Authors: CJ Laurence
His hands trailed down to my waist, pulling me closer to him. “I had no idea you could be so awkward.”
“Well, you do now.”
His voice became a whisper as he inched closer. “I like it.”
He cushioned his soft lips against mine, his fingers pressing into my body as his tongue parted my lips. We melted together in a gentle, tender embrace that left me breathless as he caressed my tongue with his own. My hands seated against his solid chest, steadying my weakening knees. Once we broke our hold on each other, one of his hands found my cheek, stroking its heated surface with a quiet longing. My heart stopped before skipping a beat with a heavy thud.
He gazed down at me with those dangerous blue oceans I could easily swim in. “I shall let Cinderella go to bed.”
I nodded in agreement before we shared one final parting kiss.
As he walked back to his car, he turned to me with a cheeky wink. “Told you I could behave.”
I woke the next morning to the incessant ringing of my phone. Fumbling my way through the air, I managed to press the answer button somehow and croaked a greeting to the caller.
“I’m engaged!”
Molly’s shrieking voice snapped me out of my half-asleep state as I struggled to comprehend what she just said.
“Ky? You there?”
I sat up, running a hand over my eyes. “Yeah. Sorry. What?”
“I’m engaged! Like, engaged, Ky!”
I smiled at her excitement while trying to absorb her news. “Wow. Congratulations!”
To say I was a little shocked was an understatement. Molly was your typical free spirit—tall, slim, drop dead gorgeous, and not interested in relationships. She’d been dating this guy, Chris, for nearly six months, which was a record for her. I had been more than surprised when she’d agreed to go on holiday with him.
“When can you come over? We have so much to catch up on!”
I sighed as I threw back the bed covers. “Give me an hour.”
A squeal of joy pierced my eardrums before the line went dead.
***
I arrived at Molly’s an hour later, more awake and ready for her barrels of joy. The car door hadn’t even opened before she came running out of the house, waving her new bling in my face.
I held her hand and stared at the huge diamond ring sitting on her finger. “Wow. That’s huge.”
She nodded, her long blonde hair waving with her enthusiasm. “I know.”
“So how did he do it?”
A broad smile swept across her face as she relived her special moment. “It was so perfect. We were in this gorgeous restaurant right on the sea front. Candles, stars in the sky, he got down on one knee and everything.”
I smiled. “I’m so pleased for you.”
She grabbed my arm, dragging me out of the car before enveloping me in a bone crushing hug. “You know what this means?”
I stepped back, stretching out my shoulders. I raised an eyebrow, daring to ask, “What?”
She clasped her hands together and jumped up and down on the spot. “Shopping!”
I plastered a fake smile on my face and suppressed a groan. It wasn’t that I was unhappy for her, it just didn’t seem
right
. Before her holiday, she’d been detailing the hot personal trainer in her gym to me. Now, it was like he never existed. Still, she deserved someone decent and Chris was a good guy.
As I followed her in the house, my phone rang—Paul. I burst into my own smile as I realised this news would kill her. When he started at the company a few weeks ago, she used any trick in the book to be upstairs in my office, poised on the end of my desk when he emerged from his office. He never even batted an eyelash at her, which only served to fuel her more.
I ran back outside, answering the call. “Well, hello there.”
“Good morning. I’m delighted you decided to answer.”
I giggled. “It was accidental. I meant to press reject.”
A soft, honey laden laugh trickled down the line, sending shivers up and down my spine. “Well, I’m guessing that answers my question, then. May as well hang up now.”
“Didn’t anyone ever teach you that if you don’t ask, you don’t get?”
“As a matter of fact, Miss Wilson, I happen to live by that rule. Are you free tonight?”
I bit my lip, stifling the need to jump for joy. “Perhaps…”
“No use playing hard to get after your seduction attempts this week.”
“Touché. I suppose since it’s you, I’m free tonight.”
He chuckled. “Want to catch a movie?”
My mind started whirring with ideas as I held in my giggles. “Sounds perfect.”
We hung up after confirming times, which then left me to deal with Molly. I walked inside her house, ignoring her prying glances, and sat on the sofa with a cheeky grin.
“Who was that?” she asked
I grinned. “My hot date.”
“What hot date? Who? When did this happen? Details!”
“He took me out for dinner last night. Nothing happened.”
