Tessa ran her tongue over her nude-glossed lips, the look in her blue eyes almost feral. “Exactly what I was thinking, Mr. Gregson,” she purred, giving his tie a playful tug. “And since it was such a shame that we were so rudely interrupted that way, I think it’s only right that we finish what we started. Don’t you agree?”

He almost laughed at the way she deliberately batted her long, curly eyelashes at him. But he was so immensely turned on by her provocative actions that he didn’t dare to so much as smirk, afraid that she would stop what she was doing. Instead, he grasped her by the hips and half-lifted, half-scooted her onto his lap, her thighs straddling his. Tessa made a little sound of surprise, but quickly recovered and wound her arms around his neck.

“I do agree,” he murmured, very aware of the sizeable erection tenting his trousers, and the way his lusty fiancée was slowly grinding her pelvis against it. He bit his lip, stifling the low groan he would have emitted otherwise as Tessa continued to give him an impromptu lap dance.

“However,” he added in a sterner voice, his hands clamping down on her hips to hold her still, “I suggest that we finish this in the privacy of our bedroom, you little witch. In case you’ve forgotten, we aren’t alone here.”

Tessa bent forward until her breasts brushed his chest, running her tongue along the side of his neck. “No need for that,” she breathed softly. “I sent Marisol home half an hour ago so that she could spend some time with her children. You didn’t even notice that I’ve been the one answering your phones for the last thirty minutes.”

Andrew was on vacation this week, visiting his family in Seattle, and Marisol had been filling in for him. Ian had been so absorbed in his work that he definitely hadn’t noticed her absence, or that his very devious fiancée had engineered switching places with her.

This time he did smirk. “And was there a specific intention behind this substitution? Or were you just helping Marisol out by letting her leave work early?”

Tessa shook her head, her long blonde hair curling wildly over her shoulders. “I confess to having an ulterior motive,” she admitted with a very sultry smile. “Maybe several of them. After all, we’re completely alone over here, the rest of the office is pretty much empty, and your door is locked. And everyone knows not to disturb the boss man when his office door is closed. That means we can feel free to pick up where we left off last year when we were very, very rudely interrupted.”

“Tessa.” He gave her an indulgent smile, capturing her hand as it came perilously close to squeezing his fully erect cock. “You’re beyond tempting, darling, and while your, er, suggestion is rather intriguing, I’m not going to -”

“What would you have done if your cell phone hadn’t rung at that moment?” she whispered to him, grinding her pelvis in slow, deliberate circles against his almost painful erection. “Would you have stopped with just a few kisses? Didn’t you want to finish what we started?”

He groaned, finding it increasingly more difficult to resist her deliberate seduction. “Yes, you little temptress. You know damned well I did.”

“Mmm.” She began to loosen his tie, nuzzling a spot behind his ear at the same time. “Tell me what you would have done next if we hadn’t been interrupted.”

“Everything,” he growled, his control perilously near the breaking point, and his concern about engaging in amorous activities in his office quickly becoming insignificant. “I would have done every dirty, depraved thing I’d fantasized about doing to you for over two years. First, I would have stripped you naked, spread you out here on my desk, and tasted this sweet, hot pussy until you came at least a dozen times.”

Tessa’s blue eyes grew bigger and rounder with each word that fell from his lips, her breathing a little more uneven. “And - and then?”

His hands slid up beneath her skirt to cup her buttocks, holding her still as he rocked her back and forth on his cock. “And then I would have flipped you over, keeping this gorgeous ass up in the air, and fucked you from behind.” His tongue traced an erotic little circle around her ear. “That would have been the first time I took you.”

“Oh.” She was trembling now from arousal, and he could feel the wetness between her legs dampening his trousers. “You - you wouldn’t have, um, stopped after that first time?”

“No.” He slid his hand further up her thigh, his middle finger slipping beneath the lacy band of her panties to where she was hot and creamy. He penetrated her with first one, and then two fingers, keeping up a slow, steady rhythm, his fingers thrusting in and out of her tight slit. “That would have been just the beginning, darling, only the first of many fantasies I would have fulfilled that evening.”

“Ohhh.” She groaned, her head falling back limply, and she had to clutch the arms of his desk chair to hold herself up. A loud gasp escaped her lips as his thumb manipulated her clit. “What - what other sort of - oh, God! - fantasies did you have about me?”

Ian began to unbutton her gray silk blouse, one button at a time. “Having you sit on my lap, just like you are now, while I sucked your nipples.” He pushed the blouse off her shoulders before deftly dispensing of her lacy silver gray bra. “Like this.”

He cupped one big, round breast in his palm, pushing it up high enough to meet the slow, wet lick of his tongue. The sounds she made deep in her throat as he sucked the pale apricot nipple into his mouth made him even harder, impossible as that seemed. He repeated his actions on the other breast, then replaced his lips and tongue with his fingers, tugging both fully erect nipples at the same time.

Tessa’s breathing was ragged by now, and she was so wet that the crotch of his trousers was becoming soaked where she was straddling his lap. The realization that he could arouse her to these heights, could make her so wild with need, only increased his own overwhelming need for release.

“And of course,” he whispered in a very deliberate, very seductive voice, “my most frequent fantasy about you - at least, while you were here in the office - involved you kneeling under my desk and sucking me off. In fact, practically every time I saw you walk by, all I could think about was this sexy mouth of yours wrapped around my cock.”

He ran a finger over her lush, pillowy lips, emitting a low growl of approval when she sucked it into her mouth. Without a word, Tessa slid off his lap until she was kneeling between his widespread thighs, and a shudder went through his entire body as her fingers went to his zipper. He was so hard by now that he had to grit his teeth as she carefully drew his penis out, and he very nearly leapt out of his chair at the first touch of her soft, delicate hands on his flesh.