0 comments/ 13167 views/ 3 favorites Blindfolded Surprise By: Jeanttesome She lay quietly on the bed. Naked. Eyes covered with a silken blindfold. A soft breeze through the window moving over her nakedness causing her to shiver slightly. She waited. Her lover had said he would return, as he gently placed the blindfold on her eyes after silently undressing her. Then she felt the bed move as he sat down beside her. She held her breath for an instant in anticipation of what was to come. Then softly released it. She felt a light touch upon her arm. Something light and soft moved up her arm from her wrist. Making circles as it moved towards her shoulder. It wasn't a touch of fingers or hand but something more. She smiled in recognition, a feather. As the feather trailed up her arm it was followed by a trail of kisses, small nibbling kisses up her arm and then onto her neck. Moving upwards until those lips touched hers. A soft sweet kiss. It deepened, as those lips tasted hers. Nibbling. The tip of a tongue running along her lips. She sighed softly. The lips left hers and began a downward journey. A hand caressed her breast. Softly the fingers moved in circles around her nipple until one brushed over the tip of it. She moaned as the nipple hardened to the touch. Then his mouth closed over it. Drawing it inside. She felt his hand move lower down her body, gently parting her legs he slid a finger slowly into her already slick pussy, proof of the aroused state she was already in. Slowly he moved his finger in and out and then using his thumb he rubbed gently against her clit. A low moan escaped her lips and she shivered. He continued to suck her nipple, drawing it again and again into his mouth. She felt him move her legs wider apart and then a tongue licked along the length of her pussy lips. She gasped. There was someone else there in the room. A mouth was still sucking on her nipples. First one and then the other. And now another was sucking on her clit. Another tongue licking along the lips to her pussy. Other fingers rubbing and then entering her lips, first one then two. Sliding in and out of the wetness. "What...w w who..." She stumbled over the words. Pleasure making it had to speak. Her mouth was dry. "Shhhhhhhh," he said. A finger at her lips. "Enjoy." She relaxed, giving herself up to the sensations that the two mouths were bringing to her. Her pussy was now very wet. The combination of the sucking on her clit, alternated with long strokes of a tongue and the fingers moving in and out were beginning to cause her to shudder slightly. An orgasm imminent. The other mouth continued to suck and lick at her nipples. Now very hard and beginning to tingle. Suddenly she arched her body. The sensations building and now peaking. She cried out. The orgasm moving through her body in waves of pleasure. The mouths continued, sucking, licking. A finger seeking the hard bud of her clit. She arched again. Another wave of pleasure as a second orgasm hit her body. Her breathing fast. She cried out again. Hands gripping the cover on the bed as she shuddered. Then they stopped. As if to allow her time to catch her breath. There were soon four hands caressing her body. Fingers trailing down the inside of her thighs and at the same time soft circles were being drawn on her skin around her nipples. Her breathing slowed and she lay still wondering what was to happen next. She felt someone get off the bottom of the bed and then sit down again near her shoulders. Then she felt a kiss on her lips. She could taste herself on those lips. A soft kiss that deepened. Full of passion and promise of more to come. A hand touched hers and lifted it, placing it on skin not her own. She lightly moved her hand over it, enjoying the feel of the softness beneath her fingers. The blindfold heightening the sense of touch. Then she felt it. The definite shape of a female breast. She stopped. Recognition dawning on her. The other person in the room was a woman. Her mystery 2nd lover was a woman. Realizing her uncertainty, the woman placed her hand over hers. Holding it to her breast as if to reassure that everything was okay and not to be scared. The hand was moved to the stranger's nipple leaving the next decision up to the blindfolded woman. Whether it was the passion or the anticipation of the unknown she didn't know but she began to rub the nipple under her fingers. Rolling it between her index finger and thumb, enjoying the sigh from the other woman as the nipple hardened with her touch. The lips returned to her mouth and the kisses started softly soon becoming passion filled, tongues meeting. Lips nibbling. Hands moving over each other bodies. She sensed he was sitting back and watching. Enjoying the sight of his woman, exploring another woman's body. That thought turned her on. That he was watching as her hands moved over the other woman's breasts. The hand was then back on hers. Moving it lower, until her fingers touched the other woman's pussy lips. There was no hesitation from her. She