"I want more..." she confessed, her words barely a whisper but brimming with conviction.
"I was going to give you more, even if you didn't ask for it..." He whispered in her ear, causing her heart to race once more.
He swiftly gathered her in his arms and carried her to the desk. With one hand, he cleared the clutter of books, papers, and miscellaneous items from his table, causing a loud crash as something glass-like shattered, but they paid no attention. All they desired was the intimate connection their bodies craved.
"Adrienne," she heard him murmur.
Seated on the desk, with Richard standing before her, she moved her hands sensually up her dress, teasing Richard's senses as her fingers found the zipper. Slowly, she unzipped her dress and rolled the straps gently to her waist, revealing her breasts enshrouded in the confines of her bra. She intended to unhook it, but he grasped her hand, halting her movements.
A soft smile danced at the corners of his lips as he said,