Somewhere in Sevenoakes by Sorell Oates Read Free Book Online Page B

James.
     
    ”I used to, but a fine-looking blonde man had my head in a state of turmoil today.”
     
    ”Distracted by the boys. Not good Maddy.”
     
    ”Distracted by one boy,” she corrected.
     
    ”I am sorry about this morning. I didn't mean to upset you.”
     
    Maddy stood, and taking his hand, she led him to the window of the restaurant to see the spectacular view from the thirty-second floor where night lights of London sparkled.
     
    ”It's beautiful isn't it?”
     
    ”Not as beautiful as the woman showing it to me.”
     
    She shoved him slightly.
     
    ”That's so cheesy I could put it on a hamburger.”
     
    ”Okay, bad chat up line, but it's true.”
     
    ”All I'm saying is that when you look at these lights, you see how glorious the night is. Don't you think there's more to life than work? I'd kind of forgotten myself how much is being offered out there. If you get the chance, you should seize it.'
     
    James was overcome with a burning desire to take Maddy, there and then in the restaurant. That she could be so passionate and poetic had his heart pounding in his chest. The fact that she was referring directly to him had his cock aching for her. He wanted to connect with her. Love her physically. His heart had been dormant for so long he thought he'd lost the ability to love. The fusion of lust and love was intoxicating.
     
    ”Let me take you home,” he said, blue eyes blazing and on fire.
     
    The elevator couldn't get them to the ground floor fast enough. James practically dragged her out of the building and into the first available cab. Maddy gave her address to the cab driver as they tumbled into the back seat.
     
    ”I can't wait any longer, I've been wanting to do this all night,” panted James.
     
    James' lips crushed Maddy's. She wanted to tear his shirt off but didn't think the driver would approve of an Amsterdam-esque live sex act in the back of the car. They played as lovestruck teenagers on the journey home.
     
    Upon arrival at Maddy's, James paid for the cab, giving the driver a healthy tip. Maddy unlocked the door to the flat, pushing James to the sofa. They collapsed together, driven by a sexual hunger. Advice disregarded in the heat of passion, Maddy was pulling James' shirt from his trousers, in a bid to get her hands on his naked skin. Ungracefully, James flung his suit jacket on the carpet, loosening the knot of his tie to remove him from the material noose.
     
    His cock was already throbbing. He didn't know whether to take Maddy on the sofa or move her to the bedroom. Her fingers were trembling as she fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. Swiftly he undid them to speed up the process. Letting him complete the job, Maddy's hands moved under his shirt. The hardness of his stomach hinted at perfection. As her hands worked their way up his rippled torso, she could feel the width of his solid chest.
     
    James' hips moved slowly as he shifted his weight on the sofa, positioning himself on top of her. His legs astride her, he let one hand stroke her face. As his kissing became more tender, another hand went to stroke her thigh, before slipping under her skirt. He could feel Maddy's hands hook over the waistband of his trousers. His erection was raising to meet her fingertips. She wrestled with his belt to unbuckle it. He steadied his breathing as he felt the release of the belt buckle and heard the zip on his fly tugged down.
     
    Patience abandoned, he began pushing her skirt up, wanting to see her pale flesh, to savour it and her overwhelming sexuality. His blue eyes caught her brown ones as the back of his hand brushed the flesh between her stockings and panties. Her expression was confused.
     
    ”Are you okay?” he enquired softly in the already too quiet flat.
     
    She shook her head.
     
    ”What's wrong?” he asked, gradually decreasing pace. He remained heedful to her physically while attentively considering her mood.
     
    ”This is going to sound