Inspired by Night: - a sexy new age romance (19 page)

‘She’ll sit between my legs and ask me to massage her again and I will, she’ll moan quietly and lean back against my chest tilting her head back against my shoulder. My hands will move round her massaging the front of her arms and moving towards her breasts, cupping them in both hands and squeezing them, kneading them together, rubbing my thumbs across the nipples in circular motions feeling them harden at my touch despite the heat of the water.’

He stopped suddenly and gasped, I opened my eyes and realised I was holding my breasts in my hands, my thumbs echoing his description, rubbing across my nipples. I gasped and dropped my hands and I heard Chris laugh.

‘You’re becoming insatiable, Liv.’

I blushed, I felt truly embarrassed. But so turned on at the same time and slightly frustrated. I could feel my pants were damp and I wanted to touch myself, relieve the frustration.

‘Do you want me to continue?’ he asked, teasing me with his warm soft voice. I nodded.

‘OK then. I’ll lift her hands up to her body and guide them to massage her own breasts, beneath my hands, I’ll then watch for a little while as she pinches her own nipples between her perfectly manicured finger and thumb. I’ll move my hands down her body, along her thighs and around the outside, cupping her ass, and I’ll lift her body, slightly repositioning her over the air jets of the Jacuzzi. She’ll start moaning again as the air blows against her sex and I’ll move one hand round to cup her, gently teasing one of my fingers back and forth along the length of her clitoris. She’ll arch her back and moan into my ear as I kiss her exposed neck, nipping the skin with my teeth and tugging at her earlobe.

‘The bubbles stop and the engines quiet and the silence distracts her, she’ll open her eyes as I gently push her away from me. She’ll float to the opposite side of the Jacuzzi and face me as I rise standing in the water before her. She’ll look up at me and move towards me, moving her hands up my thighs, cupping my ass, and pulling me towards her mouth, she’ll press her tongue against the tip of my cock and slowly lick a path from the tip along my full length, watching it harden before her eyes, she’ll return to the tip and pull it into her mouth, sucking gently and moving her lips up and down against my erection, weaving her tongue along the length. My legs stiffen and I’ll knit my fingers into her hair, wrapping the tresses around my wrists and pulling tightly, holding her head in place as I begin to buck my hips, forcing myself deeper into her mouth. She’ll wrap one hand delicately around the base of my cock and slow me, moving away she’ll stand up to join me and press her mouth against mine, our tongues dancing together. I’ll pick her up, wrapping her legs around my waist, and carry her out of the Jacuzzi and into the steam room. The steam room has tiled walls  and a large marble bench in the centre of the room. I’ll place her down on the centre slab on her back, looming over her, her legs still wrapped around my body. I move my body, slightly teasing her clitoris with my stiff cock, rubbing it up and down as her hips buck against me, trying to maintain a constant pressure against her. I’ll back off, pulling her body to the edge of the slab as I sink to my knees, holding her legs up and tracing a path along her inner thigh with my tongue. I’ll press my lips against her clitoris, darting my tongue along its length and circling the entrance to her sex, lapping up the evidence of her arousal and entering her with my tongue. As she moans and writhes against the hard marble stone I’ll trace a circle with my tongue against her clitoris and insert a finger inside her, moving in and out and building up a rhythm as she comes closer to the brink of orgasm. Then I’ll stop.’

He paused and I felt frustrated, I hadn’t even realised I was doing it but I removed my finger from inside me and wiped the moisture on the inside of my pants, embarrassed. He laughed gently.

‘Please do continue, you look unbelievably sexy fingering yourself to my story Liv, it distracted me momentarily.’

I flushed with shame. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me, it was as if I’d lost all sense of reality and some carnal lust took over. His words were hypnotic and I followed his story, playing it all out on my own body. I remained silent, my breath coming in shallow gasps and waited for him to continue.

