Nicole Edwards - Temptation

Sierra stopped short, staring up at him. Obviously she’d had some major misconceptions about the place because she had expected exactly that. Maybe a room with various swings and slings, maybe a couple of whips and paddles, or one of those restraint systems right in the middle. Ok, so maybe she was getting too many ideas from her late night reading.

“So, it’s just like a normal place for adults to go and hang out?” Sierra asked, bewildered by the fact her imagination had gotten the best of her.

“I wouldn’t say normal.” Luke said. “You sure you want to go further?”

Sierra glanced down the hall, noticing an open doorway and immediately wondered what was in there. “Yes.” Although it sounded more like a question than an affirmation, Luke took her by the hand once more and led the way.

Before they entered the room, Sierra heard the sounds. Intimate sounds. A woman moaning. Instead of wanting to turn and run the other way, she was anxious to see what was just around the corner. When Luke would have stopped, Sierra continued going, pulling him along behind her.

When she turned the corner, she saw a tame version of what she expected to see originally. The room was all wrong, but what the two people were doing in the room was accurate. Surprisingly, the man and woman she had seen downstairs were not the two who were fucking like rabbits on a large couch in the center of the room. Nor were they the two people who were sitting on another couch, watching intently.

Luke pressed up against Sierra’s back, his erection poking into her. “Do you like this sort of thing?” She asked him as she watched the man and the woman.

“I like watching you.” Luke said, whispering quietly in her ear, so she was the only one who heard him. “I want to watch you right now.”

That brought Sierra up short. Did he mean?

“Not here, baby.” Luke assured her and she felt a smidgen of relief course through her. She wasn’t ready for any public displays to this extreme. “But first, let’s take a look at my office.”

The way he said the words, he could have been telling her in intimate detail all of the things he wanted to do to her. His deep baritone caressed her senses and made her sex throb. What was he waiting for? Sierra turned away from the erotic scene in front of her and led him from the room.

“Was it what you thought it would be?”

“Not entirely, no.” She admitted. “I expected more… sex. You know, the way they tell it in books. All of the sexy people, plastered against one another, using toys and all of those things they learned in the Kama Sutra books.”

Luke laughed, and the sexy rumble warmed her. Less than a minute later, they were approaching the door to his office and when she entered, she was stunned by the normality of the room. In fact, she was a little surprised.

For Luke’s house to be so tastefully designed, masculine and inviting, it was hard to associate the man with this type of office. The furniture was bland; the rug was expensive but repulsive and the monstrosity of a desk overwhelmed the entire space. And there weren’t any windows. At all.

Taking a look around, Sierra ventured further into the room, noting the various objects – nothing at all personal – sitting around and wondered who he had hired to do this. Obviously not the same person who designed the hallway or the “playroom” they had just visited. The image of those two people going at it flittered through her mind and heated her skin.

“So, where should we start?” She asked as she tried to focus on the reason she was there.

“Let’s start with the couch.” Luke said, his voice moving closer.

“The couch?” She could go on and on about the couch, but she wouldn’t. Although it appeared the designer intended to do something similar to what Luke’s living room looked like, she’d missed the mark entirely.

“Yes. Let’s start with you sitting on the couch.”

Sierra jerked around to look at him, the raspy tone of his voice sending chills – the good kind – down her spine. He definitely wasn’t talking about sitting down to talk, and the intent expression on his face confirmed it. When she didn’t move, he did. Closer. Until he was almost touching her.

“You wanted to see the club. You saw it. Now I want to see you, Sierra.”

Sierra nodded her head, not knowing what she was nodding for. Apparently her body agreed with where this was going, but her mind was still confused.

“I’ve never liked that couch, so I figure if you get naked and sit on it, I’ll start to like it immensely.”

Strip? Here? But…

Anyone could walk in at any moment. The thought startled her, but it didn’t turn her off like she expected. Knowing that anyone could walk through that door at any time and find her naked in Luke’s office was actually erotic as hell. Which explained her sudden embarrassment. How in the world would she explain a fantasy like that?

“I’m not going to tell you again.” Luke’s voice deepened and his eyes smoldered.

With fumbling fingers, Sierra managed to unbutton the tiny buttons on her blouse, alternating between looking down to see what she was doing and back up into those sexy bedroom eyes peering back at her. The heated look in Luke’s eyes had a way of erasing her inhibitions and making her feel bold. Something she was not used to.

She slipped her shirt down her arms, letting it fall to the floor only because her fingers weren’t working and she wasn’t able to catch it in time. When Luke pulled up a chair, sitting it opposite of the couch, her breath hitched in her chest. He was actually going to watch her.

“Take off your bra.” He ordered as he sat down.

Sierra managed to unclasp the hook, ridding herself of her bra. Her nipples pebbled from the cool air and Luke’s hot glare. Again she fumbled as she unhooked her belt, then moved onto the button and zipper of her slacks. Stepping out of her shoes, she wiggled the slacks down over her hips and then stepped out of them.

Clad only in her panties, Sierra suddenly felt modest standing in Luke’s office, his gaze holding fast on her nearly naked body. If only she could read his mind, she might have some idea of what was in store for her next.

Standing before him in only a pair of lacey boy short panties, Sierra was utter perfection. It didn’t matter if the woman was fully clothed, or completely naked, she was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He would be content just to sit there and stare at her, but she was beginning to fidget and he knew she was nervous. She ought to be.

“Turn around.” Luke told her, watching as her eyes widened. “Now remove the panties. Very slowly.”

Damn that was hot. She did exactly as he told her, turning slowly, then bending at the waist as she slipped the lace down, her ass bared to his hungry gaze. As she bent over further, he got a peek at her soft, pink pussy. His tongue ached to sweep over those smooth, silky lips, to taste the sweet, warmth between her thighs. But before he got too distracted, he needed to move on with it.

“Now sit on the couch, facing me.” Luke watched the graceful way she moved, the soft sway of her hips as she approached the couch. She didn’t rush her movements and Luke appreciated every luscious curve nearly hidden by the curtain of her hair. The overhead lighting was directed down on her, giving all of those long black strands a blue tint.

She sat on the couch looking prim and proper although she was completely nude, her perfect nipples pebbled and begging to be sucked. Once she was comfortable, Luke stood up and walked over to her.

He slipped onto his knees before her, her gaze following his every movement, her lips trembling ever so slightly from her excitement. And Luke knew she was excited. He could smell her. Her arousal was a potent thing, the sweet intoxicating scent of her filling his senses and making him long to touch her.