He released his grip on her wrists and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his body closer into hers and silently urging him to take even deeper possession of her mouth. She was growing dizzy from the almost brutal demand of his kiss, and was only vaguely aware when he began to slide a bra strap off her shoulder. It wasn’t until his hand closed over the bare, warm flesh of her breast that she realized what he’d done, and then she was far too overwhelmed with the pleasure his touch brought to care.
“Ohhh. Oh, please, yes.”
Tessa didn’t realize the high, desperate whimpers had come from her lips. Ian’s long fingers were splayed over her breast, the tips rolling her nipple, plucking it to an even harder peak. He swore softly beneath his breath but otherwise didn’t speak, his mouth nuzzling again at that tender spot beneath her ear. With one hand still fondling her breast, he used the other to lift her leg, wrapping it around his hip. This movement brought their bodies flush against the other, allowing Ian to nestle his immensely swollen cock into the juncture of her thighs. At the same time, he reclaimed her lips in another of those all-consuming kisses, his tongue now ravenous as it plundered her warm mouth.
She was rapidly threatening to overload on sensation as her entire body was being stimulated at once – by his hot, hungry mouth eating at hers like a starving man; his hand at her breast, twisting her engorged nipple between thumb and forefinger, the pleasure traveling directly to her womb; and the feel of his hard, thick penis rubbing against her cleft, where she was wet and needy and far more aroused than she had ever come close to being before. With each movement of his groin against hers, she could feel the friction against her ultra-sensitive clit, even between the layers of their clothing. He was surrounding her with pleasure, using his mouth, his hands, his cock, and it was suddenly too much for her as a very unexpected orgasm rippled through her body.
Ian stilled as he lifted his mouth from hers, murmuring in awe, “My God, Tessa. Christ – you’re so beautiful, darling. I can’t believe you just - ”
Whatever else he was going to say was abruptly halted by the ringing of his cell phone. Tessa’s eyes were tightly shut, too wrecked from what had just happened to even think of opening them yet. She dimly heard Ian curse impatiently as he answered the phone with barely restrained annoyance. As he eased his body away from hers to take the call, she felt suddenly bereft without the hard warmth of him pressed against her.
And then, as the glowing haze of her orgasm began to slowly fade, her mortification returned tenfold. She glanced down and had to stifle a moan when she saw her exposed breast, the nipple still red from his touch. Hastily, she jerked the cup and strap back into place, then grabbed the discarded blouse and pulled it on, her fingers fumbling with the buttons.
Ian’s call ended and he gazed at her from the other side of his office. She knew she must look a sight, with her flushed cheeks, mussed hair and stained, wrinkled blouse that she wasn’t sure had even been buttoned up correctly. The only thing that helped her retain a bit of her composure was the realization that Ian seemed as shook up as she was by what had just happened. His tie was askew, his hair rumpled, and he appeared to be at a complete loss for words.
He glanced at her, then at the ship’s clock on his credenza before grabbing an envelope from his desk.
“I need to go,” he muttered brusquely, and then strode out of the office without a moment’s hesitation.
Tessa stared after him, too shocked at what had just occurred to even move. Just a few short minutes ago her body had been burning up, every part of her on fire for Ian’s touch, the heat of his big body almost smothering her. And now, devoid of all that, she began to shiver almost uncontrollably, shaking in reaction, and she had to wrap her arms about her torso to steady herself.
“Oh, my, God,” she uttered in disbelief. “What in the world have I done?”
***
Ian was echoing almost the same exact words as he very nearly ran out of his office, grateful when an elevator arrived almost immediately and even more so when it proved to be empty. On the ride down to the lobby, he forced himself to take several deep breaths, trying to still the frantic beat of his heart. At the same time he swiftly restored order to his rumpled hair and clothing, and offered up a silent thanks that his raging erection had subsided, for there was no way he could have walked across the lobby to meet his associates in that sort of condition.
His meeting had ended earlier than expected, and he’d agreed to have a quick drink with two of his associates before they headed off to dinner. But then he’d realized he had left a report he needed to give someone in his office, and they had been obliged to make a quick stop to retrieve it.