"I do." He answers.
A few moments of a burning gaze pass between us when he glances at the table and leans over digging his finger into the leftover icing on the plate. I watch him as he brings it to my mouth.
"Open up, Ms. Drake, and take it. All of it."
Who would say no to that, especially when cake is involved? He most likely won't be my boss anymore, so what is stopping me? Not like that ever prohibited me before.
I do as he commands and his sweet finger glides into my mouth. My lips close and my tongue curls as I suck the sweetness from him. Henrik's eyes flare and I can hear him groan. He leans in nipping at my neck while he removes his hand and paints my neck down to my shirt.
The heat of his breath is overpowering my senses and before I realize it he lifts my shirt to fondle my bare breast. As my hand grips his neck for support my other hand ventures to find firmer ground. Yes, I am talking about his dick!
Henrik grinds into my palm and his head drops to rest on my shoulder. A second later his head lifts and he pins me with his dark stare. He removes my hand from his erection and places it on my breast.
"Touch yourself, Morgana." His voice is low and husky. I do as he instructs because I can't seem to ever say no to the man. There is a flood of heat that travels to my core as I begin to pinch my nipple. My back arches just as I feel his fingers brush past the waistband of my pajama pants and push down to my clit.
My belly squeezes as I moan my pleasure as his touch penetrates inside me starting a slow rhythmic drive.
"I notice, Morgana, always. When you enter a room, I notice. The way you look at me, I notice. Those fucking sexy glasses of yours, I notice. But then I think I want more."
Instinctively I adjust my glasses but drop my hand as his thumb starts to circle my sweet spot and he continues to thrust in and out of me.
"I want to hear you laugh, but then that's not enough. I want to hear you sigh. But that still isn't fucking enough. I want to hear you whimper, moan and then I want to watch you break apart for me as you come."
His thrusting grows intense and I feel myself tighten around him. It is all so much, his words, how his eyelids fall anticipating my release. My hips move sporadically and I tease my nipple for it is the only control I have.
"That's it, Morgana. Come for me."
My eyes roll back as I tighten around his fingers. I cry out, "Fuck! Henrik." Tremors overtake my body as I rise high above everything and very slowly drift back down. My eyes open to find Henrik staring at me with a soft smile etched on his face.
"You are so beautiful, Morgana. I didn't think you could be more striking and then you came."
I pull him to me causing his lips to crash onto mine. They are soft but demanding and his tongue darts out seeking refuge. He groans as I lick his lips and I push him back so I can climb on top of him.
Suddenly the door knob jiggles. We turn our heads to see Aria push open the door and walk inside.
Chapter 25 - THE Disagreement ...
After the best orgasm of my life by the sexiest man I have ever been with, my roommate, Aria, walks in breaking the sexual high. I quickly grab at my shirt and pull it down just as she notices us on the couch. Her eyes enlarge as Aria brings her hand to her mouth.
"Oh God. I'm sorry. Don't mind me."
She briskly closes the door and darts off into her room.
"Buzz kill. Aria has the worst timing!"
I shake my head and look back at Henrik who is laughing which turns into wincing.
"Oh you're in pain. We shouldn't have done that."
His hands grab either side of my face pulling me toward him so our foreheads meet and he gifts me with chaste kisses.
"Even if I knew I wouldn't be able to walk again after what we just did, it still would have been worth it to watch you come."
My arms wrap around his neck and I deepen the kiss. His breath warm with the lingering scent of the spirit he drank earlier in the evening. I part my lips and let his velvety tongue sweep into me and dance with mine. This kiss is for both of us, not just to arouse me. His fingers dig into my hips and force me to grind onto his erection. Henrik breathes in gasps and I feel the vibration of a moan from his chest. What we have done up to this point hasn't held as much meaning as this kiss. Before it was sexual tension and play, but this is more.
It strikes me he has had his hand on my crotch four times since we met but this is the first time our lips have touched. I pull away from our embrace as my eyes try to focus on him.
"Henrik do you realize this is our first kiss?"
His lips are nipping at my neck as he murmurs his knowing response.
"That's funny. It never really occurred to me. Usually people kiss first and then the sex stuff happens." I comment trying to stay focused on my thought while his lips send shivers down my body. His hand is cemented to my breast again and I arch into his touch.
"I never kiss before someone has an orgasm."
I push away and blink a few times at him.