Hey guys. Glad people seem to be liking it so far. Here's a little more
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As they got a little closer to the door, the crowd came to a complete standstill, forcing Catherine to stop abruptly. Behind her, Gil's attention had been… diverted by a certain part of her anatomy, so the first thing he knew about her cessation of movement was when his chest slammed into her back, nearly knocking her off balance. With fast reflexes that belied his drunken state, Gil's arms shot out and wound themselves round her slender waist, pulling her so she was flush against him and preventing her from falling to the floor.
He was simultaneously relishing and cursing their close contact, more specifically his body's reaction to her proximity that was growing increasingly more difficult to hide. Sure, ever since he'd met Catherine he'd been affected by her whenever she was close; she was a gorgeous woman and sexy as hell. But more recently he'd found his desire much harder to control. There were times when she wore a particularly tight pair of pants, a particularly revealing shirt or - God help him - when she wore her glasses, that he would lock himself in his office and… relieve the tension. He berated himself for it - she was his colleague and more importantly, his friend - but on the occasions where he had to indulge in some self help at work, he couldn't help the images of her that filled his mind. Images that replaced his own hand with hers, or her mouth…
He shook his head in an attempt to clear it, when movement in his arms attracted his attention. When he looked down he found himself staring into Catherine's deep blue eyes. She was looking up at him, a quizzical expression on her face. Without relinquishing his hold on her waist he bent his head down his mouth rested near her ear. As he did so he couldn't help but inhale her intoxicating scent. It was a mix of strawberries, coconut and something that was uniquely Catherine.
"Are you ok?" He felt her head shift next to his as she nodded. Although she was better at hiding it, Catherine was finding herself equally affected by his closeness. As his breath played with the fine strands of hair on her neck she couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through her, nor the warmth that pooled in her centre.
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Short I know, but it seemed like a good place to pause for a moment hehe
Lily
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