Without hesitation, his big finger slipped into her folds, moving and twisting, teasing until she groaned. “You’re missing the point,” she grumbled.
And then he didn’t miss! Goodness, when his finger slipped into her wet heat, she just about splintered apart right then and there! She grabbed his wrist and held him still, shaking her head. “Please…too fast,” she told him. “I don’t want to climax just yet.”
He pressed a hand against her shoulders. “Lean back, Mindy,” he commanded.
She looked at him, startled by the tone, but that only caused her body to heat up even more. Since his finger was still sliding in and out of her heat, she knew that he recognized what had just happened. She started to say something more, to deny how turned on she was, but he shook his head. “Now!” he ordered.
She whimpered again, but followed his command, leaning back against the cold granite of her island countertop. The heat of his body, the strength of his finger inside of her and the cold stone all made different sensations which increased her pleasure. Lifting her hands, she tried to stop him, the intensity getting to be a bit more than she could handle.
“Drop your hands, Mindy. I get to look at you.” He surveyed her naked body like this. “You have no idea how much this turns me on.”
“How much?” she asked.
He moved to the side and took her hand, bringing her fingers to the erection that was still encased behind the unforgiving denim. “You do this to me. All the time, Mindy.”
She ran her hand over the bulge in his jeans, amazed that she had this kind of power over such a large, intimidating man.
But he didn’t give her enough time to explore. “No more.”
And he moved back between her legs, pushing them wider as he looked down at her. She tried to close her legs, feeling self-conscious even as her arousal spiked even higher, but his sharp eyes looked up into her blue ones. “Don’t,” he ordered. “I love looking at you like this.”
Relaxing, she allowed him to look, feeling more powerful as his fingers gently stroked her inner thighs. He didn’t touch her again, but just his heated look was doing things to her that she couldn’t believe.
Then he moved his fingers closer and closer, circling around.
“I can see you glistening with arousal.”
Her fingers curled around the edge of the countertop as his rough voice soothed her, turned her on even more.
“You’re all pink and aroused for me, aren’t you?” he said, his voice huskier, but almost contemplative.
“Yes. Are you going to do anything about it?” she asked shifting her hips slightly, trying to entice him.
“And if I want to just look?” he asked, his thumbs closer and closer. Oh, if only he would touch her there like he’d been doing a few minutes ago!
“I think it’s more fun to touch than to look.”
He made a noise in the back of his throat but that wasn’t enough warning for what he did next. His hands spread her knees wider and she arched her back once again. But that only gave him better access. She’d closed her eyes for a moment so she had no warning when his hot mouth covered her. Her hands moved from the edge of the countertop to his head, her body heating up even more. He pulled her knees up onto his elbows, his arms wrapping around so his fingers could open her up even more. In this position, she had no way to control the sensations. She was completely at his mercy.
Thankfully, he had none at all!
His hot tongue danced around that bundle of nerves but when his mouth closed over the whole thing, his tongue flicking against it repeatedly, she just lost it. All control was with him and he played her body until she was screaming with the orgasm. When she was slipping over that cliff, his tongue stopped flicking so that his whole mouth could suck and that only intensified her climax and she screeched, her mind abandoning any sense of decorum as her body throbbed with the pleasure he was giving her.
As the climax eased up, so did his mouth and, with one final lick, he stood up and kissed her stomach. “Thank you,” he groaned as he kissed and nibbled his way back up her body.
Mindy laughed, shaking her head as her body slowly came down from that intense shock. She didn’t even feel the hard stone under her head, too aware of the tingling sensations still warming her body.
Then he lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the kitchen. “Where’s your bed?” he demanded.
She pointed towards the stairs and he carried her effortlessly up, shouldering his way through one of the doors. Thankfully, it was her bedroom and he laid her down on the quilt. Mindy watched with increasing fascination as he stripped off his clothes. Shoulders were revealed, rippling abs. His hands unlatched the belt buckle and she sat up on her knees, eager for her first look.
He stopped and she looked up, startled. “Why did you…”
Several condoms landed by her knee and she looked down at them, then back up at him. “Oh,” she whispered, shocked and impressed that he thought she could last for so many occurrences. Then again, perhaps she should be more impressed that he thought he could go that many times.
“You’re awfully confident about yourself,” she teased.
A moment later, he was naked and he stepped closer to the bed. Taking her hand, he wrapped her fingers around his shaft. “I’ve wanted you since the first day you walked into the building. This has nothing to do with confidence,” he explained as he reached out to cup her breast even as he held her hand over his erection. “It has everything to do with all the things I’ve wanted to do to you.”
Those words…her breath caught in her throat and she couldn’t believe he’d been so open and honest. For a man who had spoken so few words to her in the past year, tonight was like nirvana. He was talking, touching, almost even smiling.
“Then…”
She couldn’t finish whatever it was she was about to say because he kissed her. It was raw, primal, overwhelming. And Mindy loved it. She loved touching him, having him touch her. And just as before, he loved looking at her, which only intensified her arousal. She’d never liked being looked at before, thinking she was too round in all the wrong places. But with Gus, his eyes told her that he liked what he saw and wanted to see everything. So she let him.
