Just a Little Romance
1. The Office
Catherine pushed a few strands of hair away from her flushed face. Warrick felt his heart skip a beat at her actions because it was simply beautiful and sexy. He starred at her profile wantonly; his desire to kiss her cheeks and neck was powerful.
He didn't know how they got themselves into this situation: they were locked in her office in an almost empty part of the lab, and she left her keys at home. It was hot and the silly office really was a cupboard.
Even still, they were taking their predicament in stride, avoiding talking to each other, for they knew that the conversation would turn to their embrace at the embankment, and making doodles on sticky notes. Distractions. Distractions that weren't really working for either of them.
Catherine could feel his sensuous gaze at her profile and then down to her breasts. She pretended not to notice for his sake, for he would surely go crazy then. She felt the desire pool between her legs for him. She was locked in her office with Warrick. The sexiest man she ever knew. What she wouldn't do to feel his arms wrapped around her again, and to feel his eyes taking in her more than ready lips.
Likewise, Warrick wished that Catherine had taken her feelings to the next level just as he did.
A pen rolled from Catherine's desk and onto the floor.
She leaned over to grab it, and it was then that she saw how not so well Warrick was handling their situation, and it wasn't like she was doing any better. Her tight jeans were causing her sensation and it was driving her wild. But still, she did not show any sign of it.
Again, she felt his gaze travel down to her breasts and she reacted more strongly. She began to sweat a little more, and she felt her nipples hardening under his scrutiny.
Warrick was stunned at the sight of Catherine's swelling breasts. She seemed more flustered and aroused, and he was at the same level as she.
All of a sudden, she sighed.
"Let's go ahead and do it," she said. "We both want to. And what else are we going to do with our time?"
With that, she pushed her chair back and stood up in front of him.
"Catherine…"
"If you say another word about this, you won't be getting anything," she said as she began to unbutton her low cut shirt.
He could only watch in awe as she let the shirt fall gently from her shoulders to the floor. She put her hands on her hips and smirked.
Warrick stood up and pulled her into a deep, sensual kiss. Catherine felt every part of her being become electrified, and she moaned.
They pulled away for a second so that Warrick could get his shirt off and their lips met again. His hands caressed her back and waist as he pushed her onto the desk. He kissed her neck and shoulders before reaching under her to unfasten her lace bra. He had it off in a flash and he threw it somewhere across the office. He took in the sight of her bare breasts before thoroughly licking both of her nipples, causing her to arch into him and exhale a breath sharply.
They had to remain as quiet as possible because there were still people at work who could just happen by.
He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down slowly, along with her underwear, and once her had those off and her shoes and socks, he was completely naked in front of him.
"You are so sexy," he whispered. "And beautiful."
With that, he kissed her passionately before kissing all the way down to her center. She was so aroused that her thighs were damp in between. She opened her legs wider for him as she felt his tongue work magic on her already sensitive center.
"Yes Warrick," she moaned quietly, yet hotly. "Right there."
Warrick couldn't believe he was making love to Catherine at work. The thought of it both scared and aroused him, making his jeans very uncomfortable at the moment.
He felt her beginning to climax, and he savored her taste and smell as he licked her clitoris one more time, causing her to shudder and spasm around him, begging him to stop.
"Warrick please," she whimpered. "I'm so sensitive."
He came back up and kissed her deeply, letting their tongues roll languorously within their mouths.
After her climax subsided, she hopped off the desk and pushed him gently back down into the chair and kneeled in front of him. She smiled as she took down her now longer hair and mussed it a little bit; this action aroused him even more than her being naked in front of him.
Before beginning to take off his pants, she rested her hands on his large, firm erection, thinking of what her body would have to contend with. She could feel her center oozing again at feeling just how much he wanted her.
She undid his belt and jeans and pulled them long with his strained boxers down to reveal his erection. Her eyes went wide and she looked up at him.
He seemed to be a bit embarrassed and she only smiled.
"Warrick," she purred. "I always dreamed that you'd be…endowed… but damn my dreams didn't do you any justice."
He slightly chuckled.
"If only you knew what I dreamt about you girl," he said huskily. "You'd go crazy."
"Oh, but I think I just got a pretty good idea," she purred.
With that, she lowered her head and her mouth engulfed his large erection. He gripped the arm rests of the chair as she bobbed slowly, applying light suction, making him insane. She came all the way up and licked the tip before taking him in again.
"Mm," she groaned quietly. "Mmph."
Her moans aroused him even more.
"Catherine," he groaned, gripping the rests harder.
