“That’s not possible,” she finally said, and then she clicked off her phone and set it back down on the countertop. She was quiet for the longest time, and he thought that whoever was on the other side would need to come up for air soon. He could tell that she wished he wasn’t in the room, but he didn’t know how to excuse himself.
She turned her back on him and started rubbing her hand over her forehead without saying a word. From twenty feet away, he could see her desire leave her when the other person started talking. “Hello?” she answered as she turned back and watched him. Her hips swayed as she walked across the room and picked up her cell phone. “I’d better get that.” She pushed up from him and he instantly wanted her back. “Sorry.” She chuckled and shook her head. Then he heard a buzzing and slowly pulled back until she rested her forehead on his. He could feel her breathing hitch when he moved his hands over her hips and up her back until she was crushed against him, his chest to her softer one. Soft little noises came from her as he pulled her closer. He wished that she would straddle him instead, so he could grind his want against her own. She was light and fit perfectly in his lap. His own hands dug into her hips and stayed there, as he enjoyed her softness. Her fingers raked his scalp as she moved her mouth over his slowly, killing him. He couldn’t stop himself from enjoying the fullness of her lips, the softness, the taste of her. She shook her head from side to side and then pushed her fingers into his hair, pulling him towards her until their mouths met. “Tell me to stop,” he said under his breath. Her chair scraped as he quickly pulled her into his lap.
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