When he finally entered her, she gasped and wiggled, trying to accommodate to his size. He was big, but he was perfect! She lifted her hips, silently inviting him in deeper. And deeper! “Yes!” she gasped and twisted, shifting until he was fully inside of her. “Please…!”
“Tell me what you want, Mindy,” he said, moving just slightly. Looking up at him, she could see the tension in his shoulders, the taut muscles in his arms as he tried to hold still. Smiling, she tightened her inner muscles and shifted her hips as much as his strong arms would allow. “I want you to move. I want you to make love to me,” she told him.
And with those words, he did exactly that. Slowly at first, he moved in and out of her body. But as the tension built, the pace increased. She suspected he was holding back, not wanting to hurt her. Smiling to herself, she reached up and wrapped her legs around him, lifting her hips to every one of his thrusts. “Faster,” she begged. With that one word, he unleashed his control and it was more blissful than she could have ever imagined. Bending over her, he moved his hips faster and faster until she screamed out as her second release washed over her. Only then did he growl and arch his back as he followed right behind her with his own climax.
When they could finally catch their breath, he fell on top of her and she hugged him, thinking he was the most incredible man she’d ever met.
Chapter 5
Mindy looked at the mail, wondering what she should do about it. It was a large envelope but the mail carrier had delivered it to the wrong office. This package was for Gus.
Should she bring it over?
It was the considerate thing to do but…
She hadn’t heard from him all week. He’d been gone from her bed Saturday morning when she’d woken up and he hadn’t call
ed all weekend. She’d seen him around the hangars a few times over the last few days, felt his gaze on her as she’d walked from the mechanics shop to the planes, but she’d kept her distance, not sure what he wanted.
Mindy admonished herself for feeling sorry for herself. He’d been perfectly honest with her. He’d told her that he could only offer her that night. Nothing else. And he’d given her more that night than she’d ever dreamed possible.
It was her fault that she wanted more.
She shouldn’t want more. Especially after he hadn’t called her.
“Hey Mindy, do you know where…” and her day began. Mindy focused all of her attention on Pete, one of the pilots, who had come into the office asking for some forms. Then Marcy called, asking which plane could fly Teague and Logan out to Arizona. There were conference calls, forms to fill out, flight plans to file with the authorities, food to order, inventories to review and numerous other issues to deal with.
It was after five o’clock when she got back to her desk and things began to quiet down.
That’s when she saw the package. It was just staring back at her, looking benign and yet, so non-benign.
She should deliver it to Gus’ assistant. There was a receptionist that was right inside the door to his office. Surely, Silvia could take the package and deliver it, couldn’t she?
It would be a simple drop-off. Nothing more. Nothing less. She’d just hand over the package. If Silvia wasn’t there, Mindy figured she could just put it on the receptionist’s desk and walk way. Gus wouldn’t even know she was there.
She’d do it. She’d just dump and run. And if Gus was there, they could share a secret smile together.
As soon as she opened the door, Gus was standing there, big and handsome and all gruff looking. All of her plans went out the window.
“Mindy,” he growled, looking at her as if he wanted to eat her up. Mindy thought about the idea for a long moment, remembering the last time that he had…wanting him to do it to her again more than anything.
And then she was in his arms, he was lifting her up and carrying her somewhere else. To his office? She didn’t know, was only vaguely aware of a door closing, hearing a lock click and then, he was pulling her sweater off, over her head and dumping it on the floor beside a huge desk. Her skirt wasn’t even pulled off, it was just pushed up around her waist. Then he was kissing her, his big hands kneading her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples and Mindy was so lost, she couldn’t even control the desire swirling inside of her. She wanted him so badly, her fingers fumbled with his belt buckle. When it wouldn’t come apart easily, she abandoned that effort to go for his zipper. She moved her hands inside of his jeans and…Oh glorious man!
His erection was in her hands and he was pressing her legs wider. Her hand squeezed, her fingers sliding up and down his shaft and she wanted to taste him. Sliding off of the desk, she started to bend lower, needing to taste him.
“No time,” he growled and spun her around. He placed her hands flat on his desk and pushed her skirt higher. “Mindy!” he groaned.
Then she was the one groaning as he pressed into her body. She wiggled, feeling him press even deeper as she closed her eyes, needing him deeper, pressing her bottom back against his erection so he would move faster.
“Damn!” and he pulled out.
Mindy spun around, wondering what was wrong. Then she saw him drag his wallet out and grab the condom. Swallowing, she bent down onto her knees again, thinking he was distracted trying to get the condom wrapper opened. She wrapped her mouth around him, tasting him, feeling him pulse against her tongue and he was amazing. She couldn’t take all of him in her mouth, but what she could feel, she gloried in.
“NO!” he growled and lifted her up. With one hand, he put the condom on while he fondled her breast with the other, pressing her back against his desk.
“Put your legs around me,” he commanded, then didn’t wait for her to respond. His hands settled under the backs of her knees and he pulled her forward. With one thrust, he buried himself in her heat then stopped, both of them reveling in how good it felt to be connected like this again.