She sat on the opposite sofa, her eyebrows wiggling with impatience. “So who is it?”
I bit my lip to stem my growing smile. “Paul.”
She frowned. “Paul?”
“Mr. Connors to you.”
She gasped, her hands flying to her open mouth. “No way! You’re freaking kidding me?”
“Nope.”
She jumped over to me, her green eyes filling with glee. “I want details.”
“There are none. Yet.”
***
Paul picked me up at six p.m., as punctual as ever. When I opened the door, I couldn’t help my eyes roving over his fine form. Dark denim jeans hugging all the right areas combined with his bright white t-shirt clinging to his broad shoulders, I made sure I closed my mouth to prevent any drool escaping.
He smiled as he looked over my own casual look. “You really do look good in anything, don’t you?”
I licked my lips and skipped outside. “You haven’t seen me in my birthday suit yet.”
He chuckled. “All in good time, Miss Wilson.”
We arrived at the cinema early, which meant we had pick of the seats. Smirking to myself, I headed straight to the back corner. Paul’s raised eyebrows with his own quirky smile told me he knew what I was doing. All afternoon I’d been thinking of devilish ways to seduce him in the darkness.
As the lights dimmed, coating us in shadows, his hand fell over my arm, tracing tiny, hair-raising patterns over my skin. My heart reacted to his touch in an instant, thumping away against my rib cage as goosebumps appeared all over my body. I enjoyed it for a few minutes before I let my hand relax into his lap, resting just above his knee. I began drawing my own teasing shapes on his leg, inching my way towards
that
area as the film went on. I bit down on my tongue to hide my giggles, making sure I didn’t move my eyes towards him at all.
He shifted in his seat then whispered in my ear, “I know what you’re doing.”
I dared to meet his sapphire eyes, almost gasping at the fire sparking in them. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He leaned in closer, his breath sending shivers down my spine. “You know damn well what I’m talking about.”
I batted my eyelashes several times and shrugged my shoulders. His eyes closed for a brief second as I happened to brush a little closer than before. When he opened them again, the intensity of the blaze burning through them took my breath away.
“Kyra…”
I smiled, widening my eyes in my best innocent look. I couldn’t let him know how affected I was by this too. “Yes?”
I continued to walk my fingers around his lap but said nothing more as he turned his attention back to the screen. Every so often, he would let out a slow, deep breath before fidgeting in his seat.
When the film finished, he grabbed my hand and marched us out to the car in fervid silence. I dared to steal a sideways glance at him. A muscle in his cheek twitched and his piercing blue eyes were consumed with desire. His focus was straight ahead on the car. Everything about him screamed a darkened sense of being. His ash blonde hair was now the only light to the charged atmosphere between us.
Closing in the last few feet towards the car, he swung me around and pressed me up against the cool metal with his solid body. My breath caught in my throat from the sudden movement. Before I could stop my world from spinning, he grabbed my face and planted his lips on mine, sending me into a whole new whirling reality. His tongue searched out mine, taking control of every essence of me with his assertive kiss. I could do little but melt into him as he continued his assault on my senses.
After a couple of minutes, he broke our heated moment, his breathing short and ragged. The intensity of the ardour simmering in his eyes seared right through my soul.
“That was the least I could restrain myself to,” he said. “Think yourself lucky.”
I held his fiery eye contact and inched my way back towards his lips. Keeping him locked in the moment, one of my hands grabbed his crotch, making him jump from the sudden contact.
“
That
was the least I could restrain myself to, so think
yourself
lucky.”
He settled a hardened stare on me, a promise of unrestrained pleasures coursing my way. “Oh, Miss Wilson…”
I shrugged my shoulders and let go. I turned round and opened the car door, purposefully pushing myself backwards into him before getting in. He strode round to the driver’s side, his jaw set in a hard line and his eyes ablaze with lust. The entire ride home was cased in silence, the atmosphere between us continuing to pressurise by the second.
I let myself out of the car and walked to my front door, well aware of his radiating heat behind me. I stepped through into the house and turned to him, biting down on my bottom lip as I asked, “Are you coming in?”
He continued to stare at me for a few seconds, a wild mix of primal need and lust tumbling through his eyes. And then he launched himself at me, hands grabbing at anything and everything whilst crushing his perfect red lips to mine.
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.”