Victoria was so wet now that she dripped. Helpless moans rose from her throat each time her clit rubbed against his hard thigh. The tension in her belly rose, coiling tautly and finally exploding, making her freeze and clutch at his shoulders and squeeze his thigh between hers. She felt suspended in time and, closing her eyes again, submitted to the onslaught, and going over, screamed Sanjay’s name, completely granting him his fondest wish of the moment.
Trembling in the aftermath, Victoria waited for her heart to stop racing before opening her eyes and attempting to straighten. She looked up at Sanjay. And apparently he’d just been waiting for her, because as soon as her gaze caught his, he knelt before her. Her skirt had begun to fall back into place, and licking his lips, he simply pushed his head underneath.
Victoria tensed when he blew softly on her swollen sex, and when Sanjay didn’t hesitate before indulging, she had to bite her hand to keep from crying out. He didn’t kiss; he didn’t lick; he went directly for the gold, pulling her clit gently between his lips and sucking it to the roof of his mouth, where his agile tongue pressed and tortured it. Victoria wanted to weep for mercy…and joy. She clutched at the table behind her for balance, while her thighs, already wet and sticky from his sexual machinations, trembled and shook from the strain.
Mindlessly, she tried to lift one leg to wrap it around his shoulder and cried out in frustration when she realized her panties and stockings were still wrapped around her knees, only allowing limited motion. Unthinkingly, she bent and tried to push them down. The movement caused her to pull back a fraction from his mouth, eliciting a warning growl from beneath her skirt. A deep chuckle sounded in her throat. “Hey, it’s my—”
The rest of what she was going to say was swallowed by a whimper as he opened his mouth wider and slipped his tongue into her sheath. She placed a hand on his head, pushing it hard into her sex through her skirt. She tried to widen her legs but couldn’t. “Sanjay…please…pull my…pull them…oh, God.” She moaned when he licked her slowly and repeatedly from her opening to her clit.
Sanjay gripped her tightly, his fingers digging hungrily into the flesh of her ass as he held her firmly in place. He swallowed every drop of juice leaking from her body, her clean, musky taste intoxicating him and making him greedy for more. Completely caught up, he tried to push her legs farther apart so she’d be more exposed to his mouth. When her undergarments got in his way, he simply yanked them down and out of the way.
Almost cheering, Victoria kicked off a shoe, stepped out of the garments, and frantically lifted her leg to wrap it around his shoulder. Her back slammed into the table when he lifted her other leg so that her ankles crossed behind his neck. “Oh, yes!” Completely aloft now, she enthusiastically showed her approval of the new position. She leaned into her elbows for leverage and ground her sex into his mouth, riding his face wildly, her hips lifting and falling in tandem with her legs pressing against his neck.
He began to stroke faster. Every drop of her attention was focused on the sensations between her legs, and Victoria sobbed as the orgasm slammed through her, throwing her into a void where nothing existed for her but the sound and the fury of her own pleasure.
Sanjay gentled the strokes of his tongue, licking her until she calmed. When her thighs had stopped shaking and her sobs had turned to little mewls of contentment, he lapped up the last few drops of what he’d quickly come to consider liquid ambrosia and gently removed her legs from around his neck. Moving his hands to her waist, he lifted her the few inches off the floor to set her on the table where she slumped bonelessly.
He moved to stand in front of her. She was a mess. One foot was missing a shoe, while the other one had her panties and nylons hanging from it. Her neck was bent as if it was too weak to hold up her head, and her hair was hanging down around her face, many of the curls gone. Smiling, he lifted her chin, smoothed hair out of her face, and bent his head and kissed her. She kissed him back indolently, her hands resting on his arms. “Tired, baby?” he asked her.
“Mmm-hmm,” she responded and then kissed him some more, her lips clinging to his.
Though he liked her soft and agreeable, at that moment, Sanjay wanted her more excited. With that thought in mind, he tangled his hand in her hair, pulled her head back, leaned in, and opened his mouth over hers, taking it over in a flurry of lips, tongue, and clashing teeth. It wasn’t until her arms were wrapped around his neck and she was squirming against him that he slowed his assault. “Doc?”
Her passions starting to awake again, Victoria was concentrating on kissing him, her mouth greedy and searching beneath his. “Hmm?”
“My turn,” he said just before he snatched her off the table, flipped her around, and bent her over the table. “Can you take me?”
Saying nothing, Victoria reached back, pulled her skirt up, and spread her legs wide in answer.
Sanjay felt positively primordial as he stared at the tight brown ass before him, a delicate feast offered so generously and wantonly. Resisting the urge to savagely pound his fists against his chest in male triumph, he stepped forward between her legs. “Are you ready for me, sweetheart?” he asked and slipped his hand between her legs to find out for himself, his fingers tunneling through her sensitive folds. His hand came away more than a little wet.
