Holiday Blackout #4
Ian reached for Yoona’s hand that held the gift. “It was already on my desk when I first moved into that office. Someone must have left it behind.”
“Wow, a regift. Even better,” she said flatly.
He tugged on her hand and pulled her forward, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. She took a step closer to him. Despite the snow falling outside and the blackout cutting off the heat in the building, she swore she felt the temperature rise as their bodies came close to touching.
“I don’t keep anything in my office remotely worthy of giving to you,” he whispered.
“But this, this random paperweight, decided to fall off my desk when the lights went out. And the sound brought you to me. It brought you to my office and now we’re here.
I might just believe it has magical powers. ”
Her breath caught as Ian leaned in, lowering his head. She kept her eyes open till the very last moment as he drew even nearer. And then she finally closed them as his lips met hers in a kiss.
No matter how many times he told himself to stay away from her, that he had too much at stake to risk a distraction, Ian had been able to control himself physically. But his mind? It never forgot. It never kept Yoona far from him.
He was tired of trying. He wanted her. He wanted her more than he wanted anything else.
He kissed her and her lips immediately softened to welcome him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
He slipped his tongue into her mouth, exploring, piercing, giving.
She moaned and he thought he would lose his mind.
She was so responsive, pliant, melding her body to his, holding him tighter, making it clear what she wanted.
He lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around him and walked them to the couch, not separating from their kiss.
He turned slightly so he could sit first, letting her straddle him as they went down.
Yoona ground herself against him and Ian felt out of control with desire.
He moved from her mouth down to her neck, sucking, nipping, licking.
He pulled at her ear with his lips and then kissed down her jaw.
His hands moved up her back, wrapped around her neck, and then came up to cradle her face. He wanted to touch her everywhere.
He crashed their lips back together.
“Ian,” she said through ragged breaths. “I want you.” The words were heady, but it was the look she gave him when she said them, fire and desire and determination in her eyes, that snapped any last sense of control.
They moved frantically. Her fingers quickly undid his belt and the top hook of his slacks. She pulled down the zipper and reached in, working around his boxer briefs until she found what she was desperate for. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and tightened her grip.
He hissed at the contact, wanting the warmth of her hold, but wishing for more. She pumped her fist once, twice, dragging down to the base with just the right amount of pressure, then back up to the tip. Her thumb rubbed over his slit and spread the wetness of his precum over the head.
Ian needed to get closer. “Baby, stand up for me so I can get your pants off.” She quickly got to her feet and stepped back.
She looked down at him with hunger in her eyes as he unbuttoned her pants and dragged the fabric down her legs till it hit the ground.
She had on red cotton underwear patterned in snowmen.
He looked up at her, raising an eyebrow.
“They’re festive,” she said, a smile spreading across her face.
He nodded in agreement, then grabbed her ass, pulling her close, lifting her blouse as he placed wet kisses down her stomach to the top of her panties.
He hooked a finger into each side and slowly pulled them down, kissing each bit of skin revealed along the way.
She dragged her fingers through his hair and held on as he teased with gentle pecks all around her sensitive parts.
“Ian,” she begged. She pulled back and stepped out of her underwear. She unbuttoned her blouse, unsnapped her bra, and let them both drop to the ground. Yoona stood before him completely, and gloriously, naked.
“Next time, Yoona, I will be the one to take off your bra,” he said, voice as steady as he could keep it. And he’d do it with his teeth, he thought. “Now come here.” He reached for her.
She straddled him again, this time hovering on her knees, taking him back in her hand. She lined his tip up along her pussy and pulled it along her folds. She was wet, and the heat radiating from her, along with this slight pressure, was good enough to almost make him come.
“We don’t have a condom,” she said.
“Lots of fun things we can do without one,” he replied. She whined, and he whispered promises of the other stuff for next time. Because he would make sure there was a next time. Many more next times to come.
He wrapped his hand over hers and continued to work his cock against her, dragging along her slit, letting the tip of his head touch and tease her opening.
When her moans grew louder and her movements more erratic, when he knew she was close, he pressed his thumb against her clit, moving in circles with unrelenting pressure until he felt it begin to pulsate.
“Ian,” she called out. “Oh god, I’m coming, I’m coming, yes…”
He pushed one finger inside her, thrusting in and out as her walls tightened in pulses.
When she finished riding the wave, he pulled his finger out and wrapped his hand back over hers around his shaft.
He guided her to speed up the pace, gripping him a little tighter, and after a few more pumps he covered the head and emptied himself into his hand, some spilling onto his lower stomach.
Their foreheads met as they recovered and caught their breath. After a few more moments, Yoona placed a kiss on Ian’s mouth and scrambled off, grabbing some Kleenex from her desk for both of them.
Ian shifted to lie down, head against the arm of the couch.
He reached for Yoona, who lay down alongside him with a contented sigh and snuggled up against him.
She was half on him, half off, legs tangled, and his arm wrapped around her back to keep her close.
He pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered them.
He held her tightly—never wanting to let go.
CHAPTER SIX
“How am I ever gonna get work done in this office again?” Yoona teased. She could feel the rumble of his laugh as her head lay on his chest.