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“Is that so?” she asks sassily, and I worry she’s about to tease me. But instead she picks up the intensity, pushing my hand out of the way and licking my clit. She sucks on the sensitive bud and that is the thing that sends me flying over the edge. I’m seeing stars and praying to a god I don’t believe in when I finally orgasm all over my desk.
“Oh fuck!” I squeal, and Isabella takes the opportunity to lick one of the fingers that were in my pussy. Saving the other one finger from my pussy for me, letting me taste myself on her fingers. She forces her fingers in my mouth and I suck them both clean.
I can barely move, let alone feel my legs while I sit myself up on my desk. I watch as Isabella fixes her dress and steadies me. Leaning in for a kiss, it has the opposite effect. It is like each kiss makes me drunker from her. I am an alcoholic and Isabella is my drink of choice. A forbidden choice that I know I shouldn’t be tasting, but yet I just can’t stay away. Our tongues a mix of each other’s pussy juices. Somehow I am addicted to the taste of us mixing together.
“We, uh, better get out of here before someone finds us,” I whisper. The last thing I want to do is get caught with my pants down, literally.
“Of course.” Isabella picks up my pants and hands them to me, I hop off the desk and place them back on, sliding my feet into my heels that fell off as I was fucking her.
“Wait, your present!” I exclaim. I almost forgot about her Christmas present.
“So that wasn’t a fake ruse to get me up here alone?” She smirks.
“No, but I’m glad to know it would work if I needed it too.” I chuckle. I pick up the present from the other side of my desk and hand it to Isabella.
“What is it?” she asks curiously.
“Just open it.” I roll my eyes. She just can’t handle any kind of surprise, I’ll have to work on that with her.
She peels back the paper and inside is a plane ticket voucher for New Year’s. I know she had wanted to go home to Seaside, but wasn’t sure if she had the money after paying for classes and everything so I thought I’d surprise her. Or she could bring her sister here for a few days to visit. Something she’s also talked about in passing with me.
“Is this so I can see my family before classes start?” Her eyes brimming with tears.
“Yes, I thought you might want to go home, or you could fly your sister in. It’s a voucher for either,” I explain.
“I would love that! Reagan’s never been to the city before.” Isabella wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Despite what we’ve just done, this feels different.
“You’re welcome,” I offer. “Now we really should be out of here.” I hate leaving my office looking like a mess but it will be a problem for me when I get back to work after the holidays. Now that the Christmas party is almost officially over, we will be on break for the next two weeks. Which means as soon as I got Isabella home, I’ll have no reason to leave the bedroom. If we are going to stay in the bedroom. I still don’t know what the hell this night means.
“Can we go…home?” Isabella asks as if reading my mind.
“I’d love that.” I nod.
As much as we should probably talk about what just happened, I know we aren’t going to. And that is more than okay with me. I want to enjoy every second with Isabella before we have the long talk about how we’ve got to go back to the way things were. So as we step outside onto the snowy path, I call us a cab and hold on to Isabella’s hand as fiercely as I can.
“Let’s just not talk about it tonight,” Isabella says, and I nod.
“Let’s just have tonight,” I agree.
“Tonight,” she agrees with me. While we wait for the cab to pull out, I lean over and kiss her. Her lips melt into mine just like the snow outside.
As we make our way to my apartment, my imagination runs wild as I think about all the possibility of what tonight holds. Things may be different in the morning but tonight it will just be us, our bodies and the tension we’ve built.
Chapter15
Bella
By the time we make it back to Dylan’s apartment, which is also technically my apartment, I’m horny as hell. So when Dylan suggests we have a drink to warm up first, I’m practically feral at the request. All I want is to jump her bones, and now. Before one of us comes to our senses and brings up the fact of how wrong this is. I mean she is paying me, isn’t this now crossing over into hooker territory? She has already paid me and it isn’t like I can give that money back. NO. I am not going to think about this right now, I am going to take a drink with Dylan to calm my nerves. And then I am going to continue having amazing sex with her until we are both satisfied.
“What are you thinking about?” Dylan asks as she sips her wine.
“You.” I smirk. I can’t help it. It’s like she unleashed something I didn’t know I was holding back.
“Oh yeah?” She smirks back. Leaning over the counter, I can see the tops of her breasts peeking out of her button down and it’s enough to make me squeeze my thighs together. She is torturing me now. All I want is to have my hands all over her.
“Dylan, I want you to finish your wine and get in the bedroom so I can continue fucking you until your neighbors file a noise complaint,” I say. She gulps hard and chugs the last two sips of her wine, placing the glass in the sink.
“Bedroom, now,” she growls.
