Distracting Holly

Across the office, through two open doors, Jake saw Holly look into her mug and set it down still empty for the third time.

It was late. They were alone in the office. She was working on one project, he was working on another. Well, actually, his presentation was ready. He was still here because she was still here. He dropped his notes on his desk and stood. Well, he could go make her some coffee. How hard could that be? Water, grounds, filter, he’d seen it done before.

She'd been distant since they worked together to land the Yolen account. He watched her, remembering the wild ride and sexy lingerie. He wasn't sure why she'd cut him off, but she wouldn't acknowledge their two steamy sexual encounters by the light of day.

She was civil to him, but Jake wanted the sexy, angry rival back, or even better, the intense lover. Physically he wanted her like he'd never wanted anything in his life. He didn't think he'd done anything to piss her off, at least he didn't remember anything. Except of course the way he’d treated her before the sex. He’d done everything he could to keep her at a distance, including cultivating a sarcastic, insulting persona.

Jake brought the pot to her. "Coffee?"

Holly looked up. "Yes? Is there coffee? I'm behind, I didn't want to stop."

“Or something resembling coffee." He had a handful of sugar packets too.

"Bless you." She smiled up at him. Jake felt the familiar response in his groin.

"Come on, you need a break." Jake said. "Let's take this back to the break room, get you away from all this."

Holly sighed and rubbed her eyes. Jake thought the mussed makeup around her eyes looked cute, damn he had it bad.

"Alright."

Jake set down the coffee and dropped the sugar on the table. "Anything from the machine?" He reached into his pocket for change and to hide his erection. If he had any chance of turning this interpersonal problem around…

"Jake." She sat her mug down with a click. “You don’t drink coffee.”

“Look, I know I’m an asshole.”

“I think you do it on purpose, actually.” Holly removed her suit coat and laid it on the back of a chair. Underneath she was wearing a thin silk shell with barely any sleeves.

“Why do you say that?” He bought a chocolate bar as an excuse to turn away from her tits.

“Because you’ve been a gentleman ever since…” Her voice trailed off.

“Ever since I fucked you against that counter?” He pointed.

“Everyone has mentioned the change in you. The boss said to keep doing whatever I’d done.” She stepped towards him.

“Christ.” His candy fell through his fingers and he reached for her. “Keep doing this?” He kissed her upturned lips and pulled her tight against him. It felt insanely good to grind his hips against her. God. He had to stop himself before…

“Maybe you don’t like gentlemen. Maybe you like scoundrels.” He needed some distance between them, he headed for the couch, but the disappointed look on her face changed his mind. He pulled out his cock as he sat down. “Well, alright, then. Get your ass over here and sit on this.”

She smiled, approaching him slowly, stripping out of her clothing one slight motion at a time. His mouth went dry and his cock twitched in his hand. She wasn’t even wearing a bra, just a garter belt and a little thong she slipped off over her stockings.

He reached for her again as soon as he could, touching her bouncing breasts and pulling her closer.

Jake groaned as she sat straight onto his cock without hesitating. She was hot and tight and wetter than he imagined possible from one kiss. He loved the feel of her silk stockings against his thighs.

“Do you like assholes, Holly?” He thrust roughly up into her. “What do you think?”

She shook her head. “You can’t fool me, Jake, you are a genuine gentleman and I’m sorry I pushed you away.” She kissed him then and rode his lap, one foot on the floor and the other up on the couch.

He loved the little approving sounds she made as he sucked on her nipples and explored her curves and crevices. This time he made sure she came long before he did and her uncontrolled screams pushed him over the top.

She tried to get up before he was ready. “Promise me this isn’t the end.” He begged.

“What did you have in mind?”

“Come home with me, eat breakfast with me in the morning and dinner with me after work. Then let’s take it from there.”

“So like an official relationship type thing?” She bit her lip.

“Yes. Woman you are driving me crazy.”

“Excellent. Well, I still have work to do. I have to present this first thing in the morning.”

Jake set her on her feet. “Come on, get dressed. I’ll help you with your presentation.”

Holly fixed herself a cup of coffee before they left the break room. She took one sip and winced. “You are never allowed to make my coffee again.”