I Want You

Two

"I have to say, this is a very pleasant surprise," he murmured sexily, eyes never leaving my barely-clad figure.

Shoot!

"Um..." I stuttered. What the hell should I say!?

"I came here to take the documents for the new project," he stated. Oh, I can't get over his voice.

"Oh," I said dumbly.

Say something you idiot!

"William never mentioned you'll be coming over today, and he's not here either." I finally pulled myself together.

"Oh really, but he told me the documents are in his house." If he was shocked, he really sucked at showing it.

"Well, I think you better go to his office, he'd be of great help to you," I laughed nervously. "I have no idea what you're looking for so I'm no help."

Somehow, his eyes sparked and his overall expression changed from cool disinterest to untamed desire.

"Oh, but you are, Mrs James," he murmured, voice low and sultry.

"How so, Mr Ross?" I played along. I had no idea why I said that, but the tension between us was exhilarating.

Adrian moved forward, fully entering the house and shutting the door behind him.

The lock came next and I jumped a bit as the loud sound echoed throughout the quiet house.

"Can I have some coffee, please? I had quite a hectic morning."

Okayyyy.

"Yeah, sure." I agreed. "How would you like your coffee?"

"Sweet." He immediately answered, looking me up and down as if I were an all-you-can-eat buffet and he was starved for months.

I nodded and turned to the kitchen, hiding my rising blush along the way.

Get it together!

As I got the coffee machine going, I felt a presence behind me. Was he going to sit and watch!?

I opened the cupboard above me and pretended I couldn't reach the mug. Within seconds, I felt his hot, rock-hard body being plastered to my back as he got to it with ease.

I expected him to stay that way for a couple of seconds and then he'd let go, but he sensually trailed his hand down my outstretched arm. He trailed those fingers lightly down my skin, causing goosebumps to arise throughout my whole body.

His hand moved down, down, until it fit into the curve of my hips and brought me closer to him. I gasped as my butt made contact with his hardening groin.

"Keep your arm up," he commanded as I started to let go of the cupboard.

His right hand moved up the front of my body. Oh, how good his hand felt against the silk on my body, it was so so good.

He rubbed his fingers over my hardened nipple over the robe, going back and forth.

The loose tie of my robe allowed his wandering hand to sneak inside and cup my left breast. My tongue went dry and my lower belly fluttered violently.

"Scheiße," he muttered as his big hand groped me from inside my robe.

He messaged the heavy globe with varying intensity; he'd tenderly rub it like it was made of glass, and he'd squeeze it so hard as if it were a stress ball.

I was so into what he's doing that I didn't feel him opening the robe apart like a wild monster, it was the burst of cool air on my chest that made me realise it.