She began to bob her head faster, and Warrick tried as hard as he could not to tangle his fingers in her hair and hold her in place. He was losing the battle as she swirled her tongue over him.
First he put his hands on her shoulders then he finally had his hands in her hair, holding her in place.
"Mm," she whimpered in surprised. "Hmm…"
She wrapped her hands at the base of his erection and even with his hands in her hair, she managed to bob quickly, causing him to push her head lower on him. She was sucking harder and driving him wild.
"Oh yeah," he moaned.
Catherine took his hands off of her head and placed them back on the arm rests and held them there as she pleasured him.
"Mm," she growled as she bobbed sloppily. "Mmhm…"
"God Catherine," he grunted.
"Mm," she whimpered again. "Umm…"
Finally, he exploded into her mouth and she took all that he gave her, sucking and licking sloppily.
"Mm," she groaned as she allowed her mouth to be filled.
She released him, and she gulped down what he gave her and smiled.
She stood up and leaned down to kiss him. They could taste themselves on each other and nothing was more arousing than that. The mild sweetness of each other only made their first sexual encounter that much more intimate.
Catherine assisted Warrick in getting the rest of his clothing all the way off before he pulled her into another sensual kiss as she got onto his lap in the chair.
"Ready?" He asked, still reeling from his climax.
Catherine nodded with a smile and allowed him to pull her down onto him. She closed her eyes at the sensation of being completely filled by him. She slumped a little on him and buried her face in his neck as he embraced her fully caressing her back and sides then he cupped her butt. With that, she straightened on him again and smiled as she rocked her hips slowly.
Warrick kissed her tenderly as he guided her hips in the direction he wanted. She rolled her hips in time with his, making the moment perfect. He had never met a woman as expert in her lovemaking as Catherine.
It didn't take long before the pace quickened and Catherine was slamming herself on him.
"Warrick…yes," she whispered incoherently. "You feel…making…oh God…"
He could not make out what she was saying, and he couldn't even form a decent sentence as he pulled her down harder against him in tandem with her. He saw her breasts bouncing with her wild movements through the haze of pleasure that had formed in her office.
"You feel so good," he whispered.
"I…you…coming," she whispered frantically. "Faster…harder…please."
With that, Warrick made sure that he had a firm hold on her before he stood up, surprising her, and put her atop her desk and laid her down. He kissed her long and deep before slamming himself in and out of her willing body, making her gasp and whisper completely jumbled words and cries.
"I…umam…there…" she whimpered as she felt her body slide upwards and downwards from each of his forceful thrusts.
She pushed various objects off her desk as she grasped the edges behind her head, giving her leverage to push herself against Warrick. At this point, they were sweaty and panting, trying to hold back screams and shouts of enjoyment.
"Ooh, Warrick," she whispered throatily. "Right there."
He pulled her torso to his and lifted her from the desk. They kept eye contact as he grinded her body against his as they kissed passionately.
"I'm coming," she whispered hotly. "Make me come…hard."
Warrick tightened his hold on her butt and pulled her against him harshly. She moaned successively harder with the last few quick pulls until she finally screamed her climax.
"Ah, ah, AH!" she screamed. "Yes!"
Her muscles clenched him hard and she spilled her fluids all over him.
"Catherine!" Warrick grunted as he released himself inside of her.
He lowered her back onto the desk and gripped her thighs. His eyes were closed tightly and he buried his sweaty face in her neck. He tightened his grip on her thighs as he slammed into her three more good times, grunting with each one before completely going over the edge. He completely collapsed onto her body and groaned in satisfaction into her neck.
She let out a shuddering sigh in return.
They looked into each other's glazed and dilated eyes, in awe of what had just occurred.
"Are you okay?" He whispered just inches from her lips.
She smiled.
"I'm just fine," she said. "I feel completely lucid. That was incredible. You?"
"Oh I'm definitely okay," he said.
They kissed sweetly as they let their bodies relax and come back to earth. Warrick began to move away from her but she tightened her legs around him.
"You feel so good," she whispered. "Let's just stay like this for a few more minutes."
They stayed in an embrace for what seemed like an eternity before they separated. Catherine was slightly wobbly on her feet because of euphoria.
"Hey," he chuckled. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah," she said with a smile. "You wore me out."
He smiled and smoothed down her very tussled hair.
They redressed quickly and then Catherine unevenly walked over to Warrick and collapsed in his lap, tired, dizzy with pleasure, and sated.
He kissed her forehead as she rested her head on his shoulder.
Just then, they heard the office door unlock.