was wanting to experience it all and eagerly moved her fingers along those lips. Where she touched was warm and moist. She slid a finger inside, then two. A sigh escaped her lover as she began to move her fingers in and out in a rhythm. Knowing what she liked made it easy to pleasure another woman. She rubbed her thumb over the clitoris, feeling the little bud harden at her touch. Then she found a nipple at her mouth. Continuing to finger her lover's pussy she sucked the nipple into her mouth. Marveling at the difference in a woman's nipple to a mans. So much larger and more responsive. She sucked on it, alternating between that and licking, something she liked herself. It became obvious her lover did too as she grew wetter and low moans escaped her lips. She suddenly had an overwhelming desire to taste the other woman's pussy. To put her tongue inside her and experience giving the other woman pleasure. " I need to ..." she started unsure of the words to use. "I need to taste you." Quickly the other woman changed position and moving onto the bed she moved astride her head, holding onto the headboard so that her pussy was just above the blindfolded woman's head. Tentatively she raised her head, extending her tongue until it came into contact with the lips of her lover's pussy. She licked and tasted. Experiencing something for the first time, she used her tongue to lick the length of those lips and then sucked on the clit. Using the same strokes and touches that she herself liked. Then she felt a tongue on her own pussy. She had almost forgotten the man was in the room. What a weird sensation, having her own pussy licked as she licked another. Strange but deeply arousing. Reaching up, she plunged two fingers then three into her pussy all the while continuing to lick and suck, sensing the other woman was moving close to cumming. She herself was becoming increasingly aroused. Her other lover, the man, was doing the same thing to her. Plunging three fingers inside her while he sucked on her clit. She was getting close to cumming herself. She felt him move away and was disappointed until she felt him thrust his now very hard cock inside her, seeking his release as well as her own. He withdrew to the tip and then plunged in again and again. She continued to lick and suck at the pussy of her lover, fingers furiously working in and out. The two sensations of being pleasure and pleasuring were building inside her feelings and sensations she had never had. Suddenly the woman above her cried out, reaching her orgasm loudly, shuddering as the waves hit her. In that instant the man while continuing to thrust in and out of her touched her clit with his thumb and that was enough to send her spiraling to another orgasm. The pulsing spasms in her pussy clamping on his cock, triggering his own orgasm and they both cried out at the same time as the waves of pleasure surged thru them both. Sated they all collapsed together on the bed. She in the middle, her lovers one on either side. Limbs entwined, as their bodies recovered from the intense pleasure they had experienced together. She felt her blindfold being removed; then opened her eyes slowly to allow them to adjust the light of the room. Turning first to the left she kissed her lover, the man and whispered, "Thank you." Then she turned to the right to see for the first time the woman with who she had shared such an intense and intimate experience. She gasped. It was her best friend. She leaned forward and kissed her "I never realized," she said. Her lover, the woman, just smiled and kissed her back. Blindfolded Surprise My boyfriend told me had a sexy surprise for me that night. He didn't say what it was, which made me squirm with anticipation while we had a few gin and tonics at the bar after dinner. I'm 5'11", striking blonde hair, perfect sized breasts for my height, and I keep myself in good shape. He's 6'1", short blond hair, and an athletically trim body. We've been having great sex for the past few months, but said he wanted to do something special for me tonight. When we entered his place, he dimmed the lights, lit some candles and put on some mood music. I smiled and winked when he lit the candles, because I had dropped some hints about how I liked a little candle wax to spice things up. That must be what he had in mind for tonight. He held me close and kissed me tenderly. My hands started to roam his shoulders and I started to kiss him harder, but he stopped and said, "Hold on." He led me by the hand into the den, where the coffee table was already pulled to the side and the futon was laid on the floor in front of the couch (we had done that before so we could have sex in front of the TV). He then reached onto the side table and held up a scarf. I was already tingling with excitement -- we had never used a blindfold before, but I had told him that I liked it. He looked me in my eyes and said, "Do you trust me?" I gulped and replied, "Yes." He then placed the scarf over my eyes as a blindfold and tied it securely