his intoxicating taste and seduced her with his lips. He kissed her slowly, reverently, dragged her deeper and deeper into the kiss until it felt like she’d die if he stopped.
But eventually, reality barreled in. No, she couldn’t let this go on. She needed to stop it. Summoning every bit of energy she possessed, she broke the kiss and took a step back. “We- we- need to stop.”
Orion’s eyes, dark with desire, burned into hers. “Why?”
“Because – because-” She wanted to give him a reason, but her brain was clouded and foggy. No signs of logic there.
“Why?” He took a step towards her.
She quickly stepped back, but immediately bumped into the bookcase behind her. “Don’t.”
“Why?” He closed the distance between them and set his palms on the bookcase, caging her in. “Why?”
He was so close… too damn close. Her hands rose to his chest. Her intention was to push him away but the moment her palm came into contact with his chest, she paused. His chest was as hard as rock yet so warm. Her brain told her hands to shove, instead they fisted over his sweater and clinging to him. Shocked at her own behavior, she lifted her head only to find Orion watching her with those sexy, dark eyes.
Time stood still as they stared at each other. Every nerve in her body stilled, her heart began thumping like a rogue drum and her already heightened senses crackled with awareness. She was aware of everything about him. How his every breath brushed against her nose, how filled with desire his eyes were, how inviting his lips were, and it left her throbbing with desire.
Orion lowered his head again. Her brain begged her turn her face away, but her heart quieted it down, urged her to lift up on her toes. And she did. Their lips met. Their kiss was even more intense this time. With a groan, he pressed her lips wide and laid claim to her mouth. She boldly met his fire, his heat with her own. She pressed her body, her lips, her tongue to his.
With every tangle of their tongues, the heat between them increased. The flames leapt up higher and higher until Vina was sure that if Orion didn’t do something… more, she’d combust where she stood.
Their hands roved each other. She gripped his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her waist. She sunk her fingers into his hair. He ran his palm down his spine. Her breath hitched when he suddenly cupped her ass. But before she could even take a proper breath he lifted her. Instinctively, she wound her legs around his flanks.
The kiss became even more intense, even more desperate. Vina wasn’t sure when or how they moved, but one more moment they were by the bookcase and the next he was setting her on his desk. There was a cluttering noise – as if something had fallen down. But they were both too engrossed in each other to care. Orion stepped between her legs and tucked his hips close wedging himself against her core.
Instant desire shot through her. She felt its rising beat in her blood, growing more and more compulsive, begging her to let him go further. Any residual resistance she felt left until all that was left in its place was lust – pure unadulterated lust.
As they kissed she pushed her hands under his t-shirt, ran her fingers over his bare skin. God, it felt good to finally touch him. Taking his cue from her, Orion did the same thing. When one of his knuckles brushed across the rigid peak of one breast, a small moan escaped her throat.
Orion smiled against her lips. “You like that?”
“Mm.” She arched deeper into his touch in response.
“I guess that means you like it,” he teased as he cupped the soft orb and stroked his thumb against its clothed tip.
“Orion,” she breathed his name as her hooded gaze rose to meet his.
The way he was looking at her, like she was the most beautiful and precious woman in the world, made her light-headed. Something warm and lovely began to spread in Vina’s chest. She couldn’t explain it; it was almost as if he’d heated her blood. The feeling started in her heart, slowly swept down her body to pool in the pit of her belly.
She’d never felt that way before.
Before she could further analyze the feeling, Orion dipped his head and took her lips again for another toe-curling kiss. When he finally let her breathe again, it was only so he could push her baseball tee up over her head and toss it to the floor. Deft fingers pushed the straps of her bra to the sides of her arm then unclasped its snap, leaving her naked to his gaze.
And then he stared… just stared… as if completely mesmerized by her breasts. Her nipples perked under his unwavering stare, stiffened and begged for his touch. As if he could hear her silent request, he lifted his hand. Vina couldn’t help the whimper that fell from her throat when his big hand cupped her. Oh, his hand felt so good on her, and when he pinched one nipple between his fingers she almost came.
“Orion,” she pleaded, gripping to his forearms as if they were her only anchor in a sea of raging desire. “Orion.”
