Wow.
That had been the first wide that came to mind when his lips met hers. Before she started asking herself what the hell was going on here. But then never mind that for now, because her business partner and friend could definitely plant one.
Not that it surprised her because she had wondered what it would be like to kiss him, not that she thought it would go quite this way. Not that she ever thought it would happen at all. His mouth caressed hers in a way that invigorated her and so naturally she responded back, it would be rude not to right? His hands stroked her back through the form fitting woolen dress that she had worn that day. The way his fingers worked over the material and how it brushed her skin…it made her feel good.
It made her feel damn good. It also made her feel bold.
And her fingers responded by weaving their way through his thick head of hair, grasping tendrils of it, as the kiss naturally deepened. He tasted…like spearmint and…something else…more elemental.
His hands slid down her back, to her hips which he gripped, pulling her closer to him and then…the elevator door rung announcing someone's arrival. They pulled apart and he put a finger on her lips.
"Wait…I think that's one of the deliveries."
"Which one," she asked.
"That's a surprise."
He went to deal with it and she watched him go, still tasting him on her mouth. Her blood still raced and her heart…a bit silly over what had been a kiss. But the way he had just grabbed her and kissed her taking control…had been a rush and her skin still tingled from his touch.
Then her sensible side caught up, what was really going on here? Why was he behaving like this towards her, after all it's not like they'd kissed before…certainly not like what had just happened here. She definitely had some questions for him when he returned.
He headed back towards her.
"Oh that was your dress…"
She folded her arms.
"I haven't even agreed to go with you…so I think it's a bit premature to buy a dress."
He smiled at her.
"Oh I think you'll agree…that was some kiss wasn't it?"
She looked at him warily as he approached obviously to do it again.
"Houston…You stay where you are…until I get to the bottom of what's going on here."
He watched her do her little pacing like a cornered animal.
"It's a little too early to pick positions isn't it?"
She looked at him puzzled.
"Come again?"
He arched an eyebrow, clearly enjoying himself.
"A little too early for that too darling…"
Her mouth fell open at that point and she just stood there. But he knew better than to approach her right now.
"Houston…what has gotten into you?"
He stroked his jaw with one of his thumbs.
"You…and the fact that I'm feeling a little studdish right now," he said.
"You're feeling what?"
"You heard me….," he said, taking one step closer, "studdish."
She chuckled.
"You mean turned on…well that's what your Rolodex is for, isn't it?"
He just looked at her intently.
"Who I want isn't in there…," he said, "In fact, she's right in front of me."
She sighed, trying to ignore the fact that she was more than a little turned on by his words and that look…the one that nearly made her blush.
"You're being silly Houston…you and I…we work together…we're friends but we've never taken that any further and this…this is just so crazy."
He watched her fidgeting and he stepped closer.
"I said…we really need to…I need to talk some reason into you…this is just not…"
"What," he asked.
She stammered, not like her either.
"You….did someone spike your drink on the plane?"
He shook his head, amused.
"No…I'm fine…and so are all my body parts too."
"I'll bet…"
She really had to watch him because his voice so smooth and his movement stealth. She took a step backward and wound up bumping into the back of the couch.
"Careful…"
She just rolled her eyes at his warning.
"You'd better be careful too if you don't stop talking nonsense…"
He considered that.
"Okay then…let's stop talking…"
He took that last step separating them and he put his hands on the back of the couch, with her caught between them and him. She just looked up at him wondering what he'd try next.
She didn't have long to wait as his lips brushed against her own, feather soft at first, tantalizing them, then moving away before returning again, with slightly more pressure. Her mouth went dry and she felt the couch edge push against her back. His lips grew more insistent, hungrier and his tongue pushed against her lips coaxing them to open enough to allow entrance. The first jolt of electricity which hit her after she parted her lips to let him inside…and her breath left her.
His hands rubbed her through her dress, her sides, her hips and then down her thighs while she wrapped her mouth around his tongue and applied light pressure. She put her hands on his chest and felt his heart race even through his shirt. His hands nudged her woolen dress up her thighs, caressing the skin that became exposed to his touch. So soft and silky smooth…he didn't hear her suck in her breath but he felt it and he felt his own body respond. His tongue sought hers and they tasted, as they touched.
His hands had slipped up to touch the lace that enclosed the apex of her thighs…and when he touched it, he knew that she wanted him. When he touched her there through the lace, she stopped kissing and pulled away.