behind my head. He told me not to touch him, as he slowly undressed me. Being blindfolded and only feeling the movement of his fingers over the outside of my clothing was quite erotic. The blouse came off, then the skirt. Then he very slowly lowered my panties, but was careful not to touch my pussy, which was aching for his touch. As I stepped out of my underwear he also removed my shoes. As he stood back up he slowly traced his fingers up the sides of my legs; I assumed he would touch my pussy but he just kept going up my sides (that little tease!) until he grazed the outside of my bra at the nipples. He unclasped the bra and removed it. I was now standing naked and blindfolded. He helped me get down and lie on my back on the futon. I could feel him kneel over my torso, then he kissed me. He was holding my hands above my head with one of his hands as he kissed me passionately. The next thing I know he had another scarf wrapped around my wrists! He stopped kissing me and tied my wrists together and then to the couch leg so that my hands were secured above my head. It was disconcerting at first, but I quickly relaxed and enjoyed the feeling at being totally at his mercy. He went back to licking my neck and ear as he lightly fondled my breasts. He then moved further down my body. But instead of fingering me, he pressed my legs together and wrapped another scarf around my knees, holding my legs together! Unfair! I was so annoyed, yet turned on. I wanted him to touch me there, but he apparently had other plans. My nipples were so hard when he finally tweaked them with his hands. I moaned as he took one nipple in his mouth and bit it lightly. He knows I like that. "Your nipples are soooo hard," he said as he kept sucking and nibbling them, alternating every minute or so between each nipple. I instinctively tried to pull my hands down so I could touch him (or myself!), but they were tied securely. It felt strange to have my legs tied together -- my body so wanted to spread my legs apart and rub my groin into his body. He kept licking my breasts and abdomen, and fed me a finger to suck on, which I did eagerly. He paused a bit; I couldn't hear what was going on above the music, but he must have been undressing, because the next thing I felt was his semi-hard cock against my cheek. I turned my head and scooped it up in my mouth. I sucked him to hardness. He said things like, "Yes, that's good, make me hard, suck my cock." But he didn't let me suck him for long, and he went back to sucking my nipples. My legs were squirming, trying to create some friction between my thighs without me even thinking about it. In what little space I could create between my legs by straining against the knee scarf, he moved a hand down there and barely touched the outside of my pussy. I yearned for more, but he just made his two fingers very wet (the whole area was dripping!), and moved them up and rubbed them on my nipples, then went back to licking them. The thought of him licking my pussy juice off of my nipples made my nipples even harder. Finally, he moved down and I felt his hands untie the knee scarf. He still held my legs together with his hands, then he said in a firm voice, "OK, you can spread your legs wide NOW." After having my legs closed for such a long time during his forelplay, just the act of spreading them apart was a joy. He wasted no time diving in; he spread my lips with his hand, and gently started to flick my clit. I was worked up so much that I started to cum; the orgasm built up very quickly and caught me by surprise. I was breathing quickly and my back arched as I let out a strained groan. He stopped licking while my hips shuttered. I figured he would fuck me now, but when my breathing finally subsided to a normal level, he resumed his tounge lashing of my pussy and clit. This time he put two fingers inside my pussy. It just made me want his cock there. He didn't stick them in far, but he rubbed the front inside of my pussy while he licked around my clit. I could feel the heat starting to build up in me again. His other hand was rubbing one of my nipples, pinching and pulling on them hard. It felt so good. Then I realized that it wasn't his hand! He had one hand inside me and the other was holding my lips apart so he could lick my clit -- there must be someone else in the room! I was full of a weird combination of shock and mild anger, but also of complete eroticism of the thought of someone else seeing me like this and making me feel good. Here I was, blindfolded and tied up and completely exposed for someone else to enjoy. I felt a hand on each breast and nipple, pinching them. Then I realized there were four hands on my upper body. Stroking my breasts, my arms, my hair, the side of my face. I could tell that two of the hands had nails and were probably a woman's hands. Meanwhile my boyfriend was licking my clit faster and faster. I got lost in a world of hands and touch as I concentrated on the head building in my groin. "Oh Yes! Right there!" I said as