She wasn’t even sure what she was pleading for. The only thing she knew was that if he didn’t do something – anything – she’d drown or burn. But he knew just what she needed. With a suddenness that left her breathless, he swooped down and took one breast in his mouth.
“Oh!” Vina threw her head backwards, and her hands gripped the edges of his desk as pure need rocketed through her. The way he was suckling her, the way he was scraping his tongue over her nipple, they way he was nipping… aaah. His lavish attention o her aching breasts left her burning up, but just as she was on the verge of explosion, he moved his mouth away.
“Please,” she begged as she lifted her hand to the back of his head and tried to draw him back to her breast. But he refused to come back.
“Patience, Alvina,” he whispered against her collar bone before kissing his way along her skin and back up to her mouth. He captured her lips in a soul-searing kiss that left her gasping for air. His kiss was so distracting that she only barely felt his hands lower down to her jeans, unbutton and unzip them. She only realized what he was doing when he parted his lips from her and lifted her up slightly so he could drag her jeans and panties down her ass.
This was it, she thought as she watched him yank her pants down her legs taking her socks and sneakers along with it. It wasn’t too late to bring an end to this madness. She even parted her lips to say the words ‘stop’, but no sound emerged. When he knelt and her feet and kissed each ankle, she was too mesmerized to do anything but watch him in open-mouthed need.
“So beautiful,” he whispered almost to himself as he kissed his way up her legs.
His kisses only served to increase her need and by the time he got to the top of her thighs, she was drenched with lust. With breath-taking tenderness, he dragged her right to the edge of his desk, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and then-
“Oh… my…Ri-on… aaah!” Vina’s breath hitched and all her muscles stiffened as heat raced to her core. He was kissing her there… right there. His lips were on her pussy, licking, parting her silken folds, stabbing, drinking her. Dear heavens. It was too damn much. She thrust her fingers into his hair, her aim to yank him away. Instead, she ended up cupping the back of his head and dragging herself closer to his marauding mouth. “Yes… ah… yes.”
With his tongue he seduced and entrapped her until all she could think about, all she could feel, was him. An almost painful pleasure shot through her when that errant tongue found her nub. It flicked, circled, twirled, sucked… “Orion, pl- please.”
He was killing her and yet she’d never felt this alive. Her body jerked and shivered with every deft swipe of his tongue. But it was when his nimble fingers dipped into her that the world began to spin. Her body trembled and shivered like a leaf being blown. She threw her head back, her fingers dug into his skull and her hips bucked into his face as wave after wave of sensation overwhelmed her. Orion held on to her, kept driving her closer and closer to the edge until finally she tumbled.
ORION HADN’T PLANNED to go this far when he’d kissed her. But now that he was here, he couldn’t stop himself. Correction – he didn’t want to stop himself. The moment he’d taken that baseball tee off her, it was over for him.
Silky soft skin, flushed with desire, apple-sized breasts that were big enough to fill his mouth but small enough to fit within his hand, tiny waist, firm legs… no wonder all his logic had flown away. Her smell had driven him mad and her taste had completely enraptured him. There was no turning back for him unless she said no. Thank God she hadn’t.
Dark satisfaction filled him as he tasted the sweet, sweet essence of her release. But it was nothing compared to the tight desperation that now held him hostage. He’d never been quite as hard as he was now. His erection pressed incessantly against his pants begging him to do something to ease it.
With small kisses, he eased his way up Vina’s body until he had her mouth once again. His kiss was desperate, filled with all the desire he was trying to hold back. Despite having just come up from her orgasm, Vina responded eagerly. Her lips danced beneath his, taunted him with what only she could give him.
He needed her. He needed her badly.
His fingers trembling, he pulled his wallet from his pocket and dug out the lone condom within it. How he managed to fumble with his belt and zipper, and strap up while still kissing Vina was an mystery – a mystery he didn’t have time to solve because he was frantic with lust. All he could think of was being inside her.
He lifted his lips from hers just so he could look at her one more time. She was so beautiful. From her closed eyes to her parted lips, from her flushed breasts to her stiffened nipples, from the way she gripped his forearms so tightly to her legs spread so invitingly from him. She looked like a diminutive pixie ready to be conquered, and left him feeling like the warrior who’d just won her. The fact that she was completely naked while he was fully dressed made the moment even more erotic.
