Linger by Dark Moon Rising

Heat

Chapter one

Heat

He heard her moaning softly as he moved slowly to the beat of their hearts. Leaning down he planted soft kisses along her jaw, loving the heat from her flushed face. Feeling her tight warmth tense around him he groaned in pleasure. Their hearts sped up beating in union as his thrusts matched the steady rhythm it created. Running his hands down her body he loved the soft feeling of her heated flesh, cupping one breast he gently massaged it continuing his steady pace.

Bringing his lips to hers for an instant he trailed hot kisses down her neck as she arched her body into his. Thrusting harder into her wet core he moved his lips back to hers, pulling out, almost leaving her warm body he quickly pushed back in causing her to arch further into him. Her body tensed again causing a loud moan to escape his lips as she pulled at his length with the tight muscles at her core. Thrusting harder into her he felt his whole body tensing, heat poured through both their bodies, their hearts quickened, both flushed and glistening as they tried to match their hearts pace.

Light exploded behind their eyes as they both were brought to a smoldering release. He exhaled against her skin; both tried to get their breath back. Pulling out he rolled over and spooned her to his chest wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. She began relaxing only to gasp in surprise and pleasure as he slid his hard length into her. Nuzzling his face into her neck he squeezed her close one last time before whispering in her ear to go to sleep. Closing his eyes he fell into a light sleep relishing the feel of her still connected to him.

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Light poured into the room falling across his eyes, rolling over he instantly missed the warm body that should have been in his arms. Cracking his eye open he groaned in frustration. Every morning it was the same. An empty bed, the need for clean sheets and a nice long shower. He didn't know how much longer he could take this. Every night she haunted him. He could still feel her burning touch, and the liquid fire that coursed through his entire being as their bodies moved as one. Slamming his fist against his bed he threw the messy covers off and made his way to the shower, leaving his bedding to be dealt with later.

Leaning against the shower wall he let out a sigh. The dreams were so real. It was like she was there, sharing his bed, every touch every caress felt real, and left him craving more. Yet every morning he was alone, only the memory and lingering heat remained. Slamming his fist against the tiles of his shower he tried to clear his mind of the images from his torturous dreams.

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Sitting at his desk he let out a long sigh. It had been two days and he hadn't had any dreams about her. He thought he would be happy, his thoughts were finally free and he could sleep with out being haunted by her. Unfortunately he found that this wasn't the case. He missed the feeling of her hot flesh under his. He craved her touch, her breath against his skin, her moans of pleasure. He found him-self needing her, even if it was just in his dreams.

Sighing again, he looked down at the bustling men and women in business suits, and caught a glimpse of dark hair and a shape that he knew all to well. His heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes, opening them again he looked again hoping to see what he had before, but to his utter disappointment there was nothing but the mindless masses. Shaking his head he turned back to his work.

Leaning back in his chair he watched as she slowly let the black pin striped skirt fall to the floor. Grinning he saw her very un-business like black lace underwear and felt him-self hardening. His eyes widened as she bent over, giving him a nice view of her full ass as she slid her stockings down her long legs. Turning around she walked towards him undoing her white blouse and letting it slide down her arms to fall on the floor behind her. Seeing her so close to being naked he groaned as he felt himself getting harder then he ever imagined possible. The closer she got the more his need increased. Straddling his legs she pressed her body into his, kissing him passionately as she loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Jerking strait up he almost fell out of his chair as he heard his phone ring. Almost growling in frustration he picked up the phone and snapped out hello. Writing down the information he needed he hung up the phone and stared at his desk, he couldn't believe what had just happened; one moment he was calculating prices for his most recent project, the next he was being seduced by the women of his dreams, literally. In one way he was glad that he didn't get to finish what was sure to be the best dream he had ever had, if he had finished it might have been very uncomfortable, seeing that it was only an hour after lunch. Yet he was oddly angry at the person that called, if it hadn't been for them he would have been able to enjoy some early afternoon fun. Signing he picked his discarded pen and continued the work he needed to finish.

A/N : soo how'd you like it.... Don't worry there is much more where that came from.