“I’ve wanted you too,” I admitted, nodding. My hand ran along his face before he kissed me again.
In this kiss, there was no holding back. We poured all the feelings we couldn’t show into it.
He started to move his hands down my body, and a shiver ran through my spine in response.
We continued moving closer until there was no space left between us, and then he leaned me back, laying me down on that leather sofa.
Our desire burned hot enough to warm the room by itself. It felt as if we had both been overcharged for weeks, waiting for this moment- waiting for the connection that had been eluding us for so long.
Jeremy's lips trailed down my neck, leaving a trail of fire that would take forever to put out while I got lost in the sensation of his touch and moaned softly.
We sank into the cushions as our bodies intertwined, exploring each other in every way possible.
Our kisses grew more intense, and our movements became one single dance as they found perfect harmony together, yet we both remained clothed. The desire to pull my clothes off was overwhelming, but in our workplace, I was hesitant to give in.
Our affection for each other and growing attraction had been a slow burn, awakening the heart bit by bit. But now that all the feelings were out, it was clear that our love would take over and fill everything around us, starting with Jeremy’s office.
I knew that there in his arms was where I belonged as his hands slid up under my skirt, the heat of our bodies blending in a symphony of desire.
“Jeremy,” I moaned. “Is the door locked?”
Chapter Sixteen
JEREMY
Theroomthrobbedwithan undeniable energy. The energy was a pulsating embodiment of our longing and desire as I wrapped Jill in my arms, our lips locked in an emotional embrace. It was a moment I had yearned for, the culmination of a slow-burning desire that had simmered beneath the surface, unspoken yet palpable.
The anticipation that had built over our time apart only intensified the experience. Every sensation became heightened. Every touch and taste etched itself into my consciousness.
From her soft moans to the sweet flavor of her kiss, every detail was imprinted on my memory.
As our kisses deepened, a profound connection seemed to overcome us. There was an irresistible magnetic force pulling us together against all odds that had popped up between us, and it was coming to a head in my office.
My hands traced the contours of her body, reverently exploring every inch as if discovering a sacred territory. Her warm skin invited me further, and I was captivated by her softness.
A surge of possessiveness surged through me- an innate need to claim her as mine.
Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, driven by an insatiable desire for each other. It felt like we were uncovering one another anew in this uncharted territory.
The intensity of our connection overwhelmed me, going beyond mere physical attraction. It was something more profound—a feeling that had grown silently beneath the surface for what seemed like an eternity.
Jill's pleasure-filled moans echoed in my ears like a sweet symphony, evoking a sense of euphoria that left me craving more. Our passion grew fiercer with each passing second as we danced together in an intoxicating rhythm.
As I held her close, memories flooded my mind—moments where we were drawn to each other like moths to a flame. It was as if our affection had always been destined, an inevitable force bringing us together.
However, a sense of unease crept into my mind amidst the fiery desire. The world beyond that room seemed distant and inconsequential, but I knew we couldn't remain there indefinitely.
“Jeremy?” she asked. “Is the door locked?”
Pulled back to sanity, I reluctantly pulled away from Jill, my heart heavy with unspoken regret weighing on me. As much as I yearned to completely lose myself in her and forget about everything outside those four walls, responsibilities and commitments beckoned us back.
Jill's eyes met mine, reflecting the same internal conflict. We both understood that our journey was only beginning, with challenges and uncertainties lurking ahead- but also opportunities for intimacy. Despite what our bodies told us, we didn’t need to consummate what we felt right then.
Yet, I couldn’t resist speaking my truth another day. I leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her temple, then whispered the words that held all my devotion:
"I think I’m falling for you, Jill."
Her smile mirrored my sentiments perfectly.