"Houston…"
"Shhh….now…everything's okay…in fact this is very nice."
Her breath came rapidly.
"We were kissing and your hand is up my dress."
He sighed.
"Well…yes it is…and I can feel how turned on you are through your clothes…"
She almost burst out laughing at how he handled being caught with his hand…well not in the cookie jar but close enough…not that she really wanted him to stop….but she really should…want that…because this was just not what should be happening.
"I can feel you too…but we can't do this…it's not…"
He kissed her tenderly on the mouth and she lost track of the words that should follow…what had she been thinking about again?
"It's not…what?"
She felt completely lost…and it didn't help matters that he had started stroking her underwear, arousing all kinds of feelings….her face felt flushed…her skin tingled…and she felt him grow hard against her belly when their bodies touched.
She felt her eyes close…and then he slipped one of his fingers inside of her and she looked at him, startled by the sudden pressure.
"Look at me…I catch you looking anywhere else…I'll stop…"
She sighed heavily against him.
"Maybe you should…no….don't…I can't believe we're here doing this."
He smiled slowly and his finger moved and stroked her inside while his other fingers…oh wow…she suppressed a cry…her eyes widened but remained on his face as he had wanted. And she saw…how much he was enjoying himself pleasuring her. Then his pace quickened….and she felt herself spinning…no she had to stay in control here…but her legs turned to jelly.
"Are you close?"
How the hell should she know…ah…yeah…maybe…?
"I…."
Coherent speech wasn't exactly one of her strong suits when she was…experiencing pleasure. And neither was keeping her eyes open but he kept cajoling her to do that as his fingers pushed her closer and closer to the brink…no…no…no…she couldn't lose herself in front of him…never…because then what would happen next.
But then…her body…started to quiver deliciously and she knew what was coming…she was coming…and as she did, with his finger still inside of her, their eyes met and locked…she couldn't look away and he wouldn't let her as she felt the waves inside her threaten to break loose. Tears sprung in her eyes…and she couldn't control them and she couldn't look away.
"Shhhh….," he whispered as he kissed her mouth again muffling her cries and her legs gave out and she felt against him but he caught her. She hadn't fallen into the abyss as she feared and the expression on his face…totally turned on. His fingers receded but he still kissed her as he smoothed her dress back down over her thighs.
"Wow…"
He brushed her damp hair away from her face.
"Yeah…wow…I never would have guessed…"
She rested her hands on his shoulders.
"Would have guessed what?"
"How responsive you are…I'm looking forward to this weekend…"
She looked away from him for a moment.
"I'm still not going with you tonight…I…I don't think this should have ever happened…"
His eyes grew serious.
"Are you sorry that it did?"
She gazed at him and then shook her head.
"No, it was…incredible…and very personal…I guess that's the part of it I'm struggling with…"
"Why…because I gave you something pleasurable?"
She felt irritation fill her.
"No…because even though we've built a company together and we're friends…There are things we haven't shared and I just showed you a part of myself I don't let most people see."
"You were beautiful…when you climaxed…and it's a turn on to watch…what's wrong with that?"
She struggled for the answer.
"Nothing…so you got me off and it was great but what does that mean really and if I go with you, what will happen…because it's clear that you want…you expect us to have sex."
"Well yeah, that's what I want…a weekend of the most incredible sex…but I don't expect that if that's not what you want."
She bit her lip.
"So you want an affair?"
"I don't know if I'd call it that…"
"So you'd call it a weekend then?"
He picked up the defensiveness in her voice and he knew what she was thinking…she was thinking about the Rolodex.
"One where we just forget who we are, the rest of our lives and just live this fantasy that will last for 72 hours and then we return to business as usual on Monday morning at the office?"
"C.J.…"
"Have you even thought that far along?"
He looked at her then.
"I've thought about this a lot…and you…not anyone else…and I know you want it too…but I'm not going to push you…In fact, I'll tell you what…I'm going to be playing some pool downstairs…we've got several hours to kill…plenty of time to think about it.
She wanted to roll her eyes, how typical of him to think about shooting pool after what had just happened…why couldn't women compartmentalize their feelings as easily as guys?
"There's nothing to think about," she said, "I'll be in my office…in case of an emergency…"
She watched him smile at her as if he knew her better than she knew herself and head to the other side of the office suite.
Then she went in her office, closed the door and sat at her desk trying to come back down to earth.
