With that, she shot up and bolted for the open door, her bare feet slapping against the cold floor.
Aiden pushed off from the floor, his biceps flexing so nicely, and went after her. She made it to the doorway before his arms snagged her around the waist and lifted her up. She flailed against him, both of them laughing as he walked her back into the office.
"Got you," he said as he sat down in the office chair, his arms trapping her against him.
It didn’t take long for her continued struggles to have their effect, what with her body rubbing against his so much. She sucked her lip in between her teeth and let it out slowly, her body all tingly as he hardened against her bottom. She wriggled said bottom against him some more, enjoying the way he sucked in his breaths when she did.
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked, letting her head loll back against his bare shoulder so he could kiss her neck. She had a few things in mind. Well, one thing, really. Just multiple ways (read: positions) to go about it.
Aiden’s arms loosened about her as he went to task, popping the rest of the buttons out of place, slowly revealing more and more of Gwen’s naked body. His progress slowed as she writhed against him, unable to help herself. Her thighs rubbed together against the building heat between them.
The final button came out, letting the two halves of the billowy shirt fall away. Aiden’s hand ran up her bared stomach, the tips of his fingers tickling so nicely, until he cupped her breasts, the tips stiffening in anticipation of his touch. They touched her there for only a moment before continuing up so that he could pull the shirt down her arms, exposing the top portion of her back.
"Well," Aiden began in between a series of kisses that ran along her shoulders, "I think you need to answer for your crimes." She felt his lips twist into a wicked grin.
"What...?" she began, the word turning into a squeal as Aiden used those strong arms of his to lay her across his lap, the hardness of his desire pressing against her stomach through his boxer shorts.
With a few deft movements, he used his shirt to bind her arms. Tingles of excitement, of anticipation and wonder ran up her back. No guy had ever done anything like this with her before.
"Please don’t!" she said, continuing the charade as he swept the shirt up off her bottom. "I won’t steal again."
“Not after this, you won’t,” Aiden said, unable to resist a brief caressing of her flesh that made her want to forgo the foreplay and get to the main event.
He spanked her lightly at first, as though tentative. It still stung, and she hissed through her teeth.
They became harder soon enough, though. Her body went rigid each time his merciless palm snapped against one of her cheeks. The stinging intensified, burning hot, then cold. And then numbness.
"I think you’ve had enough," he said, trying to smooth the welts on her bottom down with one flattened, suddenly gentle hand. He pulled the knot binding her arms loose.
"I don’t," Gwen replied, shrugging out of the shirt. She stood before him, letting his hungry eyes devour her naked body. He couldn’t hold back any longer, starting up from the chair and pulling her bare form tight against his. In the throes of his desire, he forgot gentleness when his hands again slipped down to her reddened bottom and gave it several appreciative, if painful, squeezes.
They kissed, his mouth soon slipping from hers to run up and down her throat, then along her collar bone. She burned for him.
"No more teasing," she pleaded.
Aiden leaned back, his eyes smoldering as he took in her flushed face. "No, I think we’ve had enough," he agreed.
Quickly, he went and grabbed some protection and returned. She smiled at the way his anticipation made him clumsy, his hands trembling. She helped him with it, gasping at how hot, how firm, he felt against her fingers as she rolled it down his length. Inside, she quivered.
He took her on the chair, sitting into it heavily and then pulling her down onto him.
"Aiden!" she gasped as they joined together, her body crying out in the sweet release of fulfilled lust.
She rolled her hips against him, delighted in the way he filled her over and over. They lost themselves in it, Aiden letting the warmth of his mouth travel over her skin. It engulfed first the tip of one breast, then the other, leaving the sensitive flesh there reddened and taut when he moved on. His hands massaged her bottom, the sting of the welts he’d given her melding with the heat of their entwined bodies.
Sweat soon slicked them both, making them glisten in the light.
And then Aiden picked her up, still inside her, standing with enough force to send the chair wheeling away from them. Her ankles locked behind his back, holding them together.