‘As she moans in frustration I’ll lean over her, wrapping her legs around my body and picking her up off the bench. I’ll carry her towards the door and into a shower cubicle, turning on the warm shower I’ll push her against the wall and enter her, holding her in place against the wall and pushing myself deeper into her with each slow, deliberate thrust. I’ll take one of her nipples into my mouth, holding it between my teeth as it lengthens and hardens and tease it with the tip of my tongue. She’ll moan, trying to control the tempo of our thrusts but unable to move under my grasp, I can hear the frustration in her groans but I know when I finally let her come it will be worth it. I’ll turn the water to cold, cooling our bodies and slowing our rhythm, she’ll open her eyes and blink at me, confusion evident in her eyes. I’ll pull out of her and release her legs from around my waist till she is standing and I’ll drop to my knees, massaging her legs, tense from being wrapped around me for so long. I push my face against her, my nose teasing against the apex of her frustration and delight in her flinching with pleasure as she moans quietly, almost sadly. I’ll rise, taking her hand and leading her to the Jacuzzi again, turning on the jets as I sink into the water, pulling her against me as before, my hands following the contours of her body  and lifting her onto my still throbbing cock – filling her, pushing her forward, and holding her body in my hands, squeezing her breasts together as I thrust into her. I’ll pick her up, pushing her to the opposite edge of the Jacuzzi onto her knees and I’ll drive her home, thrusting hard into her until she screams, her orgasm shattering around me, undoing her. Her climax tips me over the edge and I’ll come, slowing my thrusts to squeeze every last drop of my orgasm into her.’

I gasped as I reached my own orgasm, moving my hand against my clitoris slowly, trying to extend the duration of my climax. I opened my eyes and sighed.

‘Sorry, you were saying?’

I heard Chris chuckle again before finishing off his story.

‘Well that’s pretty much it. The cycle ends, the jets slow down, and the spa is silent except for the sound of our heavy, gasping breath. I pull out of her and take her in my arms, turning on the Jacuzzi again. I hold her against me, kissing her long and deep until the bubbles finish. Then I get out, wrap the towel around her, and kiss her goodbye. She doesn’t ask for my number and she doesn’t come to the gym again. I go get changed and wait for my next appointment.’

‘Wow, now I’m disappointed I won’t get your workout reward.’ I smiled shyly.

‘Yes you did appear to enjoy that story quite a lot, Miss Jones.’ His voice was full of longing.

‘Is it like that every time?’ I asked, amused by the thought of these women thinking they were doing something special when Chris has a predetermined plan for them.

‘No, they make it happen, sometimes they just ask me to carry something to their car and then pounce on me in the parking lot.’

‘You can tell me that story next time.’ I grinned, excited that there would be more stories.

‘I look forward to it, Liv. You’re very receptive to my story telling and I like that a lot.’

‘Good. Well I’m going to go take a shower and try not to imagine you fucking me in there. Have a good night whatever it is you’re doing.’

‘Well, I’ve done it, my plan was to spend the evening with you and that’s what I did. I’m going to do some coursework and then go to bed.’

I felt a glow of happiness spread through me, this sexy man would rather stay in and talk to me than go out and potentially meet someone. I felt like a very lucky girl indeed.

Chapter Twenty-three

Steven arrived early to work on Monday morning and I was relived. I made a cup of tea and invited him into my office, gesturing towards the sofa. He sat down warily. He looked tired and I was itching to ask him about Melissa, about his decision, but thought it best not to pry. I didn’t really want it confirmed, couldn’t bear to hear him say it out loud. I think he could see the question lined up in my mind, and was tensed in preparation for it. I relieved him of his fear.

‘Hey, good to have you back.’

I touched his shoulder lightly and he looked at my hand and back at my face, his eyes registered surprise, and a glint of humour appeared.

‘Did you miss me?’ He teased.

‘I did.’ I nodded genuinely and I saw a tiny hint of pink touch his cheeks and he looked down at his hands. I continued.

‘I wanted to talk to you about your job description.’ His eyes flickered up to meet mine, his forehead crumpled in confusion.

‘James is starting today, and I’m interviewing a few more candidates next week. I don’t want them coming in above you. You’re much more important to Inspired than just an intern.’ I paused, waiting for my words to sink in and watched his face soften. His eyes sparkled.

‘You just hate filling out those weekly monitoring forms.’ He grinned.

‘That is true,’ I grinned back, ‘but it’s also true that I trust you with project work, and with my own personal ideas and designs. I trust your judgement and I value your opinion.’ I stopped and met his eyes, ‘I’ve never sought anyone’s opinion before, Steven, and the fact that I seek yours is a huge thing for me.’

