and pulled her back. Eve didn’t want to fight. Still, when she leaned against his chest she didn’t relax. She held part of her weight away from him with the use of her stomach muscles.
Thwap ! Murphy slapped her thigh, catching her completely off guard. She gasped at the stinging heat spreading through her leg.
“Stop trying to hold yourself back from me, Eve. That's not how this works.” That stern in-command voice had returned and Eve swore she literally felt some of her resistance melting away. She sighed into him, giving in to the need to be close. In a few minutes she would compose herself and go home, but for now she would take advantage of what he offered and asked for. Besides, he’d begun working his magical fingers on her hips, thighs, and belly. Maybe there was hope for that orgasm after all. Certainly the need for release was what had her guts twisted in a knot.
Before long, he’d created a state of euphoria in her that led her to a point halfway between the need pulsing between her legs and the almost overpowering desire to sleep. Then his hands touched her breasts and the simmering flame leaped to a small fire.
“I know, Eve, I know. There isn’t a doubt in my mind about what you need. But you have walls. Thick ones that you need to let down. So, until you’re ready to tell us what you want, really tell us, you can’t have it.”
His thumb and forefinger pressed on her sensitive nipples at the end of his statement, and Eve cried out. Not from pain. No, she loved the way he gently tormented her. Her cries had to do with her inability to voice the need they’d created in her. She jumped from Murphy’s lap, her embarrassment briefly lost in the face of her desire to escape.
“I have to go.” She grabbed her clothes from the floor and rushed to the dressing room without a glance back at Murphy. Once there, she closed and locked the door and hurriedly dressed. The quicker she got out, the quicker she could make sense of what had happened today.
Five minutes later Eve unlocked and opened the door a fraction, looking to see if Murphy had followed her. When she saw no one, she breathed a sigh of relief. He’d obviously decided to let her go. She opened the door, rushed to her desk, and grabbed her purse.
Now all she had to do was make it out the door without either one of them catching her and she’d be home free.
“Where are you going?”
Shit.
She didn’t want to turn around and face Chase. Not yet. Until she had her emotions under control, she was entirely too vulnerable. After an hour with her battery-operated boyfriend and about eight hours of sleep, then maybe she'd be up to it. But now? No way.
“I’m going home for the night.” She did her best to hide the quaver in her voice and prayed he’d leave it at that.
Chase grabbed her arm and led her down the corridor toward the exit without another word. At the door, he backed her into the wall and bracketed her face with his hands. He seared her clear down to her soul with the hunger in his gaze before lowering his lips to hers. With the angry demeanor and the tense lines she'd seen on his face, she expected a rough taking of her mouth. Wanted it even.
Instead his lips slid across hers softly, sending shivers of sensation straight to her stomach and other warm places in her body. He took the time to taste and learn before his tongue dipped inside, coaxing her mouth open. The deeper he went, the weaker Eve felt, until her knees wobbled and she thought her legs would give out.
The warm, soothing kiss acted like a balm to her frazzled nerves. She’d begun to tumble into a well of helplessness after leaving Murphy as she recalled everything she’d endured. Although endured hardly suited how she’d felt. Everything they’d done made her want more until no matter what they did it wasn’t enough.
Now this kiss…
Chase delved deeper, increasingly forceful, until he’d begun to devour her where she stood. Tongue and teeth worked
Thwap ! Murphy slapped her thigh, catching her completely off guard. She gasped at the stinging heat spreading through her leg.
“Stop trying to hold yourself back from me, Eve. That's not how this works.” That stern in-command voice had returned and Eve swore she literally felt some of her resistance melting away. She sighed into him, giving in to the need to be close. In a few minutes she would compose herself and go home, but for now she would take advantage of what he offered and asked for. Besides, he’d begun working his magical fingers on her hips, thighs, and belly. Maybe there was hope for that orgasm after all. Certainly the need for release was what had her guts twisted in a knot.
Before long, he’d created a state of euphoria in her that led her to a point halfway between the need pulsing between her legs and the almost overpowering desire to sleep. Then his hands touched her breasts and the simmering flame leaped to a small fire.
“I know, Eve, I know. There isn’t a doubt in my mind about what you need. But you have walls. Thick ones that you need to let down. So, until you’re ready to tell us what you want, really tell us, you can’t have it.”
His thumb and forefinger pressed on her sensitive nipples at the end of his statement, and Eve cried out. Not from pain. No, she loved the way he gently tormented her. Her cries had to do with her inability to voice the need they’d created in her. She jumped from Murphy’s lap, her embarrassment briefly lost in the face of her desire to escape.
“I have to go.” She grabbed her clothes from the floor and rushed to the dressing room without a glance back at Murphy. Once there, she closed and locked the door and hurriedly dressed. The quicker she got out, the quicker she could make sense of what had happened today.
Five minutes later Eve unlocked and opened the door a fraction, looking to see if Murphy had followed her. When she saw no one, she breathed a sigh of relief. He’d obviously decided to let her go. She opened the door, rushed to her desk, and grabbed her purse.
Now all she had to do was make it out the door without either one of them catching her and she’d be home free.
“Where are you going?”
Shit.
She didn’t want to turn around and face Chase. Not yet. Until she had her emotions under control, she was entirely too vulnerable. After an hour with her battery-operated boyfriend and about eight hours of sleep, then maybe she'd be up to it. But now? No way.
“I’m going home for the night.” She did her best to hide the quaver in her voice and prayed he’d leave it at that.
Chase grabbed her arm and led her down the corridor toward the exit without another word. At the door, he backed her into the wall and bracketed her face with his hands. He seared her clear down to her soul with the hunger in his gaze before lowering his lips to hers. With the angry demeanor and the tense lines she'd seen on his face, she expected a rough taking of her mouth. Wanted it even.
Instead his lips slid across hers softly, sending shivers of sensation straight to her stomach and other warm places in her body. He took the time to taste and learn before his tongue dipped inside, coaxing her mouth open. The deeper he went, the weaker Eve felt, until her knees wobbled and she thought her legs would give out.
The warm, soothing kiss acted like a balm to her frazzled nerves. She’d begun to tumble into a well of helplessness after leaving Murphy as she recalled everything she’d endured. Although endured hardly suited how she’d felt. Everything they’d done made her want more until no matter what they did it wasn’t enough.
Now this kiss…
Chase delved deeper, increasingly forceful, until he’d begun to devour her where she stood. Tongue and teeth worked
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