Chapter 14
KATE
He tilted his head, kissing my neck and the upper part of my breasts. His lips made me shiver. I didn't want to stop. He kissed every inch of exposed skin on my breasts before removing my bra and tearing it along with my shirt. His hand grabbed one of my breasts, covering and massaging it, making me moan.
"Open your eyes," he whispered.
I kept them closed, trying to avoid reality and prevent my conscience from forbidding me to do this. If I opened them, I don't know if I could hold back. I knew I shouldn't be doing this. I had to stop. But I didn't want to. I resisted.
I felt his wet mouth take my nipple, sucking forcefully. Damn it. It felt so good. He lightly bit it, making me moan.
"Look at me..."
No.
Sliding his hands to the hem of my skirt, he lifted it to my waist while still playing with one of my nipples under his tongue. My thoughts were all scattered. I couldn't contain my moans anymore.
One of his hands slowly slid down my inner thighs, sending shivers through me. When I felt him press against my clit through the fabric of my panties, I let out a long moan. He reacted by pulling the lace forcefully, tearing it against my sensitive skin. Damn, that almost drove me crazy.
His fingers pressed a bit harder, causing my head to fall back, gasping for breath, as he made gentle circular movements. Damn it! He slid a bit more, to my entrance, and pushed a finger inside me.
God! He pushed deeper before pulling back slowly. His mouth was still teasing my breasts alternately. His hot, wet tongue on my skin was my downfall.
I was trying to catch my breath, feeling like the air was escaping my lungs. He seemed so hungry as if he needed this. As if, like me, he'd only wanted that since the last time we'd seen each other. I wished it were true.
His mouth and fingers disappeared, only to grab my thighs next. He lifted me off the table, putting my legs around his waist. I was forced to put my arms around his neck to avoid falling. I had to open my eyes and met his gaze. Damn it.
I stared at his sexy expression, his swollen lips, and his blue eyes that seemed dark with desire. I felt an overwhelming urge to make him moan in my mouth, touch every part of his body, and suck and lick every inch of his skin. I realized how everything happened so fast, and now I was practically naked in his arms.
He took me to one of the sofas and laid me down, never breaking eye contact. I closed my eyes again. I wanted him inside me, but I shouldn't. I felt his forehead against mine and his lips brushing against mine.
"Why the hell don't you want to look me in the eyes? You did that all day. Why can't you do it now?"
I didn't know what to say. Or what to do. I should just leave. Run away, because this is wrong. "I've been waiting for this all day, Kate."
What? Did he wait all day? His hands slid over my breasts and ribs; one of them stopped at my waist, squeezing; the other one went further down, rubbing my clit. I arched my back and gripped the sofa tightly. He pushed a finger inside me again. I wanted to ask for his cock. I wanted to tell him to fuck me. I wanted to tell him how much I wanted him. But I couldn't. I should leave, run away. His thumb teased my clit, and he added another finger inside me. Then, I forgot everything else. My muscles clenched inside me, begging for more. God!
"Please..."
He moaned in approval, bringing my body closer to the edge. His fingers increased the pace, and his mouth took my breast with determination. He sucked hard. My legs started to tremble with the intensity of his movements. I writhed on the sofa, holding back a scream with my arm.
"Yes. Good girl," he whispered.
I was dazed. He removed his fingers from me, kissed between my breasts, and then his weight disappeared. What? How could he do that so quickly? I opened my eyes to see what he was doing. He stood up and walked to his desk, taking something from a drawer. He was coming towards me, opening a condom package with his teeth.
And the image brought me back to my senses. I realized the mess I had just made. I was almost naked, lying on a sofa in my boss's office. He had just made me come, and now he intended to fuck me. I panicked. The place must have cameras. What if someone is watching this? Damn it!
It's my job. It's what will make me grow and achieve everything I want. Damn it! What am I doing? Wake up, Kate! You should be ashamed. He sat on the sofa between my legs, taking off his belt. I got up, pulling down my skirt.
"Kate?"
I got up in a hurry, and went to the desk, still feeling weak in my legs. I put on my blouse, leaving only two buttons closed. I picked up my bra from the table. I turned around, finding his perplexed gaze, before fleeing towards the door.
"What do you think you're doing? What the hell?" he growled when I opened the door.
I went to my desk, grabbed my blazer and my bag. I ran towards the elevator, pressing the button insistently for the doors to open.
"Kate! Don't do this!"
I saw him leave his office; he was almost catching up to me, but the doors opened, luckily for me. My last sight before the doors closed was him walking towards me, looking irritated.
Alone in the elevator, I took a deep breath, regaining my composure. I looked at my reflection in the wall mirror. Messy hair, wrinkled clothes, and bra in hand. Damn it! I looked at the ceiling, searching for the camera. What the hell! Whoever sees this will have a lot to imagine. I put the bra in my bag. I closed the buttons of my blouse and tied my hair.
What did I just do? I left him in that state right after he made me come. He couldn't be happy about that. Damn it. What madness. I caught myself smiling. This is not funny, Kate. Yes, it is.
When I got out of the elevator, I only saw two security guards at the reception. They glanced at me. I hurriedly went down the building's stairs, praying to find a taxi soon. I walked down the street, avoiding staying in front of Ryan. All I needed was to be home, as safe as possible, far away from Ryan.
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