“I missed you so much this week,” she said, pressing her knees higher, taking him deeper. “Don’t tease me Gus. Just…”
And he started moving. It wasn’t a slow, rhythmic joining. This was frantic. Hot and heavy. He was too big and perfect, and Mindy was too turned on. Within minutes, she was shattering apart, her climax spinning her out of control as he pounded into her.
Long thrusts later, she felt him come as well and held on as he slammed into her over and over as she rode the wave.
When it was all over, she wrapped her arms around his neck, breathing in the musky scent of him mingled with her own.
“That was glorious,” she whispered.
“Come to my place and let’s do it again,” he told her, his voice low and raspy. His hands gently cradled her head, holding her against him as if he didn’t want to move.
“Yes,” she sighed.
With her immediate and heartfelt agreement, she felt his erection harden once again and her smile widened. “How about if we get out of here before we start that all over again?”
He sighed, his hot breath against her neck and she squeezed his shoulders. “I promise, we won’t stop until we’re both satisfied.”
He pulled out of her, then looked down at her opening. He hadn’t even bothered to take off her bra, only pulled the straps down to reveal her breasts. “I want you naked, woman,” he told her, his big hand coming up to cup her breast.
She inhaled as she endured his caress. But when his thumb flicked against her pebbled nipple, she grabbed his hand, stopping him from doing more. “A bed,” she reminded him. “Naked.”
“Right,” and he stopped, carefully adjusting her bra strap for her. “Naked.”
Mindy jumped off of the desk, watching as he zipped up his zipper. Had she done that to him? To his hair? She almost laughed, but thought that might be too much. She was giddy with happiness, but turned around, grabbing her sweater and pulling it on over her head.
“Let’s go,” he told her and grabbed her elbow, leading her out of the office. He already had her purse and tote bag in his hand, only pausing to lock the door and make sure that her office door was locked before they headed back out to the parking lot.
“I’m driving,” he told her and opened the passenger door to his SUV.
Mindy jumped into the passenger seat, her body still thrumming from their interlude in his office. Never before had she done anything so outrageous! Having sex in an office? Good grief, what was she thinking?
Then she glanced over at Gus. “Yep!”
He took his eyes off of the road for a split second. “What’s that for?”
Mindy’s head whipped back to look at him, surprised that she’d actually said the thought out loud. “Oh, um…I was just…!” He looked at her again and she sighed, her shoulders drooping ever so slightly. “I was a bit horrified about having sex in your office, on your desk. I couldn’t imagine why I’d done that but then I looked over at you and realized why.”
No comment, but that dark eyebrow went up. She took that to mean that he needed more of an explanation.
She thought about lying, or of just remaining quiet. But this was Gus. She was in his car and the man was driving to his house so that they could continue their…affair? She wasn’t exactly sure how to define what they were doing. An affair sounded tawdry…well, and a bit more official than what they seemed to be doing.
Mindy realized that he was still waiting for an answer. “I think you’re an incredibly attractive man, Gus. Both inside and out.”
“Inside?” he asked, another monosyllabic prompting.
She smiled. “Yes. You’re a good person inside. Your employees respect you and you’ve grown your company to a large, efficient organization in a very short period of time. You’re a good man, Gus.”
He pulled up outside of a log cabin type of
house, shutting off the engine. Mindy turned to look at him just as he twisted in the driver’s seat. “I’m not good,” he told her.
Mindy smiled gently, reaching out to touch his rough cheek. “Yes you are.”
He wanted to argue with her, but she was touching him and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He needed her. Possibly in ways he didn’t want to admit, but he needed her touch, her smiles. He needed her in his bed. Now!
Gus practically ripped the door off of the hinges as he exited the truck, coming around to the other side. Mindy was already out of the truck, waiting for him and he lifted her up into his arms, kissing her as he walked into the house. They barely made it through the front door before he was pulling her clothes off of her again. But this time, he wanted her naked. And he wanted to be naked, feeling all of her skin against his own.
Mindy gasped when he tore off her clothes, but loved every moment of it. His urgency spurred on her own, intensifying the need she’d been feeling from almost the moment she’d climaxed on his desk.
When she was completely naked, Gus pushed her back against the door of his house and just looked at her, taking in her soft curves, full breasts and the heat in her eyes. Going down on one knee, he lifted one of her legs up, pulling it over his shoulder as his fingers teased her opening. His mouth covered her and he sucked, licked, teased and tasted her incredible body.
He didn’t have nearly enough time tasting her before he felt her shudders of release, her fingers gripping his hair as she gasped out her pleasure. He’d thought he could slow down once he’d tasted her, but that wasn’t the case. He needed more. Lifting her higher, he grabbed her legs and impaled her against the door with his body.
“Damn!” he growled, but couldn’t stop himself from sliding into her once. Twice. Pulling out, he shook his head and grabbed for his wallet.
“What’s wrong?” she gasped. “Oh!”
Gus rolled the condom down his shaft, cursing himself for forgetting it twice in one night. But this was Mindy and…well, she was too incredible.
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