“Now, darling. I can’t wait much longer,” he told her with a pained tone. “Make yourself come while you fuck me!” he snarled as he seemed to be fighting against the urge to come without her.
Sitting back into an upright position she reached down with one hand and found her clitoris proudly standing from beneathits protective hood desperate for a touch. He rolled her nipples again, squeezing them firmly as her own fingers began to rub the sides of her clitoris in a rotating motion and after just a second or two she could feel that she had passed the point of no return and was falling over the edge of her own pleasure again.
Gripping her hips firmly and lifting her up and down just a couple of times he was spurting inside of her with a groan through gritted teeth that pleased her immensely seeing him this way, beneath her, with her, for her.
Collapsing on top of him she felt like a goddess as she kissed him and partly wished they were at home, his or hers, in bed where they could stretch out and wrap around each other, totally naked rather than semi exposed as they currently were.
“I love you,” she said for no reason other than the fact that she did.
“Thank fuck for that or I would have serious reservations about employing you!” He laughed before cupping her face in his hands and saying, “And I love you, too.”
“Should we get up and consider work?” she asked wondering what they would look like if anyone came in.
“Soon, but not yet,” he replied as he held her tightly in place against him, smoothing her hair down with his hand as if stroking a cherished pet.
Sittingbehind her desk looking at their picture from Charlie and Lindsay’s wedding as she waited for Jonah Mason to arrive, she jumped when Jon appeared looking shifty. That look was becoming a familiar one around the office. There was some business she kept walking in on only to find the room fell silent until she left again. He was up to something.
“Hey, darling, you okay?”
“Yes thank you,” she replied looking at the clock on the wall. “Jonah Mason is due in about quarter of an hour and he sounded as suspicious as you look when I called him,” she revealed.
“Did he give any clue about what he wanted?” asked Jon taking a seat opposite her.
“No, he was very cagey, but seemed genuine that he really needed to speak to me, so . . .”
“We wait,” replied Jon.
“We?” asked Steph nervously.
“Yes, ‘we’. How many calls have you received from Lindsay today?” He grinned making her laugh as she twirled her pen between her fingers.
“Just three, but it’s early. Today’s dilemma is hats.” She prepared to expand as Rosie appeared in the open doorway.
“Mr Mason is here,” said Rosie nervously.
“Show him in please,” smiled Steph reassuringly.
Jonah appeared a few seconds later with Rosie and looked surprised to find Jon standing to greet him.
“Steph, thanks for seeing me.” He accepted the hand she offered and then turned to Jon. “Mr Brooker, this is unexpected.”
“I bet,” said Jon flatly.
“Jonah, can I get you some tea or coffee?” Steph attempted to take charge.
“No, I’m fine thanks.”
“Shall we get on then?” asked Jon as Steph gestured for Jonah to take the seat next to Jon.
“I really wasn’t expecting a welcoming committee,” muttered Jonah, wary of Jon’s presence.
“It wasn’t planned for Mr Brooker to be here, it’s a coincidence,” reassured Steph, smiling until Jon spoke and completely contradicted her.
“Not quite a coincidence on my part,” acknowledged Jon. “We, your company and mine, no longer have any connection yet you still want to meet with my Head of Financial Services, that intrigues me, it also makes me very suspicious so here I am.”
Jonah smiled and looked across at Steph and as he did so he seemed to see the picture of Jon and Steph together and turning back to Jon, asked, “And the fact that your Head of Financial Services is your girlfriend?”
“The fact that you have made no secret of your non-professional interest in my girlfriend is indeed a factor in my presence,” replied Jon.
