Set her on the edge. Stepped betweenher thighs.
Her dress had ridden up. I could see the white lace of her panties. Could see the damp spot forming there.
"Fuck, you're already wet for me."
"I'm always wet for you." The admission came out breathy. "All you have to do is look at me and—"
I cut her off, my mouth finding hers again. One hand tangled in her hair. The other slid up her thigh, pushing her dress higher.
She was pulling at my shirt now, finally getting it free from my pants. Her hands slid underneath, nails dragging across my abs.
The sensation made me hiss. Made my hips jerk forward involuntarily.
I broke away from her mouth long enough to yank my shirt over my head. Then I was on her again, my hands everywhere.
Cupping her breasts through her dress. Thumbs finding her nipples, circling them until they were hard peaks straining against the fabric.
She arched into my touch, her head falling back. Exposing that long, beautiful neck.
I took advantage, my mouth trailing hot, open kisses down her throat. Found her pulse point and sucked hard enough to leave a mark.
"Kai—" My name came out as a moan.
"I know. I've got you."
My hands found the straps of her dress. Pushed them down her shoulders. The fabric fell away, pooling at her waist.
White lace bra that matched her panties. I wanted to rip it off with my teeth.
Instead, I reached around, unclasped it with practiced ease. Let it fall away.
And there she was. Bare from the waist up. Perfect pink nipples already hard and begging for attention.
I lowered my head, took one into my mouth. She cried out, her fingers tangling in my hair, holding me there.
I sucked hard. Flicked my tongue across the peak. Grazed it with my teeth.
Her hips were moving now, grinding against me. Seeking friction. Seeking relief.
My hand slid up her inner thigh. Over smooth skin that trembled under my touch. Higher. Until my fingers reached lace.
I pressed against her through the fabric. Felt how wet she was. How ready.
"Please—" She was begging now. "Please, Kai—"
My hand hooked into the waistband of her panties. Started sliding them down.
A knock on the door made us both freeze.
"Kai? I need to speak with you about the household accounts. It's urgent."
Mrs. Rossi's voice. Calm. Professional as always.
"Fuck." I pulled back, breathing hard. Looked at Aria who was staring at me with wide, panicked eyes. "Bathroom. Now. Fix yourself."
She scrambled off the desk. Grabbed her bra. Her dress was askew, her hair was a mess, her lips were swollen.
She looked thoroughly fucked even though we hadn't finished.