His voice harsh with desire, he whispered, “Open your eyes for me, sweetheart.”
It took time but eventually, her eyelids lifted. Her hooded gaze was shadowed with the same unrestrained passion racing through his blood. He waited until she was watching him before he urged her legs further apart, stepped closer to her and lined himself up with her core. His eyes locked on hers, he rubbed his cock along her moist slit, teased her clit with it. The whimper that tore past her lips was pleasing enough that he thickened even further.
He needed her. He needed her now.
Inhaling sharply, he pushed forward, parted her flesh and slowly began to enter her.
“Damn.” He closed his eyes at the immediate pleasure that shot through him. The tightness, the heat, the moistness that welcomed him… he couldn’t help but wedge himself deeper in.
“Ri-on-a,” Vina whimpered as her hands moved from his upper arms to his shoulders, surrounded him even as her pussy yielded to his pressure then squeezed him. She squeezed him so sweetly that he had to close his eyes and count to ten. Once he was sure he wasn’t going to cum prematurely, he kept pushing in, filling her, stretching her…
“Aaah.” They both inhaled sharply as he finally reached the end. He was deep inside her, so deep every inch of him was covered, completely consumed by her.
Orion squeezed his eyes shut tight and buried his head in the crook of her neck. A bead of sweat broke out on his forehead as he held himself deep within her while struggling to hold back his release. It took a long moment but eventually he felt in control enough to lift his head.
Vina’s face was twisted in mask of an emotion between pleasure and pain. He kissed her lips lightly before whispering, “Are you okay?”
She opened her eyes and nodded.
That was all he needed. Sealing his lips over hers, he pulled out almost completely then slowly buried himself into her hot, wet, slick pussy. She rippled around him, clung even tighter to him.
“Jesus,” he growled as he drew back slowly then thrust back in.
Amazing. Everything about Vina was perfect. The way she whimpered with every stroke, the way she angled her hips so he could go even deeper, the erotic pull of her pussy as it gave way to his steely length. His hands instinctively followed the sinuous curve of her spine down to her ass. Gripping each of the plump globes, he dragged his cock out of her and then rammed it back in, deeper in.
“There... ah.. there,” Vina whimpered as she wrapped her legs tightly around him.
“There?” He pulled back then shoved his length into her again. And again. And again. Soon they had their rhythm. Slow. Hard. Long. Deep. Over and over again until Orion began to fill that welling in his balls that told him his release was near. It took everything in him to hold out, to wait for her to reach her peak first but eventually she did.
Her pussy clamped around him hard as the contractions started. He felt her walls trembling around him, milking him with a force that left him growling and shoving into her faster… faster… faster…
“Oooh,” she screamed. She screamed loudly.
The ringing sound echoed in the empty office accompanied only by the erotic sounds of his vigorous thrusting. Her release triggered something in him – all the need he’d been holding back broke from its prison. It felt like his whole body was going to explode if he didn’t get his. Gritting his teeth, he pressed his forehead against hers and quickened his rhythm.
He was boiling… no, he was burning… or maybe he was melting. Faster, faster, faster…
“Vina,” he groaned low in his throat as he erupted. Wave after wave of almost painful pleasure crushed into him, submerged him.
It almost felt like he’d traveled to a completely different plane. Dazed and reveling in his release, he leaned against Vina so he could catch his breath. It took a while but eventually he felt sane enough to inch his way back to her lips. The kiss was tender, thankful even. No woman had ever made him as pleased as he was right now.
“Are you okay?” he whispered when they finally pulled apart.
“I am.” Vina nodded even as she tucked her head into the crook of his neck. Orion kissed her temple before heaving her into his arms. With long strides, he circled his desk and settled on his chair with her in his arms, basking in the moment.
HOW TERRIBLY AKWARD to be naked in the lap of the man she’d just made love to while he was fully dressed. Vina pressed her flushed face into the crook of Orion’s neck as real embarrassment coursed through her. Now that she was no longer on a sexual high, reality was kicking in and it was kicking her hard.
Had she just had sex with Orion? In his office? On his desk?
Yes. Yes she had.