Quickly, one hand went to his zipper while the other, wet with her essence, went to his mouth. He’d come prepared, and pulling a condom from his pocket, he ripped the packet open with his teeth and rolled it over his hardened penis. Grasping her hips, he pulled her back against him so that his dick pushed between her thighs. “I’m not going to be able to wait, babe. Sorry,” he told her, arousal deepening his voice to a mere growl.
Victoria’s eyes fell shut, and she went completely still as the head of his cock probed at her entrance. Suddenly, he slammed into her, bringing her to her toes, and she fell forward across the table, a cry breaking from her throat as he filled her, stretching her almost to the point of pain. Completely pinned, she squirmed against him, her body adjusting to his girth and her pussy contracting frantically and milking him greedily.
“Oh, San, yes! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!”
Sanjay gripped her hips tight as he worked his dick deep inside of her, tunneling in and out in lustful satisfaction, trying to take some of the lethal edge off his arousal. The high-pitched cries escaping her throat spurred him on and he rode her hard until she was screaming and pushing back against him. Quite suddenly, he began gentling his thrusts, taking his time in order to probe her deeply and thoroughly.
Leaning over her, he lay across her back so that she was completely embraced within the shelter of his body. He entwined his fingers with hers on the table and just lay still for a moment, delighting in the feel of her against him. It seemed he’d waited forever to be inside her again, and it was like coming home. His face buried in the side of her neck, he closed his eyes to enjoy the feel of her squeezing and pulsing around him without any distractions. He nuzzled her neck and pressed a soft kiss into the skin. “Ah, sweetheart,” he murmured contentedly, “it’s so good to be back.”
When she stiffened against him, he smiled. “I’ve got you right where I want you, Doc. You won’t be able to run away from me this time, not before I get a chance to talk to you.”
Talk? She turned her head to look at him. “What?” She barely kept from snarling when his face broke into a triumphant grin. “What the he—” The kiss he gave her took her breath away, and resentfully she broke it off and turned her head away, even as her body pulsed hungrily around him and she wished she could will him to finish taking her. “Whatever you’re planning, Sanjay, it isn’t going to work,” she said through clenched teeth.
His chuckle was low and victorious. “Oh, I’d say it’s working pretty damned well.”
Victoria experimentally pushed back against him, hoping to catch him unaware and dislodge him somehow. All that did was cause friction and make both of them moan. Encouraged by his moan, she pushed b
ack against him again, grinding her behind into his groin.
Sanjay groaned and pushed back before he could stop himself. “Damn it,” he muttered as he grabbed her hips and began to frantically thrust into her, “you’re a sneaky little witch.”
Victoria said nothing, just closed her eyes and went along for the ride, her body clashing in rhythm against his. The pleasure she felt was almost not to be borne, and she arched and twisted her body in heated enthusiasm. She was rising quickly toward another orgasm now and writhed desperately against him. “San…” she begged between ragged breaths, “please.”
Reaching around their bodies and between her thighs, Sanjay took the tip of his finger over her clitoris, pressing it gently until she suddenly stiffened against him.
The pleasure racing through Victoria took complete control. As wave after wave of it crashed over her, she did the only thing she could do: rode it out and screamed.
Sanjay was now on the brink, and tightening his hold on her, he held her hips still, thrust forcefully into her, and went violently…gratefully over.
Sighing blissfully and in satisfaction, Victoria stretched and opened her eyes. She felt Sanjay sniff her hair and stiffened as it made her remember where she was, who she was with, and what she’d done. She took a deep breath and reminded herself that there should be no regrets. She made herself relax. Rolling her eyes, she tried to say indulgently, “My hair smells exactly the same as it did when you smelled it earlier.”
He pressed a kiss into her hair. “Actually, it’s not exactly the same. At the moment it’s got a nice aromatic hint of sweat.” He sniffed at it again. “Umm, sex sweat, my absolute favorite kind.”
She chuckled helplessly. “Oh, that’s disgusting! Get off me!”
Carefully, he pulled out of her and stepped back to help her up off the table, but not before caressing her ass. He removed the condom and, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket, took care of himself and the condom.
Victoria felt so languid that she wanted to curl up and go to sleep. She stretched her arms again, and as she did, told herself again that there could be no regrets. She took a step forward and almost tripped. Looking down, she winced in embarrassment when she saw her loose stocking and shoeless foot. She bent down to pull the stockings and panties off and replace her shoes. Rising, she balled both sets of undergarments in her hand and avoided Sanjay’s eyes as she said in a stifled voice, “I…uh…need to go to the restroom.”
Sanjay put his hands on her shoulders and waited for her to lift her head to look at him. “You are quite possibly the hottest, most beautiful woman I’ve seen in my life,” he said seriously.
Victoria’s eyes widened in surprise, and she felt her face heat at the intensity of his tone, but said with a teasing quirk of her brow, “A man of caution, are you?”
