A/N: Disclaimer: I own nothing, SM owns everything.

Coffee & Toner

Right then and there I realized I had to have her, have her lips mould with mine. I took her face in my hands and lightly pressed my lips to hers.

She let out a soft gasp and then her lips moved with mine.

I slowly lowered my hands down the shape of her body, slightly grazing he tit as I went down.

I reached her hips and grabbed onto them as though my life depended on it, she let out a low laugh and then ran her hands up my neck and into my hair.

I knew we couldn't to this on Jacob's desk, that was a lie we could and the bastard deserved it, he was a fucking dick making her do all his dirty work.

But that wasn't why I was doing this, I needed her, my body ached for her touch, I've never felt this way about anyone before in my life and I needed to move to the next level or I would spontaneously combust.

I loved the way she gnawed on her lip when she was deep in thought, the way she ran her hands through her hair when she was stressed out, she moaned into my mouth bringing me back to the room.

In response I slowly ran my hands down to the curve in her back slowly continuing down to her ass, never parting our lips once. I continued my way down the sides of her ass and to her thighs; my hands maintained their route until they found the bends in her knees. I arched my back towards her lifting her by the crooks of her knees until her legs were wrapped around my waist.

I was sure she could feel it in my pants but I said nothing.

I slowly made my way to the back wall of the room and thrust her up against it, she groaned and tugged at my hair as she bit my tongue.

"Ouch" I breathed playfully; to be honest I rather enjoyed it. She laughed that fantastic, seductive laugh that had captured me that first day when we met. She continued caress my tongue with hers, which felt too damn good.

She ran her hands over my chest and slid them under the shoulders of my suit jacket causing it to fall to the floor with a light thud. She made her way to the tie where she tugged harshly, a smile playing on her lips, until it gave in and came apart. As she made her way down the buttons of my shirt she leaned in and began to trace my jaw line with her lips, occasionally pressing her tongue on to the skin.

When she reached my ear she breathed the words "I want you."