I started to get close to my second orgasm. My boyfriend recognized the signs and stopped licking me. The hands were also removed from my body. The next thing I know his cock was pushing against my pussy. He groaned as he entered me so easily. He lay on top of me and said, "You are so fucking hot," and he kissed me, so I knew it was him. He then lifted my ass up and slid a pillow underneath me, and shifted down so that he was sort of in a kneeling position. The angle of his cock was a little different in this position, I think it was hitting my G-spot. I was already close to orgasm when he started to fuck me hard. "Oh Yeah", I kept saying, "hard like that." He was getting into a rhythm as someone untied my hands. The strangers must have been on either side of me, because each one now held a hand of mine by my sides, fingers entertwined. It was more of a tender hold rather than a restraining one. All I could think of was the tension about to burst into an orgasm; I held onto their hands tightly as my boyfriend made a few final quick thrusts. As if on cue the strangers' mouths both landed on my nipples and bit them at the same time, sending me totally over the edge. My body started to convulse in the most amazing orgasm. I wanted to scream but the first wave of the orgasm was so strong I couldn't make a sound for some reason. The second wave hit me strong but smoothly, and I let out a long moan with each breath. My convulsions and breathing started to slow down. The strangers stopped biting my nipples, but held onto my hands tightly. My boyfriend apparently was already close to orgasm when I came, because he only needed a few more strokes until he moaned, "Oh yeah-- here it comes, here it comes... AAAAAAAAH!" One final deep thrust and he held firm inside me. I could feel each pulse of his cock as he spurted his cum inside me. As his breathing subsided, the strangers re-tied my hands above my head. My boyfriend lay down on top of me for many minutes. I could feel the layer of sweat between our bodies. Eventually he got off of me. I could barely make out some voices, then the sound of a door closing. He untied my hands and removed my blindfold -- my boyfriend was the only other person in the room. "That was amazing," I said. We cuddled naked on the futon. I enjoyed finally being able to rub his shoulders and body with my hands. "So, who were those people?" I asked. He smiled at me, kissed me, and said, "you know one of them... but I'll never tell." Blindfolded Surprise This is a BDSM story inspired by my ex whom I loved dearly. I have been writing for years but this is the first time I have published my work. I would like it to be free on the Changeling Encounters page if you like my work. My name is Breanna Redman and I live in the Australian Capital Territory, Australia. I am 18 years old but have always loved words and the power they have. I find my writing is therapeutic for me and I hope that you like my story enough to publish it. It is called Blindfolded Surprise and is about an employee taking advantage of his employer's dark little secret because he is desperately in love with her. It is a one of a kind story with no follow up stories with the characters. I am new to the publishing world and would love to have the opportunity to be able to show off my work. I am willing to do anything to promote my stories but might need a little guidance in that area. Thank you for reading my story even if you don't publish it! He slid his hand up her thigh marvelling at the softness underneath his eager and wanting hand. She moved restlessly under his attention yearning to take this to a more private place than the Blackout Bar they were currently occupying. Although, this would mean that she would have to trust this stranger completely, as the rules of the bar state: man's choice and women blindfolded. Skimming his other hand up her arm raising goose bumps in his wake, he made his way to her neck placing a light kiss where the pad of his thumb was a second ago. Whispering in her ear all he expected to take from her, making her body shiver with anticipation of what was to come. She moved into his touch, like a virgin keen to explore all he could offer her, wanting to beg but knowing that it was forbidden adding to the excitement of the game. A game she volunteered to play without restraint or hesitation, contrasting completely with her mundane everyday life. No one knew her fondness for submission, only herself and the unfamiliar men at the club. He scraped his teeth along her earlobe earning him another shiver as a reward. He loved that he could give and receive pleasure without having to concern himself about who the woman was. She was so responsive beneath his hands that he couldn't help but order her to get on her knees right there in the club. The chance of someone noticing what was happening making the entire scene that much sweeter for the both of them. He knew her type and what they craved, realising not for the first time just how perfect this place was