Romance: The Betrayal: Romantic Suspense With A Bizarre Twist (9 page)

“I know…me too,” she whispered.

However, that didn’t stop the notion that she wanted to feel his body against hers.  “Sexual encounters at work are never a good idea.”

She nodded, “I know…” before she could get anything else out, she felt his hand snake around her neck and he was pulling her back into another kiss.  “Hm…” she moaned.  “Wait…” she breathlessly spoke, breaking from the passionate embrace.  “Are we even thinking this over?”

He shook his head moving closer to her and putting his hands on her blouse.  “We’re being irrational.  Just go for it.  He ripped the shirt from her body and it fell to the floor.  His lips went to her neck, while her hands went to his shirt, removing it from the confinement of his dress pants.  She started off tediously undoing button after button, but then knew that she needed to move the show on the road.  She busted open his shirt, the way that he had busted open hers.  Her hands trailed down his chest, while he continued to kiss her neck.  She arched her back, sighing against his kisses.  His hands went behind her back, as he slowly removed her bra.  Her breasts pressed hard against his bare chest.

Her hands went to his pants and she quickly removed it from him.  It fell to the floor and he kicked them off.  Then his hands went to his boxers and she drug them down his legs, while his hands tweaked her nipples.  She eyed his erection, salivating at the sight.  His hands slowly slid down her stomach and then wrapped around her back.  He undid the zipper to her skirt and it fell to the floor.  His hands went to her panties and he looped his fingers through them, tugging them off of her body.  Before she had time to comprehend the next move, she felt him lifting her into his arms and laying her down on the floor.  Their lips met, his tongue dipping inside her mouth.  As their tongues clashed together, his hands continued to massage her breasts, gently feeling each part of her sensitive skin.

As his cock was about to enter her, he pulled back.  “Fuck, I don’t have a condom,” he groaned, starting to regress.

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer to her.  “I’m on the pill,” she whispered, as their lips met and his cock penetrated her.  “Ugh…” she groaned, arching her back, but not breaking from the kiss.   He pounded in her, with each deliberate move. 

As each thrust turned hard, she was forced to part from the kiss.  “Ugh…Oh God…yes…” she whimpered, barely able to get the words out, it felt so good.  As one arm continued being wrapped around him, her other arm fell down to her side and she tried desperately to grab anything to hold onto, finally choosing for a leg to his chair.  Her hips bucked against his. 

He crashed against her, with a hunger that she never endured.  “Oh God…yes…yes…” he cried, pressing harder to her core.  “Ugh…ugh…” he groaned, digging deeper.  She could feel his pulsating cock within her and then a steady stream of cum as it rushed into her waiting cunt.  “Fuck…” he cried out.

“Ugh…ugh…yes…God yes…” she moaned, as her body seized and released her juices over him.  She sighed, unable to move, as his gyrations slowly began to come to an end.  “Wow…” she sighed, closing her eyes and just lying there.  As she was focusing on her next move, she felt hands on her legs, parting her ever so softly. 

She didn’t know what he was doing, because of her inability to see straight, but she felt the entrance his finger, as it dipped inside of her.  She moaned, taking in his sensual moves.  Then it was over and she was fighting disappointment, until she felt something else.  She tried to control her breathing, as she felt his tongue circling around her clit.

“Oh God…” she whispered, but bit back a guttural groan.  His tongue eased inside of her, and her eyes opened, staring at the ceiling of his office.  She reached down and grabbed his head, holding him closer to her.  “Yes…” she groaned, as he tenderly caressed her clit and then eased in deeper.

She felt the smoothness of his moves and she sighed against his deep and masculine movements.  “Hm…hmmm…hm…” she signed, her body gliding against the intensity.  As his tongue was seeking out each crevice that she could provide, she felt her body begin to shake with desire.  “Oh God!” she cried, as her juices flowed out of her and into the mouth of Jeffrey.  He licked her pussy up with satisfaction and not leaving anything behind.

As his tongue slowly weaved its way out of her, she dropped her hands from his head.  She closed her eyes and took in deep and slow breaths.  She felt him easing his way back up her.  Her eyes opened and she stared at him.  She only saw desire and nothing else. 

He wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her into a breathless kiss.  His tongue circling around hers, as she tasted her cum on his lips.  He pulled from the kiss, bringing his mouth down to her flesh of her neck.  She could barely keep up, as she was fighting exhaustion. 

She closed her eyes and tried to focus on his intimate paths around her skin.  Between kisses, she heard his words.  “God, you’re sexy!”  She could relish in that forever.  When she felt him retracting, she heaved a sigh.  He fell off of her and she could hear the restlessness that he felt.  “Wow…” he mumbled, as they both just laid there and tried to catch their breath.  She closed her eyes and knew that this was going to complicate everything, but it was exactly what she needed to take her mind of everything that was going on.

***

Monday morning, Jeffrey walked into the office and as he passed Marisa’s office, he couldn’t even look up.  When he had time to think, he realized that it wasn’t right.  He took advantage of the situation, of his venerability, and pushed it off to her. 

He sat down at his desk, looking around the office.  There were no signs of sex, but he held onto the visual memories and he couldn’t get rid of them.

He looked down at his desk, where the picture that started everything was still lying in a heap of papers.  He smelled her sweet perfume and instinctively kissed her, but it should have stopped at that.

He picked up the picture, clearly seeing Troy Houser as he watched his wife dance with the other man.  There was a glare in his eyes and it wasn’t able to be refuted.  He had the strange feeling he did, similar to the one that he felt when Troy left their meeting.

