Complications by Emilia Winters Read Free Book Online

gaze at her, taking in her position against the wall. She was struck once again by his sheer height and the way he towered over her. It aroused her even more as she thought of being at the mercy of this powerful man.
    He was still in his work clothes. Pressed dark gray slacks with a crisp white button-up shirt that fit him perfectly. His royal blue tie looked slightly ruffled, no doubt due to their passionate greeting.
    This distance was killing her, but he seemed content to take his time. His eyes zeroed in on her breasts, watching the rise and fall of her chest. She figured by now he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra, since her nipples were pebbled rather obviously through the satin of her top.
    A moment of self-consciousness swept through her as he looked his fill. But then she reminded herself that he had pursued her , even though a man like Alex could have his pick of women. “Fuck, Olivia,” he said in that low, gravely voice she was coming to love so much. He reached up to loosen the tie around his neck. “I could look at you all day long.”
    She was already flushed from their kiss, but she felt her cheeks warm even more. “That would be quite an unproductive day,” she replied with a hesitant smile. Her voice sounded huskier even to her own ears.
    “Oh, I disagree. I can think of a few ways to make it very productive.” She watched in fascination as he slowly unwrapped this tie. Her eyes wandered down the lines of his body but stopped when she noticed the growing bulge encased in his slacks. She pressed her thighs together tightly when she felt her body throb in response at the sight.
    He approached her again, pressing himself so close that she felt her nipples brush across his abdomen. She bit her lip quickly, closing her eyes at the sensation. Too much . Every inch of her body tingled in awareness at his proximity.
    “Are you sure, Olivia?” he asked even as his fingers danced up her sides. His voice was intense yet serious. Her heart fluttered when she realized he would stop right then if she said no.
    The friction of the satin against her over sensitized skin was torture. She was positive her desperation showed on her features. His eyes gazed down into hers, watching the emotions flash across her face like a movie. “Do I seem unsure to you?” she countered, lifting determined hands to snatch the fabric of his shirt, which she quickly freed from the confines of his pants.
    He hissed in surprise when her fingers lightly trailed over his hardened cock, but he caught her hand before she could explore any further. He slammed his mouth down to hers, punishing her with a kiss that made her toes curl. His tongue stroked hers and she moaned as his thumb flicked the hardened peak of her nipple.
    “Bedroom. Now ,” came his rough order. “I want a taste of your pussy.”
    Olivia gasped, feeling fire zap down her middle at his words. As though she wasn’t wet enough already.
    They spilled into her room a few seconds later. Alex pushed her down onto her freshly made bed, his lips never leaving hers. He settled his weight comfortably on top of her as her arms wrapped around to clutch his back. Heart pounding, Olivia whimpered as Alex trailed his lips down her neck to her breasts. She held his head to her chest tightly as he sucked on a nipple through the satin of her tank top. His fingers came up to play with her neglected breast, switching back and forth until she was trembling in frustration.
    He was teasing her. The contact through her top was nowhere near enough and she had to bite her lip from crying out when he gently nibbled on her hardened peak. He smirked when he saw her struggling to press her body closer to his. Finally, frustrated with his slow torture, she pushed his head away to drag up the edge of her top, bringing it over her head and tossing it carelessly on the floor.
    He groaned when he saw her bared to him and immediately brought his lips to her naked breast. Olivia huffed when she felt