for him. As she knelt in front of him he ran his fingers through her hair, the only touch that is to be soft for the entire night. She sat patiently like the good sub she should be, making him ponder why she didn't have a master. Turning his thoughts to more dark and dangerous places he studied her under the quick flashes of light the dance floor strobe could offer. She was stunning. His eyes travelled down her body studying her with growing pleasure. She could feel his heated gaze travelling over her body. Caressing her flesh as he mentally undressed her. Tonight was going to be perfect for both of them, she could feel it in the way they stroked each other's desire. She waited for him to make his next move loving that she couldn't tell what it would be. He wrapped his fist in her hair, knowing that soon he would be in that gorgeous mouth had made him particularly hard. He could feel himself straining against the well-used denim of his favourite jeans. Craving the wet heat he knew that sweet mouth could offer he undid his pants slowly, making sure she recognised the sound and its significance to her role. Hearing the familiar sound of pants being undone she sucked in her breath and opened her mouth in welcome. She sat waiting for what felt like forever; this she knew was deliberate to test her patience and abilities. Finally she felt him start to feed his hard cock into her mouth. Opening her mouth wider to accommodate him she was surprised by his impressive length and width. With a self-satisfied smile he buried his entire length into her amazing mouth. Groaning at the delightful feel of her, he started to thrust slowly in and out of her mouth. Smiling again when he felt her gag around him but not stopping, enjoying the suction she created too much. He pulled out suddenly forcing her back into the position she started in making sure she knew exactly where her place was in this entire situation. He pulled her up roughly by her shirt, popping a few of the buttons as he went. He directed her out of the club as fast as he could not wanting to waste another moment in the club when he could be inside her delicious body. All curves and angles, he knew instinctively that she would photograph well. He thought to himself whether he should risk her knowing who he was just so he could photograph her but pushed the thought aside and as quickly as the thought came it was gone again. He drove as fast as he could, pushing the speed limit the whole way back to his house. He slammed his brakes on as he reached his destination, not apologising for abrupt jolt, as he knew he should. She felt him move about the car her desire soaring as the minutes flew past. And finally she was in his room being shoved onto a comfy bed, losing herself for just a moment within the silky sheets forgetting the reason she was there in the first place. Enjoying the sensation of it until he placed his hands on her body, urging her to submit, to be possessed by him and him only tonight. Pressing kisses to her flesh he memorised every inch. Knowing which key spots to press to make her body sing to him. To make the sounds he so desperately wanted to hear come from her mouth. She bowed beneath his touches arching up to him. Begging him silently to take all she could offer and in that moment he wanted nothing else. She hated that he was taking his time instead of taking her. She had never felt her need to be possessed so intensely before. Driving her to the limit before she started breaking rules to get to a pleasure she knew was hers. It was as if she was being pulled towards a fulfilment so complete she would give anything to just to own it for a short time. Finally he had her exactly as he wanted her, spread out, vulnerable and wanting. Nudging her thighs apart just a little more he nestled his body up against her, brushing his hard cock against her clit making her whimper. He knew she had never wanted this as bad before spreading a smug smile across his handsome face. He rubbed her again making them both groan, he could feel how wet she was and the evidence glistened on his tip. She arched up and he slid in at the same time as if it was rehearsed. They both groaned at the exquisite pleasure of pure lust. He slammed into her loving how tight and wet she was. Sheathing himself to the hilt. Despite the slight marring from the condom he could feel her heat seeping into him. The feeling of her, making him go faster, driving them to gratification the way he knew they both needed. Sometimes you just need to fuck and be fucked; this was definitely one of those times. She felt him stretch her in the best way, forcing her to accept him. She loved moments like these, when she was being used for their pleasure making hers so much sweeter at the end. She could feel her climax starting from her toes, creeping up her like a sexual fog claiming her as his. She scratched up his back as she started to come, clenching her muscles down on him urging him to climax. He rolled his hips and plunged into her as he came