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empty bottle of wine she had taken from dinner turned into three empty bottles shared between them. Perhaps it was their inebriation or the intimacy of their conversation or perhaps even sheer stupidity, but the two found themselves engaged in a heated kiss that neither wanted to break any time soon.
     
    Their lips met fervently, his moving over hers almost as if to swallow her whole. When his tongue darted out to trace at the seam, she easily parted her lips to give him access. His tongue delved into the warmth of her mouth, exploring every crevice before engaging in a battle for dominance with her own tongue. Not one to quickly succumb, Cassandra pushed at his shoulder just enough to make him lean back, giving her enough space to maneuver her body to straddle his lap. The moan that bubbled up from her throat as she settled against him brought him back to reality however, as he was made painfully aware of the predicament they were in.
     
    “Wait,” he said breathlessly after tearing his mouth away from hers. “What are we doing?”
     
    Letting the effects of the alcohol she consumed take over, she brought her head back down, wanting to catch his lips in another kiss. She was stopped from doing so when he took both of his hands and placed them on her shoulders, keeping her at a distance.
     
    “We can’t do this,” he said in a rush. “You’re married to my boss for fuck’s sake.”
     
    She smirked at his choice of words. “Fuck is what I think you wanna do,” she said huskily, rocking her hips against his lap, feeling his erection against her center.
     
    Anthony groaned at the delicious friction she was creating. He couldn’t hide how much he was turned on when he was standing right at attention against her ministrations. Hell, even without alcohol, if this kind of situation presented itself to him and a woman as beautiful as Cassandra was involved, he wouldn't hesitate to take part in it. But she was still Marshall’s wife, rendering her beyond off limits.
     
    “Marshall isn’t here,” she said, as if she had managed to read his thoughts. “He’s not gonna be able to stop us. No one’s here to stop us.”
     
    He tried to protest once again, but he was quickly becoming weak against her actions, his hands leaving her shoulders and falling limp by his sides. He stiffened when she leaned down and spoke into his ear, her hot breath fanning against his skin. “I know you want me, I can feel it. And I definitely want you. So what do you say Anthony? Let’s do this, you and me. No one has to know. ”
     
    What little fight he had left in him was quickly forgotten when she reached behind her and untied the straps that were holding up her dress, the top half falling to reveal her naked chest. His eyes darkened with lust as he feasted at the sight of her creamy flesh. His hands reached up to cup a breast in each palm, slowly kneading them. He rolled the dusky pink nipples between his fingers, hardening them into peaks. She gasped at the sensation, a curious mixture of pain and pleasure.
     
    Her own hands busied themselves by unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers tracing the muscles of his chest and stomach as more of his flesh was uncovered. His hands left her body to shrug off the garment, leaving her whimpering at the loss of contact, only to moan when his warm mouth covered one breast, his tongue licking over the nipple repeatedly. He paid equal attention to her other breast before capturing her lips in another kiss.
     
    She reached down between them to fumble with his belt, clumsily undoing the buckle and pulling it free from his pants. Popping his fly, her hand ventured into his pants and under his boxers, palming his erection, his hips bucking up involuntarily when the coolness of her touch spread across his hard on. Her fingers wrapped around his length and stroked him up and down, making him moan into her mouth.
     
    This time around, it was Cassandra who broke free from the kiss, only to have her