Chapter 3
Anya stood there pressed against the wall, her chest heaving as she struggled to take in air, her body was painfully aware of Russel’s body pressed up against hers.
“Why am I in here?” Anya queried, her voice sounding husky to her own ears. Russel’s eyes snapped open to meet hers, and she could see the conflict written in them.
“I don’t know, Anya, I don’t know.” He drew a ragged breath and placed his arms on either side of her, caging her in, “I just, being around you, it messes with my head, and I know it’s wrong because you’re so much younger than I am, and you’re my daughter’s best friend. I shouldn’t want you this way.”
Anya licked her lips and stared at him, “I shouldn’t want you that way either, but you’re the one who pulled me in here.”
Russel chuckled quietly, the movement causing vibrations to ripple throughout his body, “You’re right, I am. I just wanted one minute alone with you without worrying my daughter would barge in, and I’d have to go back to being Mr. G.”
He stared at her, his blue eyes piercing as they begged her to understand. Anya nodded as she pressed herself against him making him sigh deeply as he brought a hand up and brushed her hair out of her eyes.
“Anya, do you have any idea how desirable you are?” He began to trace her face slowly and gently as if he was afraid she would disappear if he went any faster, “From the second you walked in through that door, I knew that I was attracted to you, but I could handle it. It wasn’t until we started talking that I realized I was in trouble. That sexy mouth of yours has bewitched me.”
“You’ve done the same to me,” she said quietly as she brought her hands up and allowed herself to tangle them in his hair like she’d imagined doing so many times.
“Have I? I don’t know if that’s a good thing. It makes this harder in any case.”
Anya let her hand trail down his shoulders, over his hard back, and she cupped his ass in her hand causing Russel’s eyes to widen in surprise.
“I know you want me, and you know I want you, so why is this hard?” she whispered throatily as she hooked one leg around his.
“Because,” He swallowed heavily, “You know the reasons, Anya. My daughter would probably never forgive me.”
Anya leaned forward and pressed a light kiss at the base of his throat. She felt a slight tremor go through him, and she smiled as she noticed that his resolve was crumbling.
“We’re two consenting adults. There’s nothing wrong with that.” The sound of his heavy breathing was muddling her senses, making her abandon all logic and reason.
“I love Lisa, she’s my best friend, and I don’t want to hurt her, but being around you, God, I burn for you, Russel, all the time.”
Russel’s hands began to travel along the expanse of her back until he cupped her ass and lifted her up, so she had to wrap her legs around his waist, “Why do you have to make this so hard? Why does the sound of your breathing make me feel like I want nothing more than to take you right here and now, in all the ways possible, on every spare surface?”
Anya’s breath hitched in her throat as she snuck her hands underneath his shirt. He tensed for a minute before he relaxed underneath her touch, “I want nothing more than to ride you right now,” she whispered in his ear. She took an earlobe between her two teeth and gently nibbled on it before releasing it.
He made a noise in the back of his throat before he captured her lips with his. Anya sighed as she pressed herself harder against him, allowing her to deepen the kiss and taste every inch of him. The smell of his cologne filled her senses, and she began to claw at his back impatiently yanking on his shirt. He smiled against her lips as he pulled back and tossed his shirt on the ground all the while yanking her dress up to reveal her thighs.
He gave her a heart stopping smile before he pressed lips against hers once. He gently bit down on her bottom lip, and she parted her mouth allowing him access. She whimpered in the back of her throat as their tongues began an erotic dance for dominance that her blood sung in her ears.
He pulled back a while later and stared at her wordlessly, “I told you that pain can heighten your senses, and if it’s applied at the right time, it can maximize the pleasure factor.”
“Yes,” she said breathlessly, trying to concentrate through the fog that had clouded her senses.
“I’d like to show you a small demonstration.”
Anya stared at him in shock, wondering if she would really let him do something like that. Heart hammering in her chest, she slowly moved her head up and down.
Russel reached behind his back and put his hand in his back pocket. He pulled out a blindfold and began to tie her hands. He made it just tight enough that she couldn’t undo it, but not so tight that it would chafe her skin.
“Is that too tight?”
“It’s a little painful,” Anya admitted.
“That’s the point, I could loosen it a bit, but then you’d be missing the whole point.” Russel pointed out as he waited for her to make her decision.
“No, it’s fine. I can handle it.”
Russel gave her a small smile, “Just say gum if you feel it’s too much.”
“Gum?” Anya’s voice was laced with amusement.
“If you want another safe word, by all means,” Russel commented sardonically as he gave her an amused look.
Anya shook her head adamantly as she gazed at him in anticipation. Russel stood there for a minute as he shifted, so they were moving towards the couch. He set her down gently and kicked her legs apart before lowering himself in between them.
He lowered his head and began to kiss her neck softly at first before biting down hard. Anya bit down on her bottom lip as she felt a surge of pain make its way through her body, but before she could utter the safe word, Russel’s hands had traveled down, and one of them was lying on her crotch while the other was on her breast. He began massaging her breasts slowly with one hand. He kneaded them and licked his fingers before touching them again.
Anya’s hips began to move, as if of their own accord, impatient for some friction. Russel’s hands moved from on top of her crotch and made their way down her legs and over her thighs. He ran a finger lightly over her thighs before they found their destination and settled just on top of her panties.
Anya began to pant quietly feeling like her whole body was on fire just from that simple touch. She tried to move her hands to pull him closer, but the blindfold restricted her movement. As if sensing her struggle, Russel reached out with one hand to firmly but gently steadied her hands.
“God, I love the sight of you, pinned underneath me writhing like that, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that, and I can smell you. God, that smell is going to make me explode.”
He buried his face in her neck and began to kiss it again softly at first, before he lowered the strap of her dress and murmured appreciatively that she had a nice bra.
He lowered her bra strap and took her breast in his mouth, sucking softly like a newborn before he began to twirl his tongue around the nipple causing Anya to bite her lip to keep the moan inside.
The hand on her panties began to inch its way underneath until it was directly on her naked flesh. Goosebumps broke out across her skin as Russel bit down on her nipple and placed one finger inside of her and stroked.
Anya’s hips buckled as a flash of searing pleasure tore through her. Russel smirked at her knowingly, “Do you feel that? That’s pain and pleasure.” His voice sounded ragged, and when her hips rose to meet his fingers, she felt the bugle in his pants twitch, and she smirked as she stared at it.
“Well, I’m not the only one affected. Looks like you want to come out and play.”
He took her bottom lip between his and bit down until it started to feel sore. While he was doing that, his finger swiped left and right and moved in and out causing a vortex of emotions to go swirling through her all at once.
She felt herself getting closer, and as he began to pump his fingers in and out of her, her hips began to move faster and faster until a voice shattered the haze of lust that was enveloping both of them.
“An! Anya, where are you?” Lisa’s voice drifted in from behind the closed office door.