“Kristoff,” I whispered, licking my lips. As if he understood, he increased his suction. The pressure in my body increased, and the building pleasure was so intense, like never before. I knew I was close. My body exploded into an orgasm, and I shook against him, consumed in extreme ecstasy.
He came up to my lips, his gaze on me, he leaned and kissed me hard on the lips. I could taste myself on his tongue.
“Tell me you want this, Gemma,” his voice was deep.
“Yes,” I answered in a breathless voice.
“I want your full submission,” he whispered against my neck, his body against mine. I could barely think through the haze of my desire. My body was coming off the best orgasm I ever experienced but I wanted more. I wanted him inside me. “Say you’ll give me your full submission, Gemma. I want all of it.”
My reason came back to me in a hurry with his last words.
“No…” My voice came out raspy. “Kristoff… wait.”
He stopped right away, although his muscular body was still pressed against mine, my arms locked around his neck. I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm my breathing.
“You alright?” his question catches me off guard.
“Yes… I’m sorry, Kristoff. I can’t… we can’t do this.” I felt like crap saying this right after I just had the best orgasm of my entire life. His arms tightened around me.
“I’m sorry, Gemma,” he whispered against my hair. “I went too fast…”
Ah shit…him apologizing made me feel worse.
“Don’t take all the blame. I participated quite willingly, Kristoff.”
I’d never done something like this. It’d be easier to blame it all on him, but I knew it wouldn’t be fair. I wasn’t quite sure what to think of myself for losing control as I did, so I focused on fixing my shirt in order to avoid his gaze.
He helped me put my panties on, and I couldn’t help but to compare Kristoff to Jack, my late husband. The thought of Jack was like a cold shower, and my whole body stiffened.
Don’t go there now, Gemma.Kristoff's gaze was on me and I just couldn’t bear to face him.
“I’ll walk you to your car, Gemma,” Kristoff said, his voice calm like nothing had happened. I looked up at him and there was no trace of the passionate man I just gave my body to. Just my boss. I couldn’t understand how he could switch so quickly into his professional mode. And I understood even less why it bothered me so much. It made me feel cheap, and it hurt that it seemed like what we just shared meant nothing to him .
“Yes,” I mumbled, and I let him lead me to the elevator and down the garage.
I’m better than this,I thought to myself.I deserve better. I am not an impulsive or wild type.And as he opened the door of my car, I sat in and decided, I would never let this happen again.
“Have a good weekend,” I said and I firmly shut the door and left Kristoff behind, approaching his own car with the driver waiting on him.