hard and fast spurting into her tight lithe body. As it started to slow he thrust lightly as they rode their orgasms together. He slowly slid out of her groaning as her body protested in the most obvious way. He pulled her to him resting her lightly on him as he enjoyed the afterglow of great sex. As he lay, happily with the woman who had starred in his fantasies for months, he started to drift into a lazily sleep. She felt him relax with sleep as she sidled up to his body. Taking the blindfold off her eyes, she wondered who this man was. He had just given her the best orgasm of her life and she was more than a little curious. Looking up at him she studied him objectively, noting the perfectly bowed lips and strong jaw line with a days' worth of stubble. Suddenly she was struck with the thought that she knew this man. Then it hit her like a truck full of bricks, this was her bumbling assistant. The guy had a knack for screwing up her paperwork and appointments. In fact she had just applied for another one yesterday from the agency. Quietly and as quickly as she could she dressed herself and left the apartment. Heading home she wondered how it was she always managed to find guys that were incompatible. She knew who he was and she would be furious he thought to himself. This was not going to be pretty, he knew that she knew the minute he woke up to find her gone from his apartment. He had really screwed up this time and not just for her attention like he usually did at work. Expecting to be fired he walked into the office with his head down low hoping that if she didn't see him she couldn't hate him for taking advantage of her kink. Today was going to be torture; especially after he found out he was being replaced on her request. Although in all fairness she had no idea who he was when she slept with him; that was the rules. He knew who she was and he took advantage of that fact, she should be the mad one but instead she felt guilty. The knowledge that he would be gone within the week gnawed at her. With her heart beating frantically in her ears she went to tell Jake that his replacement would be here within the week but as she approached him the words clogged in her throat, refusing to be spoken or swallowed. When he noticed her, the look in his eyes was enough to change her mind on the spot. She could see the disappointment, anger and desire warring with the hope she could see flickering every now and then. It was the hope that made her gut clench and attitude soften. He stiffened as she came closer he was such a fool. How could he of done this to her, she was so beautiful he had fallen in love with her the minute he'd stepped through the lobby doors and she'd been there to greet him and show him around. He could feel that she was meant to be with him and then last week he had gotten a call from Ross the owner of the Blackout Bar he frequented letting him know that she had turned up. He just couldn't miss the opportunity to show her that he can give her everything she could possibly need from a partner. But he had gotten there too late and he had to watch her leave with some other guy. He had tossed and turned the entire night worrying about her and whether she was being treated right. She gave him a stack of papers thinking to herself that if he didn't file them correctly she'd fire him. Yes he just needed a second chance to prove he was as good at the office as he was in bed. Just thinking about what he made her feel had given her shivers and made her nipples harden in eagerness for his attentions. She hurried back to her office hoping that no one had noticed her sudden change in mood that had left her eager and wanting. Jake had noticed Isabelle's sudden disappearance and smiled to himself knowing exactly why she left. He had to talk to her and find out what was going on with them. What had happened that night wasn't just a fluke or casual sex between co-workers. It meant something to him and he had wanted to prove that he could be everything she needed. He had wanted to prove to both himself and her all that he was. He had never explored his dominant side and that had added to the importance she had in his life and in his heart. Isabelle walked out of the office to see her assistant working harder than she's ever seen anyone work. Making sure that his desk was tidy and all his paperwork was up to date, all the mail was out, ready to be posted and her appointment book had also been updated. To say she was impressed was an understatement. She had honestly thought him incapable of handling the work that passed through her office every day. Maybe he could fulfil the job requirements after all. She offered a small smile in encouragement as she passed him on her way to the conference room for her weekly meeting. He watched her as she walked down the hall her long legs striding confidently across the tiles of the office floors. He was amazed at the grace she had especially walking in those shoes, they had to be four inch stiletto's and the only thing about