brush the hair off her cheek.
He needed to say something. Ask her how she was. Get her
water or... something. He opened his mouth to ask if she was okay. What he
actually managed to say was, "Holy shit."
Gia laughed, a deep, rich chuckle that he felt rumble
through her. "Yep. That about sums it up. I don't remember the last time I
got off with my pants still on."
Now it was his turn to laugh. "Yeah, me neither. In
fact, I would go so far as to say never."
"Really? Now that's just sad. Everyone should have some
good sexual craziness in their lives."
"Well, this tops my list."
"So, is this really what you came here for? Cuz' if I'd
known, I might have taken my pants off first. Would've made things a little
easier. And probably less messy for you."
He looked deep into her eyes, trying to figure out if she
was being serious or just blowing this off with sarcasm. "Would you
really? If I'd told you I was coming over because the only thing I could think
about was seeing your nipple rings, would you have simply shown me?"
She cocked her head to one side, giving him a little smirk
and a flip response. "Well, you'll never know now, will you? But, you've
seen them anyway. Satisfied?"
"For now. What about you?"
She pushed him back far enough that she could hop off the
bed. The jiggle of her boobs, still pushed up by the bra underneath them made
his dick stir in the sticky heat of his pants. He almost groaned when she
tugged the bra into place before turning back to face him.
She smirked at him. "For now. So, Josh. What is this
all about? You show up here, get a tat, kiss me then tell me to forget it. You
flirt with me at the beach, stare at my boobs when you hear I'm pierced then
pop in to kiss me again. Is this some sort of weird sexual experimentation?
Because you're supposed to do this when you're in college, not when you're an
adult and engaged to someone else."
She slipped her shirt over her head, grabbing his and
throwing it back to him while she spoke. He tugged it on, leaving it loose and
still mostly unbuttoned. Rather than answer her, he decided to ask his own
question. "Did it turn you on?"
She cocked her head to one side and lifted one eyebrow in
answer.
He chuckled. "Not right now. I already know the answer
to that. At the beach, when I was... flirting with you. When I looked at you.
Did it turn you on?"
She looked at the wall behind his head, so he pressed.
"I know something did. I watched your nipples tighten and press against
your bikini top. Was that because you were talking about the rings... or
because I was looking."
Suddenly she seemed intent on straightening out her clothes.
He knew she was considering, debating what to tell him. Being a lawyer he knew
enough about stall tactics to recognize one when he saw it. Decision made she
finally looked back at him, meeting his eyes again.
"You."
"Good. Then we're even."
"Great... so what now?"
He searched his head for answers, trying to find an
explanation that she would find plausible and coming up short. Instead he said,
"I don't know."
She shrugged her shoulders at him, wearing that little smirk
he was so used to seeing.
"Well, then let's chalk this up to an impulsive act by
a man driven to distraction by nipple rings."
Hearing the dismissal in her words, Josh turned to go. There
was more to say, lots more, but nothing she would believe, or even understand.
He stopped at the door, still searching for the words. He turned just in time
to see her back disappearing into her office door. Josh spun around and left,
feeling somehow defeated despite what had just happened.
* * * *
Gia went back to her office. She had paperwork to finish and
she needed the distraction anyway. If she let herself, her mind would simply
replay every kiss, every touch of her little interlude with Josh. Either that
or she would tear herself apart with guilt.
He was engaged. To one of her good friends. A warm, sweet,
kind hearted woman. And she was sitting here lusting over
He needed to say something. Ask her how she was. Get her
water or... something. He opened his mouth to ask if she was okay. What he
actually managed to say was, "Holy shit."
Gia laughed, a deep, rich chuckle that he felt rumble
through her. "Yep. That about sums it up. I don't remember the last time I
got off with my pants still on."
Now it was his turn to laugh. "Yeah, me neither. In
fact, I would go so far as to say never."
"Really? Now that's just sad. Everyone should have some
good sexual craziness in their lives."
"Well, this tops my list."
"So, is this really what you came here for? Cuz' if I'd
known, I might have taken my pants off first. Would've made things a little
easier. And probably less messy for you."
He looked deep into her eyes, trying to figure out if she
was being serious or just blowing this off with sarcasm. "Would you
really? If I'd told you I was coming over because the only thing I could think
about was seeing your nipple rings, would you have simply shown me?"
She cocked her head to one side, giving him a little smirk
and a flip response. "Well, you'll never know now, will you? But, you've
seen them anyway. Satisfied?"
"For now. What about you?"
She pushed him back far enough that she could hop off the
bed. The jiggle of her boobs, still pushed up by the bra underneath them made
his dick stir in the sticky heat of his pants. He almost groaned when she
tugged the bra into place before turning back to face him.
She smirked at him. "For now. So, Josh. What is this
all about? You show up here, get a tat, kiss me then tell me to forget it. You
flirt with me at the beach, stare at my boobs when you hear I'm pierced then
pop in to kiss me again. Is this some sort of weird sexual experimentation?
Because you're supposed to do this when you're in college, not when you're an
adult and engaged to someone else."
She slipped her shirt over her head, grabbing his and
throwing it back to him while she spoke. He tugged it on, leaving it loose and
still mostly unbuttoned. Rather than answer her, he decided to ask his own
question. "Did it turn you on?"
She cocked her head to one side and lifted one eyebrow in
answer.
He chuckled. "Not right now. I already know the answer
to that. At the beach, when I was... flirting with you. When I looked at you.
Did it turn you on?"
She looked at the wall behind his head, so he pressed.
"I know something did. I watched your nipples tighten and press against
your bikini top. Was that because you were talking about the rings... or
because I was looking."
Suddenly she seemed intent on straightening out her clothes.
He knew she was considering, debating what to tell him. Being a lawyer he knew
enough about stall tactics to recognize one when he saw it. Decision made she
finally looked back at him, meeting his eyes again.
"You."
"Good. Then we're even."
"Great... so what now?"
He searched his head for answers, trying to find an
explanation that she would find plausible and coming up short. Instead he said,
"I don't know."
She shrugged her shoulders at him, wearing that little smirk
he was so used to seeing.
"Well, then let's chalk this up to an impulsive act by
a man driven to distraction by nipple rings."
Hearing the dismissal in her words, Josh turned to go. There
was more to say, lots more, but nothing she would believe, or even understand.
He stopped at the door, still searching for the words. He turned just in time
to see her back disappearing into her office door. Josh spun around and left,
feeling somehow defeated despite what had just happened.
* * * *
Gia went back to her office. She had paperwork to finish and
she needed the distraction anyway. If she let herself, her mind would simply
replay every kiss, every touch of her little interlude with Josh. Either that
or she would tear herself apart with guilt.
He was engaged. To one of her good friends. A warm, sweet,
kind hearted woman. And she was sitting here lusting over
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