What the hell was wrong with her? She pulled in a deep breath and was immediately hit by a good dose of Orion’s masculine scent. That… that was why she’d done it. His sheer masculinity was like a magnet, capable of drawing any woman to him. Add in his prowess at handling a woman’s body, and he was practically irresistible. Still, she should have been able to resist him. For crying out loud this was only their third date, and a fake one at that. Something was definitely wrong with her.
Well, one thing was clear. She couldn’t hide in his arms forever.
Trying to hide the nervousness that was running wild in her blood, she lifted her face from his shoulder. Avoiding his eyes, she said, “I have to go.”
When she tried to stand, Orion’s arms tightened around her waist forcing her to look up at him. He asked, “Go where?”
“Home.” She shoved his arms from around her waist and scrambled off his lap before she could regret the loss of his warmth. She could feel his silent gaze follow her as she rounded the desk then bent over the pile of her discarded clothes. If he had any gentlemanly decency, he would turn away as she dressed. But apparently, he didn’t because he kept watching her even as she pulled on her underwear.
He finally sighed. “Are we going to talk about this?”
She yanked her jeans up her legs. “Talk about what?”
“What happened was-”
“Sex,” she finished for him. Zipping up her pants, she added, “Just sex.”
“Just sex?” The disbelief in his voice was palpable enough that she glanced at him. She found him frowning.
“You didn’t think it was anything more, did you?” she asked. When he didn’t answer her, she paused in her dressing to remind him, “We’re in a fake relationship.”
Another long silence then he said, “I know.”
“So this was just sex, right?” She studied him. “Nothing more.”
His lips quirked in a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “So you keep saying.”
What did that mean? His words and that smile left her feeling unsettled. It felt like his subtle way of saying he didn’t agree, as if he thought that this brief interlude had meant something more. But it hadn’t, she told herself. It really hadn’t. This was just a release of sexual tension. Nothing more. Right? She snatched a glance at Orion and found him studying her with narrowed and thoughtful eyes.
She wanted to ask him what he was thinking about. She wanted to ask him if he thought that this wasn’t just sex. And yet she couldn’t. She was too afraid of his answer, too afraid to look deeper into what had just happened. This was just sex, she mentally insisted as she finished dressing up. Just sex.
“Oh, look at the time!” She exclaimed as soon as she was done. “I have to get home.”
“I thought we were having dinner together.”
“We were… we were.” She struggled to think of a reason why they couldn’t have dinner together. “I – I – I promised my mom I’d get home early today.”
The look in Orion’s eyes said he didn’t believe. Thankfully, he didn’t confront her. Without hurry, he stood and pulled up the zipped of his pants. “I’ll drive you to the intersection.”
“No. no. no.” She’d already spent enough time with him for today and a car ride would only prolong her mortification. “I can just take a cab from the road. Thanks anyway. I’ll just get going-”
“Vina,” he cut her off. “Your purse is still in my car.”
“Oh. I forgot about that.” Darn it! She bit her bottom lip and pushed her hair behind her ears.
Orion finished putting himself to rights then rounded his desk. She took an instinctive step back when he edged closer to her. His eyes flashed in awareness, but he didn’t comment. Instead he said, “Let’s go.”
The ride in the elevator was silent yet it was filled with so much tension that Vina was surprised she didn’t suffocate under its weight. Orion only spoke when they got to his car but it was only to tell her to get in. This time she didn’t protest, afraid that if she said a word it would open up floodgates that she didn’t know how to close.
Eventually they got to her stop.
“Thanks for the ride,” she said, unsnapping her seatbelt. “I’ll call you so we can arrange our next date.”
“Okay.” Orion nodded.
She opened the door, but before she could leave, he grabbed her wrist. She whirled to face him. “What-”
He covered her mouth with his. The was no gentleness or tenderness to his kiss. It spoke of a man’s desire. He stabbed his tongue into her mouth and angled his head so that his lips all but enveloped hers. And her idiotic body arched into him, seeking more. When he finally ended the kiss, she almost begged him to go on.
His eyes were dark and unfathomable as he let her wrist go. “Goodnight, Alvina. Call me when you get home.”
“Good-” She swallowed. “Goodnight.”
And then she fled.