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The fire has died down to embers, and it’s still dark outside when I wake, my arms full of luscious lily-white skin, masses of thick brown hair, and the delicious scent of strawberries and lavender.
Angie is sleeping, her body warm and pliable against mine. I stroke my fingers over the silky soft skin at her stomach, sliding one hand up to cup her amazing tits, the other down to part her folds. My fingers dip into her, moving up to tease her clit and she moans, arching her breast against my hand, murmuring something in her sleep.
“Oh,Tim,” she mumbles, a smug as shit grin settling on my face. She’s definitely still asleep, and she’s dreaming of me. Nice. Suddenly, I know how I want her to wake up. How I want to wake her up.
Easing myself away from her, I slide down the bed, keeping beneath the blankets, since it’s a little cold with the fire banked. Settling myself between her thighs, I nudge them apart with my shoulders, teasing along her pussy lips with my mouth and tongue. Angie sighs softly and I bite back a smirk, concentrating on the task at hand.
My lips find her clit and close around it as I graze it lightly with my teeth and suck. Hard. Angie’s legs tremble on either side of my cheeks, so I increase the pressure and she definitely wakes up, her fingers tangling in my hair, fisting so tight that it’s only just shy of painful.
“Ohshit, Tim!” she gasps, sounding sleepy and surprised as she comes, bucking her hips up against my face. Even asleep she was ready for me. That’s such a turn on. I need to be inside her again. But in order for that…. Kissing my way up her body, I hook my arm out of the blankets, groping around in search of my sweats.
“Fuck,” I mutter against the skin at the hollow of her throat. I’m pretty sure my sweats, with their pocket full of condoms, have fallen to the hardwood floor. And it’s damncoldoutside of our blanket cocoon.
“Condom?” Angie guesses, panting with need as she squirms beneath me.
“On the floor,” I groan, swirling my tongue over her collarbones, contemplating having to get up and freeze my balls off to get them.
“Forget about them,” Angie pants again, sliding her legs up the outside of mine. Uh, what? I still like a statue against her. Did she just say what I thought she did? I’m dreaming, right?
“Forget about them?” I repeat stupidly, my lips brushing against her neck.
“Yeah. I mean, I’m on the pill.” Angie sounds a little uncertain now, but I’m not. My brain has finally caught up with the conversation, and I’m about to capitalize. It’s what I do best in the boardroom, and I’m going to give it my all here too.
Groaning, I quickly position myself and sink into her. Holy fucking hell. Without that little coating of latex, things have ramped up to a hundred.
“Angie. Oh fuck,Angie.”
Rising onto my forearms, I bury my face in her neck and pump into her with long, slow strokes.
“Uh huh,” she moans back. “Just like that, Tim, don’t you dare stop.”
Oh, there’s no way in hell that I’m stopping. That will not be an issue. Reaching down, I hook one of her knees over my elbow, growling as I slide even deeper.
“Yes, yes,yes,” Angie gasps, her head tipping back onto the pillow and her mouth dropping open. Shit, that’s a sexy look on her.
Picking up the pace, I hammer home, my eyes fixed on Angie’s face as she mewls and whimpering, her hips bucking against me, her hands gripping my shoulders.
“Oh my, oh my! Holy shit, Tim. I’m going to come.”
Yeah, she totally is. Her pussy flutters around my cock, clamping down in a vice like grip that has me clenching my teeth.
“Tim,” Angie whimpers, her eyes flying open as she stares into mine and I’m not made of steel, so I come too with a growl, collapsing on top of her.
When I finally stop seeing stars and get my breathing under control, I roll off her again. But this time I keep my arms around her, bringing her with me until Angie’s head is resting on my chest, her tits pressed against me, and she sighs sleepily.
“So, I guess thatnowyou’re leaving?” she breathes. Yeah. I am. But I wish I didn’t have to. I want to stay here and breathe in her scent and savor this feeling forever.
“Not yet,” I murmur back, dropping a kiss into her hair. I’m a sucker for punishment. Angie mumbles something else, but I miss what she says and her breathing evens out as she drifts back to sleep. My own eyes are drooping, but I can’t be caught coming out of Angie’s room by Uncle Bill tomorrow morning. He has strict rules about fraternizing with members of his staff, and both Angie and I would be in a world of trouble.
Stroking my fingers through her thick, soft hair, I drop another kiss on her brow. I’m not about to let her get fired. With that in mind, I bite back a sigh and ease myself out from underneath her, and out of the warm, comfortable bed. Hell. The air is frosty, and I quickly don my sweats and T-shirt, casting one last regretful look at Angie sleeping sweetly in the bed. It’s time to leave, so I quietly let myself out of her room and slip back into mine. I hope she lets me visit again tomorrow night. Fingers crossed.
Angela
Rolling over, my arm stretches across a comfortable, empty bed. Oh. My eyes crack open, and I look around. Tim’s gone, and I am deliciously sated and a little stiff. Last night, I used muscles and things that have beenunusedfor a year. And it feelsincredible.
It’s a strange feeling. I’m not disappointed he is gone. He said he was leaving, and I’m not an idiot. He can’t be caught slipping out of my room. Bill wouldn’t like it, and Tim isn’t the only one who would receive a dressing down. A harsh conversation and a pink slip aren’t on my list of Christmas wishes.
Yawning, I sit up, shivering against the cold of the morning. It doesn’t help that I am naked. Sliding out of bed, I shove my feet into slippers and snag my warm robe, donning it and moving to my closet. The cheat sheet book is tucked inside, but I don’t really need it for my daytime clothes. Warm and casual is usually the order of the day. I go for a cashmere sweater, jeans and boots, snagging them and my bath bag as I tiptoe across the hallway.
