14. Office Delights

"I’ve bought you some time," she placed a finger over his lips which he took between his teeth. He needed this to happen, but the timing was beyond bad.

She looked at her finger and shivered when his tongue flicked over her fingertip. His resolve snapped as she looked into his eyes and smiled.

"You realize I am probably going to miss a meeting with a client I’ve been trying to land for several weeks, right?" Troy asked, watching her response.

She smiled and leaned forward while pulling his tie towards her body. As she kissed him Troy kissed her back with a hunger that he hadn’t had in a while. He pulled back and kissed her nose.

"Later." He rose to leave his chair. She pushed him back down into the chair and undid his belt.

"Now," her voice was steady. She unbuttoned his trousers and unzipped them in seconds. When he tried to zip his trousers again, she slapped his hands away. "Now, Troy. Not later."

That’s when he noticed that her blouse was unbuttoned revealing a black satiny bra with a real bow in the middle that seemed to hold her breasts ransom. He wanted her badly to undo the bow and bury his face in between the twins.

"I know you want to say hello to the twins," her voice was husky as she straddled him and kissed his throat. His breath hitched when she sucked on one of his weak spots.

All desire to do anything else other than enjoy the sensation left his mind. His hands unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and ran up her flat tummy.

Her moan vibrated down his body as his thumbs traced circles over her nipples. She kissed him teasing a response out of him as she sucked his lower lip and lightly ran her tongue over both his lower and upper lip before nibbling on his upper lip.

Troy held her head in both his hands and kissed her deeply, his tongue teased and dominated hers as his need to taste and savour her mouth intensified. He felt her smile against his lips just before he trailed kisses down her jaw and along her throat.

One hand, held her head still while the other caressed her side, massaging her skin gently as his hand moved with skill and purpose towards a spot in between her ribs that only he had ever found.

As he pressed gently her body jerked away and then toward him as she arched her hips bucking with enough force to remind him how badly he needed to be in her.

His eyes hooded, he watched as her breathing changed and she reached for the band of his boxers in an attempt to wrap her small hands around him. He smiled.

So, he wasn’t the only lusty one, after all. She pouted as she realized getting her hands on him with her eyes closed wouldn’t work.

Her eyes opened and she squinted them to focus as Troy’s mouth took both nipples at once. Troy felt the need in her mount.

Releasing both her breasts from his hands he slid one hand between her legs. The slick moisture and lack of panties made him dizzy with want. His fingers grazed her button and she squirmed against him.

Her breathing and moans told him his fingers were in the right spot. Her hands gripped his shoulders tighter, and his thumb found her pleasure button's rhythm and played it while his other finger took her to the edge of her universe.

"Please Troy," She whispered, "Please..."

"Wait love, just hold-" Troy gasped against her mouth as she impaled herself slowly down his length. Her inner muscles clenched, and he lost control.

Lifting her onto the edge of his desk without sliding out of her he grabbed her hip. He began to create a new rhythm.

Her legs wrapped around his hips pulling him deeper with every thrust. She opened her eyes which were glazed to look into his. His free hand and mouth adored her body.

Eventually, her cries of pleasure drove him over the edge as her entire body tightened around him. Her voice froze in her throat and her eyes flew open before the smile appeared and she remembered she needed to breathe.

He felt her clench and unclench around him as his own orgasm echoed hers. He kissed her forehead, her closed eyes, nose, and throat as he held her to him. A breeze cooled the sweat on his body.

He'd lost his shirt and he couldn’t remember when she'd taken it off. He leaned into her as his breathing caught up.

Her hand was gently caressing his balls, he kissed her temple. Devious woman, he'd have to grovel for a new meeting.

Goosebumps covered her skin as he lifted her off the desk's edge and sat her on his lap. Looking around he found his shirt, draped it around her, and wrapped his arm around her.

"You, okay?" She whispered kissing his jaw.

"More than okay," he kissed her temple again. He knew from experience that there was no point in rushing her out of his office now unless he wanted to spend the night grovelling and apologizing.

He glanced at his watch as discreetly as he could. She weighed next to nothing, and he didn't want to let her go but he had meetings to attend.

‘How the hell has she thought of-’ his question was cut off by his cell phone vibrating against his desk. The number of missed calls had a 15 next to it and his phone was ringing. He had 15 missed calls. Shit!

He cleared his throat and answered his phone. It was his 2:30 calling to cancel and apologizing profusely for the short notice. Troy checked the time. It was 2:20, he chuckled.

His next meeting was scheduled for two hours from now. Eve snuggled closer into him, and his breathing slowed down.

He kissed her head, inhaling her shampoo that smelled of honey, cinnamon, and sweet carrot. Sweet, spicy, and refreshing. Just like his wife.

Rubbing his hand up and down her arm, his mind wandered. Her moan of protest as he stood up and pressed the numeric key into a pad next to the light switch made him smile.

The panel slid to the left and he opened the door to his private bathroom and dressing room. The panel closed behind them as he closed the door.

Sitting her on the edge of the marble countertop he turned and took a washcloth from the linen rack. Dampening it at the sink to her right, he spread her legs and wiped away traces of their recent lovemaking.

He felt her eyes on him and his hand and the washcloth brushed against her now most sensitive body parts. He felt and heard her shudder and her breath become shallow; he saw her thighs tense.

With the fact that he had two hours until he was needed somewhere, he decided he was going to love her properly. Her fingers traced patterns on his back.

He looked at her, her eyes were closed, her lips were parted slightly, and her breathing was shallow. The patterns on his body were becoming erotic as she massaged his muscles.