Page 3 of Office Mistakes

Chapter 2

Because Charlie appeared a little unsteady on his feet, Audra insisted on seeing him to the door of his sixth-floor apartment.

She waited until he’d unlocked the door before wishing him a Merry Christmas.

Charlie echoed her words, hesitated, then muttered, “Ah, what the hell.”

And grabbed her.

Audra reveled in the power of the kiss, in the heat blooming between them. She kissed him back, allowing his tongue to glide over hers.

Her arms wound around his neck as she pressed closer, and she felt his hand cup her butt through the black skirt she wore.

Charlie broke the kiss and fumbled for the doorknob. “Come in,” he invited huskily.

Audra shook her head. “You’re drunk,” she protested weakly.

“Not too drunk to give you pleasure.” Charlie ran a thumb across her full lower lip.

Succumbing to the want rushing through her, Audra nodded and let him usher her through the door.

As soon as the door closed, they leapt at each other.

Charlie buried a hand in her hair and, dragging her head back, tasted her throat where her pulse beat wildly.

Her taste and her scent were heady. He indulged in a slow cruise back to her delightful mouth as he worked to unbutton her blouse.

Audra shrugged off the pretty green top and arched back with a moan as his mouth closed over a lace-covered breast.

Charlie walked her backward as he continued to undress her. Audra returned the favor, tugging at the buttons of his shirt, the belt in his slacks. By the time they fell across the bed, they were both naked except for their Christmas decorations.

Charlie used them to his advantage.

He gently ran the ends of the tinsel across her nipples until they puckered. Audra gasped at the sensation, crying out as his lips replaced the tinsel.

She let her own lips wander, scattering kisses across his chest, nipping at his shoulder.

They rolled over the bed; touching, sighing, learning what pleased each other. Audra let out a low moan as Charlie brushed her center with two fingers. He drove her up and over, and she came with a cry, her body shuddering with release.

“Your turn,” she panted, pushing at him.

He obliged, laying on his back as Audra rose over him. She let the tinsel tease his hard length as she slowly lowered her head.

Charlie bucked as she took him into the warm cave of her mouth. “Audra,” he pleaded, his voice strangled.

With a smile of triumph, she shifted, taking him inside of her with a hum of pleasure. Leaning back, she braced her palms against his thighs as she rode him.

Charlie circled a thumb over her where they joined, watching her eyes go blank as she came again.

He followed, riding that wild crest with her, until she collapsed onto his chest.

“God,” was all she could manage.

“Mmm. I bet round two will be even better.” Charlie nuzzled the top of her head.

She looked at him, eagerness in her eyes. “We probably wouldn't survive.”

He grinned and, fast as lightening, flipped her onto her back. “Wanna bet?”

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