Mr.arrogant(22)

Jonathon, his breath rapid and shallow, looked down at the top of her  head and closed his eyes a moment, trying to find some kind of center in  the passion he was reeling in, but the desire in him for her was  building swiftly, burning through him, and he could not hold it back any  longer. Jonathon pulled her over to the deeply cushioned sofa in his  office and turned to face her. She felt her heart racing, knowing that  they probably should not be going any further than they had, and not  caring at all. She wanted him; all of him, with parts of her body and  soul that she had never even felt before.

Naomi reached her hands up to his tie and slid it off of his neck,  amazed at her boldness, and yet not so startled by it that she stopped.  She began to unbutton his shirt, and as each button opened, revealing  his bare skin below, she leaned in close to him, kissing his chest  softly and sensually, brushing her lips across him like an artist with a  brush. She tasted him as her mouth moved over him, sucking gently as  she kissed.

He let her kiss him, heady with the intoxicating feel of her desire for  him, his heart pounding and his breath shallow, until it overwhelmed  him. He lifted her chin to kiss her mouth and drink her in. She pulled  his shirt from him and moments later his pants were lying beside the  shirt on his office floor.

Jonathon's hands moved over her hips, pressing her to his hardened body  before he drew them downward to the hem of her sweater dress, and  sliding his fingers beneath the material, he pulled it from her, sliding  it off of her and leaving her before him in her lacy bra and panties.

He stared at her as she stood there, his eyes moving over every part of  her, his fingers trailing along her skin and over thin lace, in the wake  of his gaze as his breath grew ever shorter. She had never felt more  alive than she did as he caressed her, as he learned her lines and  curves, touching her like she was the most precious thing he had ever  laid his hands on before.

Jonathon drew near her, his mouth close to her neck and her cheek; she  could feel his breath warming her skin and the anticipation of feeling  his lips on her made her tingle as she closed her eyes. He teased her a  little, and with the lightest touch he brushed his soft lips down her  throat to the hollow of her neck where he kissed her long and slow,  making her gasp softly.         

     



 

She felt the tips of his fingers slide beneath the straps of her bra and  slowly slip them off of her shoulders, letting them drop lightly onto  his hands as his mouth moved downward, kissing and gently sucking at the  soft fleshy curve of her upper breasts. She lifted her chin and closed  her eyes, slipping her fingers into his dark hair, trying to breathe  steadily as he pulled her bra off of her and filled his hand with her  breast.

Even in her dreams she had not imagined how exhilarating it would feel  when he took her hardened nipple into his lips and teeth, running the  tip of his tongue around it as he began to suck and bite gently at it.  Her breath escaped her and she curled her fingers in his hair tightly as  waves of desire ignited in every part of her.

"Jonathon … ." She breathed his name softly, her lips parted as she clung to him.

His mouth and hands moved between her breasts, and then he lowered her  back onto the sofa and his hungry kisses tasted every inch of her  breasts, her ribs, and her belly. He took his time going lower and lower  on her until he reached the hem of her lace panties, and he pulled them  from her body, his eyes intent on her as he smoothed his hands down her  thighs and gently pushed them apart, leaving tiny kisses and nibbles  all along a trail that led to her core.

She shut her eyes and tried to steady her breathing as his teasing  kisses drove her wild with need, waiting for him to reach the place  where she wanted to feel him more than anything. The moment his mouth  reached her, she drew in her breath sharply and began to pant. He traced  the tip of his tongue gradually up and down her tender folds of skin,  wetting her and taunting her with pleasure felt, and pleasure to come.

Only after long moments of moving along the outside of her, did he slide  his tongue into her, making her arch her back and cry out softly as he  tasted her deeply and deftly, twisting his tongue in her so well that  she felt her stomach and thighs tighten, and her panting grew shorter  and shallower as heat pooled in her and she turned her head back and  forth, dizzy with the intensity of him savoring her.

Naomi felt the momentum in her build sharply, and she could not hold  back her breathless orgasm as he overwhelmed her body. She gasped and  clutched at him, coming hard and long, and as she began to breathe again  when her body started to calm, he lifted his face and looked at her,  reaching his hand to her chest and drawing it down her torso to her  belly, before sliding his fingers into her and manipulating her firmly.

"Again … " he said in a low voice, "Come again for me. I want to taste more of you."

He moved his hand over her and she shuddered and began to move her hips  against his fingers, and then against his mouth as he withdrew his hand  and thrust his tongue back into her once more. She could not help but  move her body against his mouth, wanting more, feeling more, saturated  in pleasure as she felt the tidal wave rising in her again, and it came  crashing through her as she came once more, and he moaned, drinking her  in until she was still and breathless once more, weak with bliss.

Rising up above her, he moved in between her thighs and she felt his  erection against her for the first time. It was throbbing, hot with  need, and Jonathon brought her breasts into his mouth again as he began  to move himself against the outside of her body, teasing her just a  little more until he released her breasts from his lips and teeth and  looked into her eyes, pausing for a moment to really take her in.

"I've wanted this with you more than I have ever wanted it with anyone.  You fascinate me and I cannot pretend that I don't want this any longer.  I have to have you … " he whispered as he leaned down and kissed her full  lips gently. His kiss deepened and as he moved his mouth over hers, she  suddenly felt him filling her, inch by inch, until he was fully inside  of her, and fire spread all through her body, burning her with desire  and passion as she lifted her hips to meet his, bringing him just a  little deeper into her.

They began to move in tandem, their bodies hard and heated, their need  growing stronger with every thrust he made into her, reaching depths in  her that no one ever had, making her cry out as she arched herself  against him. Their cadence became swifter and harder, and the two of  them wrestled breathlessly with each other, moving as one until they  moaned and shuddered in overpowering ecstasy.         

     



 

He rested his forehead against her shoulder, breathing hard as  everything in him began to slow down. She slowly caught her breath and  she closed her eyes, smiling as the full realization of what had  happened between them came to her.

Naomi giggled quietly. "I can't believe we did that … " she said softly.  Then she opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him.

He raised his brows a little. "You can't? You stayed …  I gave you an out … " he said hesitantly.

Her smile widened. "I didn't want an out." She paused a moment and bit  her lower lip and then looked up at him through her thick dark  eyelashes. "I wanted that with you; I just didn't think you wanted it  with me."

Understanding lit in Jonathon's eyes and he smiled and chuckled. "Oh  Naomi …  I've wanted this with you for a while, but I was trying so hard  to keep it simple between us, and all the while it was driving me crazy,  wanting you like I have. You have no idea how tempting you can be …   just …  being near me." He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her  sensually and softly, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and  kissed him in return.

When he lifted his mouth from hers, he looked down at her and reached  his hand to her face. He gently stroked her cheek with his finger and  kissed her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, and then finally her mouth  again, before looking at her and shaking his head.

"The question now is, what will happen with us. I'll tell you right now,  I have not gotten my fill of you at all. I thought I wanted you before …   but now … " he drew a deep breath and let it out slowly, "now I'm  beginning to see that I'm just not going to be able to get enough of  you. I had no idea it would be like that with you." He leaned down and  kissed her softly again.

She smiled and hugged him to her, kissing his lips, and then his cheek.  "I feel the same way." She told him, relieved that she could at last be  honest with herself and with him. "I wanted this too, so much, and I  just told myself over and over again that I could never have it, and I  believed it, but now …  now everything feels so right, and so good."