This chapter is rated M.
11:
"Come on… give it a try," he said, almost whispering.
Sharon nodded. She was only half listening by now. Her eyes were fixed on his lips as she was having an inner battle with herself, trying to break free from her conscience's ties.
And then it happened at once. She pulled his body toward hers and got on the tip of her toes to kiss him.
Andy was surprised by her fervor, but absolutely loved it. He was waiting for the moment she let go, and it finally came.
"Lock the door," she whispered, almost begging, "and turn off the lights." Andy turned quickly and walked to the door. By the time he turned back, he saw Sharon's shadowy figure at her desk, removing her jacket with her back to him. He came behind her and put his hands on her arms, imprisoning her between the desk and his body. When his lips touched her neck, she tilted her head back in pleasure and relief. It felt good to finally give in, to let her fears go, even if for just a little while.
Andy moved to kiss her shoulders, and Sharon was grateful for her decision to wear a sleeveless dress under her jacket today. Of course, she didn't think anyone would see it as she never removed her jackets if she was wearing something like that beneath them. Waking up this morning, she had every intention to put a stop to what she had started with Andy, but by now, the end of the day, she completely changed her mind. She knew that the doubts won't go away entirely, but right now she just wanted to be with him, to feel him. He made her forget about the world when they were together, and that was the first thing she liked about being with him. It's been years since she had something in her life that she could use as a haven, just for herself.
Andy's hands traveled down her arms and continued to her hips, just to get a hold of the skirt of her dress, and pull it up a few inches.
Sharon grabbed his hands and brought them to her inner thighs, making him pull the skirt further up. Andy didn't need much guidance in that area. He understood exactly what she wanted and how she wanted it, and Sharon loved that about him. After a long day at work, she wanted someone else to take the lead.
She felt him moving her panties a little, to have easy access, and then it finally happened.
She moaned as he slid his fingers inside her. At first only one – caressing her gently – It gave her a warm, tingling sensation and made her crave for more than that. Then he added a finger and she let out a louder moan to the feeling of her clit between them. It was, weirdly enough, relaxing. Sharon expected to get an adrenaline rush, but it was the complete opposite. She felt much better than on Friday. The nerves were gone. All that remained was passion.
She tilted her head down with her eyes shut – letting her hair cover her sight almost completely – and the world started fading away. The office, the building, even the stars in the sky, which were clearly visible through her office window. Everything was him. His lips on her eager skin, his fingers…
But they weren't enough to make her come. She wanted to turn around and take control, to make him move faster. It started to seem like his regular trick – bringing her to the edge, making her so eager that she feels like she's about to explode. And then, a second before she goes off, he gives her what she wants. Sharon decided to wait and see if he would do it again, like he did it two nights ago.
And it didn't take him too long. At one point, he suddenly removed his fingers and Sharon opened her eyes. She wanted him to move forward already, to keep dissipating her stress, and he didn't fail. He lifted her skirt to her waist, so it wasn't in the way anymore. Sharon pulled her panties down her thighs to her knees, so eagerly that Andy had to stop and smile at the sight of it for a second. He knew how to drive a woman crazy and he wasn't going to stop doing it with Sharon. He wanted her to keep surprising him with sides of her she's kept hidden from the world. That enthusiasm was something he's never seen before in her, and he realized he liked it. Knowing that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her was a big turn on.
Sharon bent forward, leaning on the table with her elbows, giving him orders without saying a word. She couldn't help it. Even though she decided to let him lead the way, she was still a control freak and she expected him to do exactly what she wanted. Her body was screaming for what it needed.
Andy didn't mind being led by her. He was used to it from work, and besides, he preferred knowing what was going on in a woman's head when he was being intimate with her. From his experience he knew that making her satisfied would satisfy him too. So he didn't waste time in unzipping his pants and pushing them down his thighs. He could hear her silent, inner torment and he intended to help her. He knew exactly how painful it was, yearning for something or someone. He felt the same way…
After a few seconds, he was there. He tilted his head back and shut his eyes for a moment as he was making his way into her, not just her body, but also into her soul. He could feel it.
The sensation of immense relief that washed over him let him know that he needed this like a drug. He knew this sensation well. She wasn't his first addiction. And even though his logic told him that he wasn't really addicted to anything now, his body actually felt like it's been having withdrawal symptoms ever since she left his house the other night, until now. But this drug wasn't destructive, like real ones. He liked how it made him feel. It gave him something to look forward to, being with her, even if it was during work with everyone else around. It's been years since he had someone he was so eager to see, to be with. It made the loneliness that's been accompanying him for decades feel less heavy on his heart.
He unzipped her dress and she felt both of his warm palms moving slowly down her back in appreciation. It didn't take more than a few seconds before his lips followed them, making their own trail across her back, leaving a soft sensation on her skin and sending shivers down her spine. Then he bent forward and she felt his weight on her lower back. At first, Sharon thought he was embracing her, but then she felt his hand slithering between her legs again. Once again he rubbed his fingers against her, multiplying the vibes that ricocheted inside her, while his other hand held her steady by the shoulder so he can continue moving his pelvis back and forward into her.
Sharon tried to keep her moans as quiet as possible, in case someone was outside her office. They became more frequent as he increased the rhythm of his thrusts. His fingers worked faster too and she knew he was close and wanted her to get there too.
'It's not going to be too hard for you,' she thought and a second later cried out his name unintentionally. At this point she couldn't bring herself to care about what might happen if someone finds out about them. All her worries vanished and the only thing in the world was her orgasm.
Later, when he was sitting on the green chair by the door and she was resting in his lap, she tried to relive the final moments in her mind. She smiled to herself as she remembered how his name emitted from her mouth uncontrollably along with words of approval and groans that she could no longer tone down.
'God, how I missed sex,' she thought and her smile widened for a moment, but then disappeared at once. She could definitely get used to being with him. It feels good and it's comfortable, but it's not something she should want. Staring at the ceiling in the silent darkness, feeling his chest rising and falling against her back with serenity, she felt something that she hadn't feel in years… she felt happy.
Ever since Jackson tore their family apart, her life always seemed to be a long, exhausting drama with very few, little moments of joy, mostly with her children. And now, somebody else was making her feel good. She surely didn't expect their fling to feel so significant. What is she supposed to do now, with all those emotions she's becoming aware of, emotions that she has toward this man, who isn't just a man, but also her subordinate officer and potentially a very nasty stain on her spotless career?