Her breathing was just slowing as she leaned back against Jon who was kissing her shoulder. The sensation of his lips caressing her skin caused her internal muscles to clench and tremor which is when he somehow managed to manoeuvre her so that she was suddenly on all fours on the sofa with him behind her and thrusting, chasing his own release.
“God, Steph, you really are very fucking sexy,” he said as he gripped her hips tightly, his breathing becoming more and more ragged with every thrust until he eventually pulled her closer and held her firmly against him as he stilled.
They collapsed together on the sofa and lay there for a while saying nothing until Jon eventually spoke. “I think you’ll have to have this flat now, and the sofa.”
Steph giggled but was in total agreement as he stroked her hair and gently kissed her shoulders.
Fourteen
It was mid-afternoon when Rosie appeared in the doorway to Steph’s office carrying a parcel.
“For you.” She smiled and handed the package to Steph before leaving again.
Steph unwrapped the parcel and found a new phone with the battery and SIM card in place. Turning it on she discovered that it was fully charged and a message alert was already there from Jon.
Before you object, you do need a new phone! One that Simon doesn’t know the number to. Back up your old phone and do not send a text to all contacts or he will know your new number. I will call you later. Jon x
Smiling at the message she was forced to agree that he had a point; moving would be pointless if Simon could still get to her through her phone.
Her desk phone rang and she answered it to find Rosie saying, “Mr Brooker for you.”
“Put him through.” She was already grinning as she responded with her standard, “Stephanie Pryor.”
“Good afternoon, Miss Pryor. How are you this afternoon?” he asked with an obvious smile.
“Not half as good as I was last night.” Her obviously flirtatious reply made him laugh.
“I can certainly relate to that, darling, but I must admit to catching forty winks on the flight over here.”
“That will be the benefit of being the boss because I think my bosses would have objected to me catching forty winks during the business day.” She laughed at the notion of napping on company time which amused her but more than that she laughed at Jon, at his friendly demeanour and the comfortable banter they shared, not just now but generally. Her smile faltered slightly as she realised she was already in over her head and she was going to end up getting hurt.
“Yet another reason to come and work for me because I would insist on at least forty winks after such a magnificent show as last night,” he said quite seriously. “And I am missing you already,” he added making her smile, her earlier thoughts of hurt forgotten.
“Good. Maybe you will rush back now.”
“I will be back as soon as I can. Did you get my delivery?” His voice turned serious.
“Yes, and I was about to get on my high horse about it, but you’re right, so thank you.”
“And have you heard from Roy in property holdings?” he asked now.
“Yes, he called this morning and I am meeting him at the flat after work to sign the lease and then I am going home to my dad’s for a few days, until the flat’s sorted and you’re back. Just in case Simon turns up.”
“Good, I’m pleased. Have you heard from him today?” He sounded concerned.
“Just a text asking to meet up. Maybe . . .” she let her voice trail off.
“Maybe what?”
“Maybe I should meet him and sort it out once and for all,” she said hesitantly.
“Perhaps, but certainly not while I’m in Geneva and not alone. Promise me.”
“I promise, it was just an idea,” she said as if defending herself.
“Okay, darling, but just leave it as an idea for now. I have to go, but I will call you tonight, okay?”
“I look forward to it.”