her that wasn't a hundred per cent professional. They were leopard print today he was fond of the bold red ones she wore when she was in the mood to kick butt. To go with the shoes she wore a knee length black skirt that was fitted tightly and showed off her curvy figure making him admire the way her ass moved as her hips swayed back and forth enticing him to remember how they rocked in a similar motion as he pounded himself into her. Forcing his eyes upward he looked at her blouse, it was navy with buttons down the front, god how he wished he could undo those buttons to see what erotic underwear she had on. He knew that it usually matched her shoes and made him think about how wild she could get? Since she had left the office he had been smiling like a fool ever since. He had caught her smile and he knew deep down that he could win her over if he could just have some time. She thought about him as she walked to her meeting knowing that she probably wouldn't pay attention to a thing they all babbled about. She would get the memos later anyway so she treated herself to remembering what it felt like to have Jake as a lover. He could read her like an open book, knowing just when to push her and when to stop, how far she would go in the race to reach orgasm. He hadn't been as inventive as some of her other lovers but he had created balance. The entire time it was a flow of giving and taking between them making her believe that maybe there was more than just one orgasm in store for her. He wasn't at his desk when she came back, frowning she walked into her office to unexpectedly smell the enticing aroma of coffee. Looking for where it came from she saw him sitting at her desk as if he owned it and if she hadn't known that he didn't she would have believed he belong there. He sat confidently holding himself with an ease that came with knowing you were the dominant person in the room. She felt like prey being backed into a corner and maybe she was. He stood and took deliberately slow steps towards her until they were a tantalizing inch from touching. She was holding her breath wondering if he had plans to take her in her office risking both their jobs. He slid his hand gently over her cheek running his fingers across her luscious lips. Adoringly as if she would bolt at any minute and if she was honest with herself she probably would have. He had to touch her. Feel her responding to him the way he knew she would. He knew exactly what she was expecting and decided to make her wait. He needed to get control of himself though before all of his plans were ruined by his own lack of self-control. He pulled his hand away, straightened his back and walked out of the room without saying a word. She wouldn't come after him she was too proud and stubborn but he knew she ached for him. Isabelle paced the office wondering what his motive was. Damn him, he had gotten her all worked up for sex or even a kiss and he had just walked away. He didn't even say a word to her as if he was too important to explain himself or his actions. He would be trouble she could feel it in the way her body wanted him. The way her heart started to whisper forgotten wishes. She sighed to herself, drank the coffee he had gotten for her and ploughed into her work like a bull out of the chute at a rodeo. He packed up everything he had brought into work ready to go home. More than ready if the bulge in his pants was anything to go by. He couldn't wait to get home and have a cold shower before he relaxed and watched the game. The woman stirred him like crazy and it was tempting fate to stay any longer at the office. Just as he started walking down the hall to the elevator he heard somebody else walking towards him. At first he thought it was Marsha the other assistant on this level but the footsteps made a distinct sound one he recognised to be the temptress he had been trying not to ravish all afternoon. He groaned inwardly then being a gentleman held the doors for her. She was delighted when she realised she wouldn't have to wait for the next elevator at all thanks to her drop dead gorgeous assistant. God how she wanted to rip all the buttons from his expensive shirt as she explored his toned chest and abs. She could see it so clearly in her head that she made a sound of appreciation out loud by accident. Blushing furiously she tried to keep her thoughts on a PG rating but found it troubling that she couldn't seem to control herself. The smell of his cologne was amazing and subtly tickled at her nose. He smiled to himself when she gently moaned. He could have sworn he made the same noise when he undressed her mentally. He reached out his hand and took hers showing her that she was important. He turned to look at her and found she was staring at their hands. He gently tilted her face towards him and gave her the sweetest kiss he could manage considering how much he wanted to take her there and then. He knew that things would work out between them and life was only going to get better from here on out.