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Brett nodded. “Walk with me to the kitchen.”
I followed him. The kitchen was as spectacular as the rest of the place. It was all decorated in black and white, with black marble countertops and white cabinets. Hidden lights ran along the top of the cabinets, giving it a glowing effect, and Brett had state-of-the-art appliances in stainless steel.
“Are you cooking?” I asked when I noticed Brett stirring something in a pot. He looked handsome standing in front of the stove wearing a shimmering black shirt and black jeans. He looked casually put together, and his hair was slightly damp from a shower.
“I am,” he said. “I like cooking. I eat at restaurants so often during the day, I want something homemade when I’m not at the office.”
I watched him as he took a loaf of bread out of the oven and cut it into thick slices.
When dinner was ready, we ate and talked. We learned more about each other, and the more I got to know about Brett, the more I liked the person he was away from the office.
After dinner, we sat together in the living room, drinking coffee. Brett was on the couch with me. I had my fingers wrapped around the warm cup, and I was listening to Brett tell me a story from his youth. He paused for a moment, and his eyes rested on my face. Until now, we had been friendly toward each other, but there hadn’t been anything else. There had been no sexual tension, even though I had come here dressed to be fucked.
But suddenly the tension was back. Brett shifted closer until his knee touched mine. He stroked his lighter, tanned fingers up my darker, bare arm, and I shivered.
“You really do look fantastic,” Brett said.
His touch was so gentle, his fingers only a flutter on my skin, but everywhere his fingers touched me, my nerve endings were on fire. Brett leaned closer to me until his face was only a breath away from mine.
I was the one that closed the distance. I kissed him, pressing my lips against his. He kissed me, sliding his tongue into my mouth, and I sighed, melting into him. This was wrong. I knew it was. But I wanted him, and I wasn’t going to stop it if it happened. I knew what Brett was like in bed—or on the desk—and I wanted it again.
Brett’s hands moved up to my neck, and he ran a thumb over my collarbone. The feeling was oddly arousing. I touched his cheek tentatively with my fingers and sucked his lip into my mouth, grazing it with my teeth.
As soon as I did, Brett made a low growling sound at the back of his throat. He kissed me harder, more urgently. His hand slid farther down my chest until it rested on my breast, and I shivered with anticipation.
Brett didn’t make a move to go lower. He didn’t touch me anywhere inappropriate, but I wanted him to.
“Take me, Brett,” I whispered.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he answered with a gravelly voice.
“I want you to fuck me.”
His eyes got even darker, and he swallowed hard. I didn’t have to ask him another time. Brett kissed me again, and this time, he kissed me like he meant it. His hand slid down to my breast. I gasped against his lips. This was what I wanted. I wanted him to take me, to do with me what he wanted. I wanted him to make me orgasm and for him to eventually come inside me. Since we had done it the first time, I had thought of nothing else.
Chapter 11
Brett
Erica was driving me crazy. My cock throbbed in my pants so hard it hurt and made my balls heavy. I wanted a release. I wanted to come inside of her.
When I had invited her to my house for dinner, I had thought about fucking her again. I had wanted time alone with her, away from the office so that we could do whatever we wanted without getting into trouble for it.
I had told her we shouldn’t be doing this, because it was true. We were looking for trouble. I hadn’t expected her to ask me to fuck her. It was the hottest thing I had ever heard from her mouth, and there was no way I was going to turn her away now.
I kissed her, hard. I slid my hand down to her breast and grabbed it, my self-control hanging by a shred. She moaned into my mouth and arched her back, pushing her tits toward me as my body tightened with anticipation for what was to come. I was going to fuck her, hard. I was going to do filthy things to her.
While I kissed and groped her, I lifted my other hand and slipped the strap of her dress and bra off her shoulder. I ran my hand over her smooth skin. Her shoulders were beautiful, her neck was intoxicating. I abandoned her mouth and kissed the skin of her neck, licking and sucking and grazing her with my teeth.
