“Winston, I like this about you. That you feel so responsible for the team, that you’re tirelessly searching for a solution. You have plenty of money. You could just close the store and be done with it. So many in your place wouldn’t bother. I admire you for not choosing the easy way out.”
She admired me. This was such a different reaction than what I was used to that I couldn’t wrap my mind around her words, let alone answer. So, I didn’t even try. I kissed her instead, long and deep, and I knew that I couldn’t stop at that one kiss. I’d been starved for her ever since we returned from Burlington. Seeing her around the office all the time was a special form of torture. She was close but untouchable. Just in my reach, but not quite. I had to fight with myself constantly to keep myself from calling her into my office under any pretext and just having my way with her... because one kiss could easily escalate into more. I’d always prided myself on my discipline and self-control, but both those things went up in smoke when Sienna was around.
But now I had her here, at my mercy. I’d told her I intended to get my fill of her, but I was beginning to think it just wasn’t realistic. Everything about Sienna—her laughter, the way she looked at me and seemed to understand me in a way no one else did, the way she kissed me back—just made it impossible to stop craving her.
I could just picture sharing my evenings with her like this... and the mornings.
If I told her that, she’d probably think I was crazy, and yet, I couldn’t stop picturing that.
She made delicious little sounds I drank up.
I was already rock-hard, but I wanted to prolong this foreplay, explore her. Every moan I lured out of her felt like a victory.
“Winston, what are you doing to me?” she whispered.
I could ask the same thing. I felt different when I was with her.
It was the first time in months that I felt relaxed. No, it was more than that. I felt stronger, and I knew that I was drawing that strength from her.
I moved my mouth along her neck, alternating light bites with small circles with my tongue. She shuddered in my arms, and when I claimed her mouth again in a kiss so deep that I could barely think, I bunched her dress up too, needing her skin.
A light tremor went through her when I drew my fingers up her inner thigh, inching closer to the hem of her panties.
I lingered just shy of touching it, teasing her, wanting to ramp up the anticipation, even though I was already on edge.
When I finally stroked her over the fabric, I swallowed hard at how ready she was, how much she wanted me.
“Sienna, fuck.”
I pushed her panties to one side, touching a finger along her slit. She braced both hands on my shoulders, instinctively pushing herself against the wall of the living room, closing her eyes. I touched her with slow, deliberate moves, pressing my hand against her clit, drinking in the way her thighs shook, her breath stuttered.
“Winston,” she gasped. When she grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me closer, I completely lost my composure. I let go of her dress, gripping her hips, kissing her until she pressed her pelvis against me, trapping my erection between us.
Instinctively, I rocked my hips back and forth into her.
I needed to get her to my bed, or I’d fuck her right here against this wall. I couldn’t think past how much I wanted her. I needed to claim every inch of her, mark her as mine so she’d never doubt that she belonged to me.
I slid a hand to the back of her head to protect her from the hard surface of the wall before kissing her deep and fast. She whimpered, letting out a shaky breath, rocking her hips into me, seeking even more
friction.
“Bed. Now” was all I managed to say. I didn’t stop kissing her, touching her, on the way to the bedroom. I didn’t miss her smile either. It was different than her usual one—a little smug.
“You like this, don’t you? Watching me lose control.”
She grinned, shrugging one shoulder. “I do. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
“You’ll see.”
Before I had a chance to do anything else, Sienna braced her palms on my shoulders, jumping on me again. We fell on the mattress the next second. I stopped short of crushing her, propping my palms at the sides of her shoulders.
My nose was inches away from hers. She was grinning from ear to ear.
“Thought you said you’d warn me next time.”
“Yes, but not when you plan to use your sexy skills to torture me. I want you. Right now, Winston.”
The way she said my name drove me completely crazy. She stirred underneath me, and it took me a second to realize she was pulling her dress up. I looked down at every inch of skin she was slowly revealing. When her panties came into view, I gave in, fisting the fabric of the dress, pulling it over her head. She was wearing a white, lacy bra that looked stunning on her. On another night, I’d take my time admiring her, but right now, I needed to run my mouth all over her, watch her succumb to pleasure.