••••••Rachel POV••••••
This a dream right? If it is I don’t want to wake up.
I’ve got to be dreaming right now.
That’s all I can think about as Sam’s soft lips are claiming my own like the last meal on earth. I let out a moan as he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and bites down gently pulling. He lets out a groan as I wrap my arms around his neck pressing his chest against my breast. My hand glides under the collar of his jacket as I palm his head running my nails through the nape of his low cut. His hand wrap around my waist and the other went under my thigh. I feel myself being lifted up, him being careful to pull my dress down so my buttocks wouldn’t be exposed. Never breaking the kiss he adjusts me to sit right on his lap sitting side saddle. I could feel his hard member poking my thigh through his jeans. I scootched a little closer pressing my chest into his. His had travelled up my stockings and he broke the kiss. I opened my eyes to see him grinning at me with a devilish hint of lust.
“Thigh-high stockings ?” he said his fingertips barely grazing the exposed skin my dress would usually cover if I was standing. I gave a shiver at the feeling he was giving me just caressing that small portion of skin.
I gave a small whimper wishing he would just go a bit higher. His eyes darkened again as he watched my reaction to each little movement. I could feel his member grow as my movements caused friction. Even though we weren’t doing much the way he was looking at me as if I was the only one in this world made my senses heighten. He put his hand on my cheek and caressed my lips with his thumb. I don’t know what possessed me to lick his thumb but I just had to have a taste of him. His eyes narrowed and his hand traveled down to my neck. He lifted my chin and started to kiss my jawline down to the hollow of my throat. There he started to lick and suck my neck all the way down to my cleavage. The dress in our position had my boobs sitting up like they were screaming to bust loose. He dipped his head lower and started licking like they were a double scoop sundae. My back arched as I threw my head back causing my womanhood to press firmly on his blessed member that felt fully erect. He pressed my hips into his own and I couldn’t think of a time that I felt this good with clothes on. He looked up into my eyes taking a break from his feast.
I couldn’t think of a word to say.
Hell, I can’t even remember my name right now!
He pulled me closer to the point where I was laying my head on his shoulder. The tension between my legs was not going away because I can still feel his member pressing against my entrance. I closed my eyes and breathed in his smell. What are you doing to me Mr.Turner?
“What are you doing to me?” I hear him whisper.
“Huh?” I asked opening my eyes to look at him.
“What are you doing to me Rachel Eastbrook?” he repeated that mischievous look still in his eyes.
Before I could reply he pulls me back down into a sweet but passionate kiss.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you.” He says with his eyes closed, his forehead pressed to mine.
“Will you give this a chance Rachel?”
I sigh closing my eyes.
He puts both hands on the side of my head giving me no choice but to look at him. That challenge is back in his eyes. I smile and I finally cave.
Who is it going to hurt if nobody will know? I don’t have any reason not to other than the fact he’s my boss. But if he’s willing to risk it all just to give this a try why can’t I?
I narrow my eyes at him and he gives me an understanding smile.
“You caught me Sam. Now what are you gonna do with me?” I challenge him.
He smirks and I can see the wheels turning in his head. He picks up his phone and calls someone.
“Yes. I need you to send a car right away. Thanks”
Now we get to see how big and bad you really are.