Ariana gulped again as he stated the obvious. Back then she thought he was a sex worker, not the popular and the richest man in the city!
"I made that deal with someone who I thought was a sex worker, not you," she said stealing a glance at him. "You should have told me that night. I wouldn't have bothered you," she added.
Calhoun took another impossibly close step to her and she was forced to move into the door. Her back was flat on the door and her eyes searched for what to focus on.
He kept coming closer and the air became filled with scents of him. He was in her private space and she couldn't move without touching or rubbing into him. She stole another glance at him and saw that he was watching her every move. The fire in his eyes was enough to send her folds into another meltdown. No one had so much effect on her. She couldn't control herself around him. He was hovering over her and she became restless again. She searched for words to say to save herself from the doom that she knew once she dived in, she would never be able to come out.
"As it is, I can't have anything to do with you because you are my boss and I don't do such things..." She blurted impatiently.
"I know." He placed his hands on either side of the door, caging her between his body and the door. "I deflowered you, Ariana... I know exactly what you can and cannot do."
Ariana's cheeks went red and her nipples hardened, thankfully she had slept off with the same dress she went to the office with. Her bra was still on and he couldn't see a thing.
"When you came into my office dressed like this..." He trailed a finger from the start of her dress which was above her knee, slowly to her thigh and hips. He didn't stop there, the finger kept moving.
"...I couldn't concentrate Ariana..." He whispered as the dangerous finger moved to her hips. It was like he was mapping her body and she shook under his touch.
"...I will never concentrate if you don't give me my prize... In that bar that night, you wanted me and I let you... Tonight, I want you and you will have to let me..." He trailed off in lust as his finger got to her waist and he gripped her, pinning her to the door.
"I-" Aria tried to protest but it was too late. Neither of them could stop now.
Calhoun crushed his lips on hers. It wasn't a slow kiss, it was fierce and demanding. As soon as his lips touched hers, the little voice telling her to remain in control was gone. She kissed him back with the same need he passed on her. Calhoun sucked on her lips like they were a new flavor of ice cream.
He wanted access further down her mouth. He moved his fingers to her thighs again and this time he moved downwards till he got to the helm of her dress. He started raising it and Aria gasped. This was the reaction he wanted.
Ariana gasped and pulled his head closer as her fingers worked at massaging his hair and neck. She moaned against his lips and Calhoun slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting gland licking all the parts of her he couldn't get out of his head.
Aria was literally melting into the kiss.
Calhoun felt that she was getting weak in the legs and he lifted her to wrap her perfect legs on his waist. His daring hands moved under her dress and he cupped her ass from within the dress.
"I have been dying to do this, Ariana..." He moaned on her lips. His mouth moved to her neck, and he trailed kisses along her neck, licking and marking all parts of her neck like it was the only thing he came to the world to do.
Ariana felt like her core would burst out of the excitement she was getting. This was more than she had bargained for. She knew it would have consequences but she threw caution to the wind. She would face the problems when she got to encounter them, right now, she needed this.
"I want you, Carl..." She moaned into his head and she felt his strong cock throb under her panties. She hated the barricades between them she wanted them out of the way.
Calhoun had the same idea as he slipped his hands into her dress and started working on the zipper.
"Where is your bedroom," he commanded.
Aria bit her lower lip as she thought about her next words. As soon as she gave the go ahead, she would bit be able to stop this. She needed to be sure it was exactly what he was promising and nothing more...
"This is just a nightstand?" She asked breathlessly as her core clenched with need.
Calhoun smirked and kissed her again. Their lips danced in a rhythm reserved for soul mates. Their bodies knew exactly how to move before they even thought of it.
Ariana interpreted the kiss as a yes. She pointed her finger in the direction of her bedroom and Calhoun carried her into it. He pulled the zipper of her dress completely and started planting kisses on her collarbone.
Ariana felt tingles all over her body. She wanted him to touch and kiss every part of her. She needed him to fuck her as he had never thought of doing before.
"Carl... I want you..." she moaned as she shook under his kisses.
Calhoun stopped his ministrations and placed her gently on the bed. He pulled her dress out of her body and did the same for himself. He took off his shirt and trousers first, then his singlet and boxers followed.
Aria gasped at the size, it was nothing like she thought she remembered but it was exactly what she needed.
"Are you ready for me, baby?" Calhoun asked and she nodded in anticipation.