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My stillness caught her interest, and soon after, she glanced at me once more.
“Gabe,” she began with a whisper. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
I leaned back in the chair again, casually tossing my right arm over the back of it. “Like what?”
Fiona cast an anxious glance towards my open office door. I’d made my desire too transparent. It’s one of the hazards of being a man.
“What if…” she began, as she leaned in towards me still whispering. “Well, what if Holly comes in? It’s not really appropriate.”
I nodded. “Fiona, you’re absolutely right. Holly!”
Fiona’s eyes widened. She leaned away from me as fast as she could, straightened her posture and her clothing. Just then, Holly’s shadow fell across the entrance and a moment or so later, she appeared in the doorway.
“Yes? Did you call me?”
“I did. Close the door will you, my sweet?”
Holly smiled and answered with quick nod. “Of course.”
“Lock it first,” I added.
Without changing her expression or missing a beat, she did as I asked and clicked the lock prior to pulling the door closed behind her. Afterward, I did a half-turn back towards Fiona.
“Better?”
She cocked her head at me in suspicion. “No. In fact, it’s worse. I’m really not comfortable, Gabe. Now please, if you’d like to discuss work, I’m happy to. But if not, I’d rather just get back to the lab.”
“Oh I see…” I said as I gestured towards the door with my chin. “You’re afraid you won’t be able to control yourself. Now that you’ve got me right where you want me. Is that it? That’s it, isn’t it?”
“I’m not sleeping with you in the middle of the day in your office, Gabe. If that’s what you’re insinuating.”
“How about a blowjob then?”
“Uh! No!”
Fiona’s face wrinkled with frustration and a bit of anger. She slammed her planner closed and began to get up from her chair. I grabbed her arm at the wrist, startling her in the process.
“Where are you going?” I asked. “I never said you could leave.”
Fiona’s hair swished in front of her eyes as she snapped her head in my direction. She glared at my fingers for a moment. Her chest heaved with labored breath.
I softened my grip a fraction and made a slow swipe across the top of her hand with my thumb. As I did, I studied her breath once more. Where moments earlier it threatened to flare up in defiance, it grew softer, slower. I stood from my chair, unfolding the rest of my fingers and dragging them up the length of her arm. I drew in close to her neck, inhaling her scent.
Fiona pressed her head into me and the soft blond strands of her hair draped across my face.
“Gabe, please don’t,” she began with a whisper. “I’m scared.”
FIONA
“Of what?” he asked, as he curled the tips of his long fingers under my chin. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, Fiona.”
My eyelids fluttered closed as he caressed my jawline. It was then I felt the familiar urge swell within me. Gabe pressed his lips into mine and he swallowed me into his arms with powerful embrace. I almost couldn’t wait to taste him once again. But as I resisted with my mind, my lips gave in with a weak defense and parted, allowing his tongue inside. I sensed myself slip away into him as he pressed his body against mine.
No, no, no!
“Mmm, mmm,” I began, as I struggled to break myself free of him. At last I did, begging. “Gabe, I can’t, please. Don’t make me.”
He leaned away from me. I was almost certain I’d angered him with my refusal. Instead he looked at me, his face softened with a look of reassurance.
“Would you like to leave, Fiona?” Gabe’s voice carried no hint of frustration or anger. He merely asked a question.
I licked my lips, desperate to savor him across my tongue once more. Crossing my arms in front of my body, I tugged at my sleeves and swallowed my hands completely within them.
“Oh,” he said as he glanced down at my cotton-covered fingers. “This is serious, isn’t it?”
I shook my head, doing my best to deny him the satisfaction of seeing me smile. “No. That’s not going to work. You can’t charm me into this.”
“Into what?” he said with a shrug. “If you’d like to go, please, feel free.”
“I didn’t say I wanted to go. I just said…”
Gabe stepped back towards me. “What are you saying, Fiona? That you don’t want me to do this?”
As he finished speaking, Gabe reached toward my face, cradling my entire jaw in his hands before kissing me once again. My body flexed stiff at first as I tried to resist. But, as the seconds ticked by, rigidness gave way to softness as I drifted towards him. Just then Gabe widened his stance so that both of his feet were on the outside of mine. Taking measured steps, he began to guide me backwards in the direction of the couch. I wanted to stop him but I didn’t want to release his lips from mine.