As he was looking at the picture, he heard a knock on his door.  He glanced up to see Marisa in his doorway.  “I’m sorry to bother you, but can we talk?”  She didn’t give him a chance to answer her, as she entered his office and closed his door behind her.  When she turned around, he tried to read her mind, yet he saw that it wouldn’t be an easy task. 

“What’s on your mind?”  He asked, putting the picture down and looking back up at her.

She was hesitant, glancing around his office and he wondered if she saw the visuals, too.  “I want to talk about Saturday,” she walked over and sat down in his chair.

He wanted to avoid it at all costs, but he could see that she was not having that in mind.  “Okay.”

“It wasn’t planned…” she began.

“No…it wasn’t,” he concurred. 

“I guess that I was wondering how you felt about it?” 

He thought about that.  He would be lying if he said that it wasn’t what occupied every moment of his mind.  He would be denying everything if he said that he didn’t want to rip her clothes off and enjoy another day of sex with her. 

He bit back the thought and just looked at her.  “You are a very passionate woman, Jamison.”  He groaned, knowing what words he would speak next.  “I’m not looking for a relationship.”

“I’m not neither,” she whispered.

“What we did on the floor of this office, needs to stay between us.” She nodded, proving that she was aware of that.  His eyes wandered to her lips, the same lips that he could have remained kissing all night, but he looked away. 

“We let impulses take over and I’m too much of a stickler to make sure that never happens again.”

Her face fell and she looked down at his desk.  He knew that he saw hurt in her eyes, but she stood up and nodded.  “I am glad that we’re on the same page.  It was something that we both needed in the moment, we claimed it, seized it, and that was it.  Thank you for your time.”

She turned from him and left his office.  He hadn’t expected her to be so casual about it, but he supposed he should have been glad.  Instead, he was trying to figure out how he could forget it.

***

Marisa sank down in her chair, after leaving his office.  She didn’t know what she had expected him to say, but she didn’t think he would resort to his abrupt attitude.  As she was contemplating how to forget about him, her phone rang.  She picked it up, “Hello?”

“Hey honey, I was just seeing how things were going?”

She groaned, hearing her mom’s voice.  She had given the phone number, because she didn’t have her cell anymore. 

Now she regretted it.  “Things are going great.  I absolutely love my job.”  She wanted to be as enthusiastic as she possibly could.  She hadn’t told her about the apartment, because she knew she would worry and that wasn’t good for anyone involved.

“Good…good…” her mother was saying.  “I was wondering if you had time to think about this weekend.”

“I don’t know mom.  He has me working weekends and I might not be able to get away.”  She looked up and saw that he was entering her office, “I have to go.  I’ll try,” she quickly hung up the phone and stood up.  “I’m sorry, I…”

“Please, you don’t have to apologize.  Everything alright?” He asked, a look of concern etched on his face.

She smiled so show that everything was fine.  “Yes, it’s fine, but I did want to ask you something.”

“Sure,” he replied, taking a seat.

“Well, every Fourth of July my family has a big barbeque.  The whole town comes and it’s something pretty cool, but I haven’t been back for it since I left home.

I was wondering if maybe you didn’t need me this weekend and I could go back to Pennsylvania.”

“Well…” he replied slowly, “you’ll be in Ohio this weekend, for business.”

Her eyes got big, “What?”

He pushed the folder toward her.  “I forgot to mention that every year there’s a two day lawyer’s conference in Columbus Ohio.  Your ticket and itinerary is inside.”

She nodded, knowing that she couldn’t change that.  “Okay.”

“I am sorry, Marisa,” he spoke as he stood up.  She saw that he appeared to be genuine. 

“I understand,” she replied, looking through the paperwork.  She didn’t see him as he left her office, but she pushed the folder away.  She picked up the phone and called her mom back to give her the news.  It couldn’t be helped and she would just make her see that.

***

Jeffrey sat in another boring meeting.  He didn’t like coming to this conference, but it was necessary to keep face.  As he was drowning out the topic at hand, about the quality of lawyer care, he glanced to Marisa, who was sitting next to him.

He wished things could have been different, but there was no way to go back.  Every minute he spent with her, he grew more enamored with her beauty.  Yet, it wasn’t enough to make him throw out all worries and just let what happened…happen. 

He shifted in his seat, to the growing erection in his pants.  His leg slid along hers and she shot a look in his direction.  “Sorry!” he whispered, turning his attention back to the speaker.

The speech lasted for another thirty minutes and when it was done and they were walking out of the room, he turned to her.  “That…was interesting,” she replied.

He laughed, “Well, you really don’t have to lie.”

She looked at him and they laughed together.  She looked away and shrugged, “Yeah, it was pretty boring.”

They headed out of the building and the warm air blew past him.  “At least it was the last meeting for the day.”  He glanced at his watch and saw that it was five o’clock.  “Want to grab a bite to eat before going back to the hotel?”

She paused.  He saw her bite her lower lip.  It was a trait he found endearing.  “I don’t know.”

“Please, at least let me do that.  It’s the least I could do from dragging you to these boring meetings.”

She slowly nodded, “Okay.”  She followed him to his car and he opened the door for her.  She looked up at him and cocked her head.  She shook her head and snickered, then got into the car.

He came around, but before starting the car he gave her an inquisitive look.  “What’s so funny?”

“I suppose that I am just thinking back to the first few days of working with you.  You were anything but gentlemanly.”

He nodded, thinking back to all the arrogance he portrayed.  “I suppose I have changed…a little.”  He also knew that a big part of that was due to her.