3 3 - Can’t Get Enough 1

"Come, I'll show you the documents in my office, princess." Cody told George.

She followed him to the CEO's office leaving her bag behind. She was lost in thought. How did this man she only met today know a lot about her.

The CEO's office has a very simple layout. Spacious enough to have a receiving area for more intimate discussions, Cody's desk with a wall of shelves behind it, and a door leading to a resting lounge. It is cozy and functional at the same time. The desk is slightly skewed from the glass wall it is facing but it gives one a view of both the mountain and the sea. A beautiful painting that changes with the atmosphere.

George was serenely looking at the soothing view when they got to the office then she felt a warm hug from behind her.

"Really beautiful," uttered the man whose arms circled around her waist.

"The scenery is indeed breathtaking," she softly answered, still surprised but comfortable in the embrace.

"But not as breathtaking as you, princess," he muttered, gently nibbling on her earlobe.

George remained quiet. Not quite sure whether to stop Cody or let him continue giving her that wonderful tingling sensation.

However, before she could even decide, he stopped. He then turned her around and slowly lifted her chin so they could see each other's eyes. Hers were warm, timid, confused with a hint of disappointment. His were hot, burning with passion and somewhat amused.

He lowered his mouth and gently placed it on hers, still looking at her wide chinky eyes. Then he started moving his lips against hers, slowly urging her to open up and let him explore them. She welcomed his deepening kiss and within a short period, she matched his urgency, his passion as their tongues did a rhythmic dance that left both of them burning.

The heat enveloped them even more. He tightened his hold on her, slowly lifting her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. He slightly lowered her and she felt his arousal pushing against her wetness. The only obstacle, their clothes.

Without breaking the kiss, he walked them to the door. Once inside, he locked the door and pushed her back against the wall. She was still straddling him. He used his right leg and right hand to support her and slowly broke the kiss that left them breathless. They both gasped for air gazing into each other.

Then he started licking her all over while his left hand freely moved to lift her shirt and unfastened her bra. He massaged her breasts one at a time while his tongue followed what his hand touched. In the midst of sighs, whimpers and moans, she unbuttoned his shirt and he helped her removed it.

These actions were not enough for these two strangers engulfed in the heat of the moment. He lifted her again and gradually layed her on the bed, exploring her from her neck down to her navel. She encouraged him to go on as she arched her body to meet his every touch, his every kiss.

Just as she was moaning when he licked her belly button, he traced his kisses upward until he was able to look into her eyes again. With a sigh, he whispered, "You are wonderful, my princess."