Page 84 of Sticks and Stones
Getting onto the couch with her, Chris moved in to take what he craved with his lips.
His mouth aimed for the spots on her body that he knew would make her wild, so that he could turn up the heat with the lightest of touches.
This made up for having to leave her in their bed sleeping this morning. He was going to thoroughly show his woman how much he enjoyed her body.
That was his plan.
Pressed beneath him on the couch, his warm, open-mouth kisses drove her wild as he was only focused on his wife.
Yeah, it was a good Saturday now that she was in his office.
“Too bad we can’t play sexy businessman and willing secretary,” she teased. “I do love a powerful businessman taking advantage of me.”
Well, ask and she would receive.
Chris wouldn’t mind that little role-playing game. God knew he’d love to fly her to California, show her his office, and take her on that couch too.
Only, he’d held back thinking she might freak out if she ever sawLeonard Industriesup close and in real life.
It was a huge-ass office made of glass and steel. It screamed one thing.
Wealth.
“I have a symposium coming up,” he said, leaving kisses across the swell of her breasts. “It’s in California. Would you like to come?”
She focused on his eyes.
“I’d love to come. Oh, you meant with the trip,” she teased, enjoying how his erection bobbed with the inuendo.
“We could do both. I would make sure of that. My office is all glass windows, and you’d look incredibly hot splayed out on my desk like an altar.”
Her nipples pebbled.
Elizabeth loved this man.
“Oh, no, Sir, don’t take me on your desk. What would everyone say if they heard me begging to be fucked.”
His body reacted, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t thinking about it.
Wickedly, her hands moved down his chest, and soon, her mouth followed, leaving an unquenchable trail of fire as she was moving lower on the couch.
To make it easier for her, he switched positions, so she was on top. It appeared his wicked wife was about to reacquaint herself with his body.
Hot.
Damn.
He was ready.
Without an ounce of hesitation, Elizabeth kissed her way down his chest to right below his belly button. She was teasing him, and he was living for it too.
The whole time, Chris couldn’t look away. Instead, he was willing her to go lower.
He knew what was coming, and he was borderline giddy over what was about to happen in his office.
Someone was getting head.
Mainly, him.