He nodded, blushing.

‘Well I’m glad, glad you trust me.’ He looked away sadly and I closed my eyes as his words hit me.

‘I wish I’d realised it sooner.’ I said quietly, smiling sadly.

He nodded imperceptibly, the slight movement of his cheek was the only indication of his emotion as he tensed his jaw.

‘So what’s my new job title?’

‘“Projects Manager”; I’ve drawn up a new employment contract.’

I handed him a pile of papers that included his job description and contract.

‘I’m sure the pay rise will come in handy too under the circumstances.’

He shrugged slightly and looked at me, his eyes shining with amusement.

‘Thank you, Ols. This means a lot to me. I know I’m young and inexperienced but I won’t let you down, I promise.’

My smile grew into a grin and I threw my arm around his shoulder.

‘I know you won’t –’ I squeezed him ‘– and no bossing the staff around either, they report to me, not you, you just get to allocate the work and oversee the production.’

He nodded, grinning. ‘I’d make a terrible boss, Ols, but time management, programming, and ideas? I can do all that in my sleep.’

‘Good, well go do some work – you’re three days behind schedule.’ I chided but my eyes were smiling.

He nodded, rising to his feet, and moving towards the door. He paused in the doorway.

‘I haven’t made any kind of decision yet, Ols, except that until I work out what to do about Melissa I can’t be chasing after you. The only decision I made is to forget about you and me. Whatever I decide to do, we’ve been ruined by this situation.’

His words made sense to me and I knew he was right. I’d already made the same decision about it, but hearing his words, the finality of it, cut through me. I stood up, my eyes locking onto his, so full of regret and sadness. I moved forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. He didn’t move, didn’t respond, he just closed his eyes.

‘I know.’ I whispered and moved away to my desk. By the time I turned around he had gone, the door slowly clicking shut behind him.

James arrived promptly at 10 a.m. He looked every inch the stereotypical nerd: brown corduroy flares, comic book T-shirt, and thick-framed glasses. His hair was a mass of uncontrolled curls. He was the complete opposite of Steven who was sporting his well-styled floppy hair, distressed-looking jeans, and a paisley shirt over a T-shirt, the sleeves rolled up revealing his slightly sun-kissed forearms. James peered round the door of the office cautiously, relief flooding his features when he saw me smiling at him.

‘Hi, James, come on in. This is your desk. Can I get you a drink?’ I asked, standing up from his chair and moving aside to let him sit down.

‘Coffee would be great thanks, Olivia.’

It struck me as odd to hear someone call me Olivia, it sounded so formal. I shook my head remembering my irritation at Steven’s familiar use of Olly on his first day.

‘You can just call me Olly,’ I said over my shoulder as I filled the kettle. I saw him nod in understanding.

‘James, this is Steven, he’s the projects manager, so you’ll be liaising with him a lot on your assignments.’

I watched as he leaped out of his seat, thrusting his hand towards Steven to shake it. Steven looked bemused, still getting used to his new job title and responsibility.

‘So shall we all hang out on the sofa for a bit and we can fill James in on what we are working on?’ I suggested, setting down the three hot drinks on the coffee table and settling into the larger of the sofas.

Steven joined me and James sat on the opposite sofa. We discussed the new projects, on-going projects, and potential clients we were meeting with. Steven updated us on his progress to date and his projected time scales and how the work would be split between him and James.

An hour later we were all back at our desks working. James settled in immediately, happy just to have a computer in front of him and a project to programme. I spent my afternoon sorting through HMRC documents, registering James as an employee, changing Steven’s salary, and sorting out our monthly BACS payments. I hated doing the accounts and was relieved I’d advertised for a finance and admin worker. I couldn’t wait to hand those bits of work over to someone else.

Steven knocked on my door as he was on his way out at 5 p.m.

‘Hey, Ols, I’ve left a few sections of programming for James to do tomorrow, you remember I’m in Birmingham for a conference, right? He answered my puzzled expression before I could ask. I nodded.

‘Of course, you all set for it?’ I asked, I’d actually completely forgotten about the conference.

‘I think so, not really sure what to expect but I’ll just charm the pants off everyone and hope for the best.’ He grinned, his eyes sparkling.