Boudoir Secrets

Chapter 16

James knew he had created unnecessary tension between himself and Air. He also knew how to fix it. She was such an open book when it came to her emotions regarding him. She would never stay truly mad. Couldn't. She loved him. That's where he had the advantage.

Armed with a bottle of champagne and two glasses, he dressed as respectably as he could and went to visit her at work. He winked at the receptionist and strolled casually into her office. She wasn't in. Hm! Just as he was about to turn and go ask the receptionist where she was, Arianrhod walked in. The look of surprise on her face said he'd done well. She wasn't expecting him.

"James!" She exclaimed, her voice trembling with desire. He looked hot!

James smiled and walked over to her, pushing Arianrhod into the door and expertly locking it behind her with the hand wielding the bottle of champagne.

He buried his head into her neck and kissed her till her knees went weak. She could feel his desire through her flimsy dress.

He led her to her desk and set the glasses and bottle down on the table before lifting her onto it as well. Arianrhod wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer. Her arms coiled about his neck and he fumbled with her bra. It came undone with a snap, freeing her breasts from their constrictive hold. Quickly he removed her dress and bra, smiling at the fact that she was not wearing any panties. His naughty little whore.

They made love. First on her desk then again on her windowsill, with her pressed against the glass. Just as they were about to start round three, the intercom came to life and her assistant issued a warning that her father was on his way to see her. Quickly they dressed and sat down, the unopened bottle shoved into her draw, along with the two unused glasses. A spritz of her perfume to mask the smell of sex in the room just in time before the dreaded knock on the door.

"One moment please, Mr York. I'm finishing up with a client."

Arianrhod straightened herself out once more as she unlocked the door.

James had picked up a file and was reading it when Mr York looked in. He knew that something was going on but couldn't say what exactly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realise you were busy. Could you please come to my office when you are done?"

"Of course, Mr York."

He pressed his lips together in disapproval as he walked away.

Arianrhod closed the door and locked it once more.

"You, sir, are going nowhere. We haven't finished!"