The Blue Dress
Chapter Four: Dark Promises
Raven's entire form sagged as the elevator doors closed behind her with a ding. Gasping for breath, she leaned against the paneled wall and tried desperately to make sense of the emotions raging inside her like an unquenchable inferno. Something burned deep in the pit of her stomach, and she clenched her fists to try and fight it, but it was too late - the damage had been done. Her eyes fluttered closed as her fingers twisted in her loose strands of hair, contemplating the situation.
He found her attractive.
Okay, and…?
Did she find him attractive?
Her eyes shot open as a dark blush stained her cheeks. Honestly, this was not what she should be thinking about now. No, she should be significantly more concerned with how she was going to preserve their working relationship and camaraderie. If she made the wrong move, or chose the wrong path, this project could fail, and she had worked far too hard to even consider that option.
Still…
Raven fidgeted with the pearl buttons on her white shirt, remembering the look of thirst clinging to the depths of his eyes. He stared at her as if she was the only woman in the world, and he was a man who hadn't had good company in a long, long time. Her mind wandered of its own accord, and Raven found herself wondering what it would feel like to quench his thirst.
What would it feel like to pull the pins from her bun, and let her hair fall free against his shoulders?
What would it feel like to shamelessly throw the files on his desk to the floor and crawl up onto the wood surface?
Would he laugh? Tease her with that sharp tongue? Or would he lean back in his chair and watch her with that damnable, infuriating smirk, waiting until she caved under his silent pressure and lifted her skirt for him?
But he wouldn't take her right away. No, he would slide his hands up the length of her leg, tracing random patterns over her thigh until he reached her stockings and pulled them down with deliberate slowness. He would kiss along her ankle, up her calf, to her knee, and then worship her thighs until he reached that gorgeous juncture between her thighs with a word of shock. He would kiss her over and over, right through the moist silk of her panties, teasing her with bites and licks until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for him to take them off.
But he wouldn't. No, it was far more fun to tease her first. And he would-
"Going down, Miss Raven?"
She jumped and stumbled back from the new person in the elevator car with her. Blushing, Raven pushed her thoughts away from her mind and cleared her throat. She gave a polite nod and decided that this was not the time or place to be thinking about these things. These were the ideas that would get them both in trouble, and neither one of them could afford that. Not now, that was for sure.
One thing was for certain though… Raven suddenly needed a change of underwear