Autumn in London by Louise Bay Read Free Book Online

she replied groggily. “What’s the time?”
    “Seven forty-five. I have to leave.”
    “I’m late.” She sat up. “My alarm. I must have forgot to set it.”
    I smiled at her. She looked amazingly rumpled and sleepy. My dick started to harden so I stood up. I couldn’t be distracted. I needed to leave.
    “I need to go, beautiful.” She nodded. “I’ll see you at work.”
    “Okay,” she said.
    Should I suggest we see each other tonight? I didn’t want her to feel pressured but I wanted to see her. We hadn’t come to any conclusions last night. No rules had been established.
    “I’ll miss you,” she whimpered. I felt that familiar stab in my stomach that only she could induce. 
    “Do you want to meet? Tonight? Talk more?” I asked. This was such new ground for me. I was used to knowing exactly what I wanted from the women in my life. The rules were clear. I took what I wanted and gave them what they wanted. It was clean and simple. This was anything but. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted to make her happy.
    She nodded in response to my question and I couldn’t help but grin. I leaned over her, trying to think about anything but her incredible naked body underneath the sheets. I swept her hair from her forehead and kissed her.
    “Do me a favour,” I said as I turned toward the door.
    She sat up, leaning against her elbows. “Don’t wear sexy underwear beneath your suit.”
    She giggled. “You won’t know if I do or not.”
    “I’ll know. I’ll see you tonight. My number is in your phone.” I looked back and she was grinning at me. 

Anna
    I really couldn’t concentrate. Ethan being in London was completely bizarre. Sitting there with him and Richard talking about work was beyond weird. Richard was being a super suck up, hanging on every word that came out of Ethan’s mouth. What a creep. But he was one step ahead of me because I wasn’t listening to a word Ethan was saying. Seeing him in work mode, explaining the intricacies of a corporate structure, it was like I didn’t know him at all. It was hot, but weird. Weird but I wanted him. My body was still sore from his fingers, his tongue, his hips and his cock, but I wanted him again. The blood was rushing in my ears, my nipples straining at the lace of my bra, wetness between my legs.
    “Does that make sense, Anna?” Ethan asked, looking at me, jolting me out of my head. He caught my expression and closed his eyes. “Richard, perhaps you could run with that and Anna can help me out with the Icarus file. Can you get something to me before you leave tonight?” Richard nodded and scurried out, leaving me sitting opposite Ethan. As soon as the door shut, Ethan looked at me. “Anna,” he whispered.
    I had no answer for him, I couldn’t think about forming words, I couldn’t think about anything but him. He moved around to my side of the conference table, so we were both facing the door. He took a seat beside me. “Anna,” he repeated. I turned my head to his voice and the breath on my neck. I braced my hands against the table, trying to retain some control over the situation. His hand grasped my thigh. I gasped. This couldn’t happen. He couldn’t touch me in the office. His fingers found the hem of my skirt and trailed underneath, stopping suddenly when he found the top of my stocking. “Anna. I warned you about this.”
    I couldn’t stop myself from moaning at his admonishment.
    “Jesus woman, you’ll have us both fired,” he said as his fingers went higher and higher. I should make him stop but I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to move. He found the edge of my underwear and pushed his knuckle beneath. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” He slid back and forth across my slit and I collapsed forward, my elbows resting on the desk, my hands in my hair while his fingers worked across my pussy. “You’re going to smell of come all day. A constant reminder of what I do to you,” he whispered as he thrust two of his fingers into me. I