Gordon's Dawn(27)

She’d let go of him and gave a longing look at the tickets before mumbling, “No.”

Gordon knew he was getting to her, but he just had to try harder.



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Adjusting the coat, she stared at the office doors. She could do this, Dawn convinced herself for the hundredth time. The week had been agony. She may have been angry with Gordon, but she still missed him like crazy. Gordon had been working seventeen, eighteen hour days, coming home to give her a gift, and then back again to sleep. She missed Gordon.

After her talk with Destiny, where Dawn realized she was being silly and a bitch, she thought about her week. She then came to the realization that if Gordon had been with her more, she would have forgiven him sooner, and hopefully, come to realize what Destiny helped her to realize. Dawn decided if this was going to work, she had to be herself and stop acting as if she were a guest in her own home and talk to Gordon. First, she wanted him to know she forgave him and loved him.

Mavis, Gordon’s secretary, winked at her when she went to lunch telling her to enjoy, and that Gordon wasn’t with anyone. Mavis had been gone now for a good five minutes, and Dawn still hadn’t moved from staring at the door. She’d never done anything like this before or had she even dreamed she would. Well, she might have dreamed, but she would never have done it. She could do this for her husband though. Whoa. That sounded so strange.

Taking a deep breath in and slowly letting it out, she walked to the office door and opened it, quietly slipping in. Gordon sat at a big wooden and marble table with his gaze glued to his computer screen. He didn’t even look up when she came in. “Mavis, can you grab the Swarovski file?”

Clearing her suddenly dry throat, she inched toward him and mumbled, “It’s not Mavis.”

Gordon’s head shot up, and his gaze homed in on her straight away. “Sprite, what are you doing here?”

Shit, did he not want her here? She knew she shouldn’t have listened to her sister. Gordon had been working so hard since they’d arrived back in Dallas. Maybe she shouldn’t be disturbing him. She should go. Clutching her trench coat tighter, she turned ready to run. “Nothing, I, um, I’ll see you at home?”

She didn’t make it to the doors before Gordon’s arms circled her. His breath feathered over her ear before moving down to kiss her just below. She shivered as his lips touched her skin and brushing back and forth.

“Don’t go. I like that you came here.” He nibbled on the tip of her earlobe, and her breath hitched as it sent a shot of pure ecstasy through her. “I’ve missed you… this.” He ground his erect cock against her arse. “Did you come her for a reason?” His hands roamed her coat covered body before his fingers pried hers away from clutching the coat. Slowly, he opened the trench coat and eased it down her body until it fell to the floor. “Mmm, perfection,” he moaned. Stepping back, he admired her in the black heels and barely there lace coverings. She resisted the urge to cover herself, but felt the heat rise and knew her chest and face would be bright red.

Nibbling on her bottom lip, she stood exposed before Gordon, her husband, in his office. “You’ve been working a lot this past week, and I have been, well, a bitc… I thought… I thought I would come and tell you I miss you… and that I love you, and I don’t want you to think I’m angry with you still about not telling me everything because I forgive y—”

He growled and gathered her to him locking his lips to hers and cutting off what she was struggling to say. Gordon’s hands skimmed down her body resting on her arse, cupping it and lifting her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, and Gordon took her to his desk where he sat her on the edge looking out the big windows.

Easing his mouth from hers, he smiled down at her. “This is just what I need. I’ve missed you.” She sighed in relief at Gordon’s confession and kissed him. He smelled and tasted so good. Gordon spread her legs further apart and settled between them. He reached up and slid her lacy undies down and let them fall to the ground.

Tugging his tie loose, Dawn watched enraptured as he undid the buttons on his shirt. Unable to resist, she opened his shirt and pulled it off eager to touch him. He grinned and she smiled, circling her legs around him and pulling him closer, so she could undo his pants. Hooking her fingers into his suit pants, she undid the button and slid the zipper down and then eased her hands into the waistband of his boxers and let them follow his pants. He grunted as he shook and kicked his shoes off that were caught in his pants. Zoning in on his thick cock, watching it bounce with his movements, she licked her lips as anticipation ran through her.

Gordon leaned over and undid her bra, and she shrugged out of it. When they were both naked bar her heels, she wrapped her arms around him and yanked him down, so their lips met and danced together. The friction of their bodies sparked her need more, and she trailed her hands over his back feeling the muscles as they flexed.

Needing air, she eased her mouth from his panting and resting her head on his shoulder. Gordon didn’t stop, his mouth nibbled his way down her body. “I’m going to eat you.” She shivered with need at his words and helped when he moved her so her butt was just on the edge of the table and her legs settled loosely on his back.

He came down on his knees between her legs, and she moaned as his tongue licked her clit. Flattening her hands on the table, she wished she had something to grip onto. Dawn closed her eyes as his strokes got longer, and he dug into her pussy, devouring her. The tension in her body built, and she opened her eyes, leaned back, and ground herself against his mouth, needing release. Gordon chuckled, and the vibrations coursed throughout her, bringing her that much closer.

“Gordon. Fucking hell, I love what you do to me,” she said, her voice a breathless whisper as he sucked her clit into his mouth. His hands gripped her waist, and they tightened as her breath grew faster, and her orgasm burst through her. Dawn moaned her release and reached down gripping his hair, holding him to her.

Gordon eased his mouth from her, and she let her hands fall. His body covered her, and then his dick pushed home. “I’ve missed this so damn much,” he grunted. The intense focus in his bright blue eyes captured her, and she couldn’t turn away as his cock drove into her over and over. Her already sensitive body hummed with renewed pleasure, and she arched up digging high heels into him as his hands came to caress her breasts.