“Christ!”

This time his hips did lift off the chair briefly, as Tessa daintily licked the thick beads of pre-cum off the tip of his cock. Her tongue circled the broad, pulsing head over and over, before plunging inside the slit and sucking hard. And then she was taking the entire, throbbing length of him inside her wet, eager mouth, her lips moving up and down, back and forth, alternating between taking him as deep as she could manage, and then sucking just the super sensitive tip between her lips. Her hand was equally busy, reaching beneath him to squeeze his testicles, with one finger inching a bit higher to press along the base of his prostate gland.

It was difficult to believe that until a year ago she’d never done this, had never given a man a blow job. He had taught her the skill, showed her how he liked to be touched and kissed, but much of the pleasure she was giving him now was the result of her own natural instincts. And the pleasure she was giving him was far beyond anything he had ever felt before, far beyond anything he might have ever dreamed of. She was a siren, a sex goddess, he thought dazedly, feeling his climax approaching, and knowing it was going to be an earthshattering one. The fact that she was going down on him here in his office, a place where he had always obeyed all the rules, had always behaved in a professional, disciplined manner, made it all that much naughtier, made it even more forbidden. And also increased his pleasure ten times over.

He grasped handfuls of her hair when he came, his head falling back so far that his chair very nearly tipped over. And even though he’d come so hard he had nearly blacked out for a few seconds, all it took was one look at her for him to become aroused again instantly.

Tessa was still kneeling in front of him, half of her body beneath his desk, her tousled blonde head resting on his thigh as if in surrender or adoration. He stroked her hair lovingly, knowing without having to be told that she would do anything he asked of her, that she trusted him with her very life as well as her body and her heart. It was a powerful feeling to know that a woman like her was so willing and eager to please him, and he vowed silently to never, ever take advantage of that willingness, and to never take that eagerness and devotion for granted.

She looked up at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes dreamy and almost dazed. The bare skin over her breasts and torso was flushed pink, her nipples hard, and he knew she was highly aroused, that giving him pleasure always excited her, too.

“Did that live up to all of your dirty fantasies, Mr. Gregson?” she asked in that high, breathy voice that kept him in a state of perpetual arousal.

He laughed, or at least tried to, for the sound that came out of his throat was raw and raspy. “That, darling, far surpassed the most explicit, X-rated wet dream any man has ever known,” he assured her. “That mouth of yours - what you can do with it should be illegal.”

She began to stroke his thigh, her eyes twinkling up at him mischievously. “I had a very good teacher, as you’ll recall. In fact, he’s taught me all sorts of very wicked things over the past year. And fortunately my education is far from over.”

Ian shook his head. “I think that in this case, love, the student might be surpassing the teacher.” He brushed his thumb over her lips. “I told you not long after we became lovers that you had a great deal of untapped sexuality, and that I was very much looking forward to helping you uncover all of it.”

He bent down and gave her a deep, open-mouthed kiss that left her gasping. “But you’ve far exceeded what I first saw in you, Tessa. You’ve matured from a young, rather innocent girl into a very sensual, very sexual woman. What’s more, in helping you to uncover all of that, I realized that I had ignored my own needs and desires for far too long, didn’t realize that I was such a sexual person. So you may think that I’ve taught you practically everything you know about sex and passion, darling, but I’ve learned just as much from you.”

He zipped up his trousers before standing, and then pulled her up into his arms. Their kiss was hungry, passionate, but also tender and loving at the same time. His hands traveled down her naked back to the waistband of her skirt, his fingers beginning to toy with the zipper. But he looked up in surprise when Tessa stilled his progress.

“Wait.” She gave a little shake of her head. “Not here. Over there. I want you to take up exactly where you left off a year ago. I want to see how it would have happened if that phone call hadn’t come through.”

She inclined her head towards the wall where he’d had her pinned against his body on that fateful night. He had kissed and caressed her wildly that night, without the smallest bit of finesse, so sexually aroused that he’d been out of his mind with desire. He had ground his cock against the notch of her thighs, stimulating her enough even through the layers of their clothing to make her come. And if his damned cell phone hadn’t rung at that precise moment…

The memory of how she’d looked that night, how the orgasm had taken her by complete surprise, made him instantly hard again. Roughly, he all but shoved her against that very same wall, his body trapping hers in place.

“It was just like this, wasn’t it?” he rasped, lifting one of her legs to hook around his hip.

Tessa wound her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to hers. “It was exactly like this,” she whispered just before kissing him fiercely.

His hand found her breast, his fingers plucking at the nipple, as he continued to grind himself against her. They were like two animals in heat, dry humping each other frantically, just as they had done exactly a year ago in this very spot. His other hand slid up her thigh until it reached her soaked slit, and she was so wild with need by now that he merely had to brush his fingers lightly over her clit before she fell apart in his arms.

“I believe this is the point where we were so rudely interrupted,” he whispered teasingly in her ear, stroking her back comfortingly as she continued to tremble in reaction.

She nodded. “So, what - what would have happened next? If your phone hadn’t rung at this exact moment, what would you have done now?”

“This,” he muttered hoarsely, unzipping her skirt and pushing it to the floor before dropping to his knees in front of her. She emitted a little yelp of surprise as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her legs, urging her to step out of them.

Ian smirked as he picked up the tiny scrap of silver gray lace. “Well, I hope you packed a spare pair in your purse, darling, because these are a bit too, er, soaked, for you to even consider wearing home this evening.”