Page 15 of Sex, Lies


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“What are you doing?” she asked as his arm disappeared beneath the jacket and around her waist.

“What would you like me to do?” He brushed her lips gently with his without it actually qualifying as a kiss.

She giggled as she wondered whether to admit that what she wanted was for him to strip her bare and spread her legs and touch her everywhere. God, she couldn’t get that thought out of her head.

“You find my seduction amusing? You didn’t in the lift.” He sounded something between amused and affronted.

“No, of course not, and the lift was different. I still hated you then, but I was just thinking of something you said on Saturday,” she explained vaguely.

“So, you hated me in the lift? It didn’t feel like hatred to me.” He ran his hand down her back until it rested on her bottom.

“I didn’t like you very much, but I would have to admit that I found you attractive in a very arrogant kind of way.”

“So what about now?”

She realised he had pulled her blouse from her skirt and was touching her bare back, making her tingle all over, almost burning her with his touch. “I may have revised that opinion slightly, but you are still arrogant,” she told him as his hand that was now on her belly began slowly travelling up her body.

“But you still find me attractive?”

She nodded, making him frown at her. Presumably, he wanted to hear her say the words aloud.

“Yes, I still find you attractive,” she admitted with a snap to her voice.

“Good, because I find you very, very attractive,” he whispered, backing her against the conference table until there was nothing between them. There was no denying the large erection she could feel pressing against her hip. “Like I said, very, very attractive. Now what did I say on Saturday that is still on your mind?”

She shook her head suddenly embarrassed.

“Tell me. You know you want to.”

“We should look at the proposal,” she replied, trying to sound business like again and return to a safer topic.

“No way, darling, not until you’ve told me. Tell me and then if you still want to take care of business we will do that first.”

“First?”

“Yes, first. Business, then over dinner we can talk, and then as much as I would like to fuck you, I will settle for kissing and touching you,” he said confidently.

“Arrogant man,” she told him with a shake of her head but still smiled.

“Arrogant or determined, same thing. Now tell me, please.”

She tilted her head slightly at the addition of that one word, please and the note of pleading in his voice. Perhaps the arrogant persona wasn’t his only one. “On Saturday you said something that I have struggled to get out of my head all weekend.” She smiled nervously and continued, “You saidI want to strip you bare and spread your legs and touch you everywhere.”There was a sudden hoarseness to her voice now.

“I did, still do, and that offer is still on the table. In fact, if you would like me to do that it could be you on the table, literally.” He pushed her back further against the conference table.

“What about the contract?” She desperately tried to regain some composure.

“It’s yours, the deal just needs minor tweaking.” His grin grew into a full smile as he allowed the hand that was still beneath her blouse to move again until it found her eager and erect nipples through her bra.

He began to roll one between his thumb and forefinger making her moan.

“You see, tweaking.”

Another low moan left Steph’s lips, her hands reached forward and she gripped Jon’s muscular forearms as if to steady herself as she went weak at the knees. She wondered how she found herself in this position again but more than that, she wondered just what his next move would be. Her thoughts were paused by the sound of a phone ringing. Jon’s phone.

He reluctantly removed his hand from under her blouse. “Saved by the bell, Miss Pryor.” He picked up his call, leaving her to compose herself and get down from the table.

With her composure barely regained, Steph looked around and realised that they could have been seen by anyone walking past as the conference room was essentially a glass box. How did he do this to her? Well, she kind of knew the answer to that but the truth was that she would need to be far more careful with him because he distracted her and got her hot and bothered far too easily.