Unfinished Business |2| ✓

The Desk

"You're distracting me," I pointed out, trying to concentrate on completing my work but his hands roaming my body were very distracting. It was my last day here after a full week of working. Kolson demanded that I stay one more week before leaving.

Yesterday, my coworkers took me out to lunch to celebrate and I got a few going away presents. I'm going to miss them and working here, especially now that Kol and I are so close. However, I'm excited about the future. This is all going to be worth it and it isn't the end of the world. "Would you stay if I raise your paycheque?" Kolson whispered in my ear, his fingers running below the waistband of my skirt.

"No," I stated. I swat his hand away and stood up from his lap. I knew it was a bad idea when he suggested I used his office today. "Don't be like that," Kolson whined and grabbed my hips. He pulled me back on his lap. Now our chests were touching and my legs were on either side of him. I kept my hands firmly on his chest, not tempting myself to go further. "I have a son that needs my attention," I stated. He dips his head to my neck, littering the skin where my shoulder and neck meet with kisses.

"I know that, but I won't see you much anymore," he whispered in my ear and grazed the lobe seductively with his teeth. I couldn't pull away even if I wanted to. So instead I started unbuttoning his shirt and moving my hips slightly over the bulge in his pants. Kolson smirked against my neck and wasted no time claiming my lips eagerly, his hand under my ear and the other untying my top.

"What are you planning to do?" He asked me as I pushed his shirt and jacket off his body. "Fuck you," I simply said and hungrily claimed his lips again. He inhaled deeply and finally gave in to the kiss, allowing sparks to dance under my skin. When he stood with me pressed to his body, I wrapped my legs around his waist automatically and began unbuckling his belt. We were quick to get our clothes off each other so now he was fully naked in front of me. My shirt and bra were gone. I needed him to take off my skirt before I do it myself. We were impatiently wanting what we craved and Kol was being too patient for my liking.

His hand slid down to rest on my knees and I pout my wet lips when he pulled away. "This is why I love these skirts of yours, such," he started pushing the skirt up my thigh. "Easy," his fingertips hooked on my underwear. "Access," he moaned softly as the underwear rolled down my legs. I shake my head and pull him closer, eager to feel that connection again from last week. He was eager to push around the laptop and papers from the middle of the table. My ankles locked behind him, already imagining how wild this position would drive me.