Sanjay grinned and shrugged. “Aah, I guess the answer to that is ‘quite possibly.’”
Victoria sighed as she looked at him. Not only was he sexy, but he was quick-witted too. God, he was hard to resist. She stepped away from him. “I’m going to go clean up, and when I get back, we can talk.”
“Bring a mind open to change when you return.”
A question on her lips, Victoria turned her head to look back at him and froze. Her mouth fell open, and her eyes widened in shock. “Good Lord.”
“What? What’s the matter?”
Victoria didn’t answer. She just kept staring over his head.
Chapter Six
Following her gaze, Sanjay turned around…and burst out laughing. “Well, I wonder if Orwell imagined this when he penned his masterpiece,” he said and started laughing again as he stared at a camera that was affixed high on the wall in a corner of the room. Victoria’s continued silence worried him, and he turned to look at her again. She was looking in the opposite corner, and he turned around in a slow circle. There were four cameras total, one in each corner of the room. “Shit,” he said, still laughing, “Big Brother brought along his siblings.”
Victoria was totally incapable of humor at that moment. Here she was a respected scientist with a PhD, running one of the most successful research labs in the country, and she’d been taped screwing a suspected corporate thief in her employer’s lab. “Christ,” she muttered, “only I could become an inadvertent porn star.” She heard a loud crack of laughter and turned to narrow her eyes in reproach at Sanjay.
That only made him laugh harder. “Inadvertent or not, I’d say a star is born.”
“It isn’t funny, you idiot. My job is on the line! And you? You could get arrested just for being here!”
“Okay, okay,” he said, still laughing, “let’s see what we’re working with here.” Grabbing a chair, he dragged it over until it was beneath one of the cameras. He stood on the chair and tinkered with the camera for a few seconds.
Victoria watched him anxiously. “Well?”
“It’s a simple video surveillance system,” he explained as he climbed down. “They’re recording images for computers housed somewhere else. If I can get to the computers, I can get rid of the images.”
“All right,” Victoria said with a thoughtful frown. “I guess we can find the room. I’m sure they must be housed down where the rest of security is.”
“When did they put cameras in here anyway?” Sanjay asked as he followed her from the room.
Victoria made her way to the ladies’ room. “I can’t believe I forgot they were there, but they put them in right after you resigned,” she said with a smirk.
“Really? Mike and Ted didn’t mention them.”
“Mike and Ted?”
“Yeah, you know, the security guards for this wing of the compound. They’re friends of mine, and they’re the reasons I was able to get in so easily tonight.” Unaware that she was appalled, he smiled cockily when she turned to look at him in surprise. “See, you know how one guard always has to be at the security desk up front, and they take turns making checks of the building? Well,” he said, and his smile grew cockier, “you’re gonna love this. Whomever is on building check will simply steer clear of the lab and the hall where it’s located until I leave. That’s why I wasn’t worried when you threatened to call security.” A strangled sound came from Victoria’s throat, and he smiled again. “I know. Impressive, right?”
Victoria continued to stare at him. She imagined her fingers wrapped around his throat and almost smiled. “So, let me get this straight. You told the security guards that you were coming to see me?”
“Yep.”
“And they promised to not do security checks in my area at all? What did you bribe them with?”
“Didn’t have to,” he said happily. “I told you; we’re friends.”
“So now your friends know that we’ve had sex, and I let you, a suspected thief, stay in my lab for”—she looked at her watch—“more than an hour?”
Sanjay winced. “Well, when you put it that way, it doesn’t sound like all that brilliant a plan, does it?”
Victoria wanted to stamp her foot. “Aah, let’s see…Yeah, I got it…That would be a big…resounding… no!’”
Sanjay’s lips twitched. “Relax, Doc. They don’t know we had sex. It’s not like I told them, and besides, they’re not going to tell anyone that I was here. Not only do I trust them, but they could lose their jobs if they told.”
Victoria felt her eye tic jump with nervousness but said, “Fine. There’s nothing I can do about it now anyway.” She turned back toward the door to the ladies’ room.
“Wait a minute,” Sanjay said, fuming, “are those bastard owners actually telling everyone that I stole from the company?” It was one thing for them to accuse him of theft in a boardroom, but for them to tell his ex-colleagues and others was another.
With her hand on the door to the washroom, Victoria told him, “No, not exactly. You know how rumors are: one person makes a suggestion, and then it spreads. Anyway,” she said with a sympathetic sigh when he frowned, “you remember where the men’s room is
located. I’ll meet you back out here in ten minutes.”
* * *
Twelve minutes later, they were standing in front of a set of double doors marked Security. “Of course they’re locked,” Victoria whispered in frustration as she pushed against them without them budging.
“Stand aside, amateur.” Sanjay shouldered her aside. “Let a pro do his thing.”
Victoria only lifted a brow and watched as he pulled what she thought was an ordinary billfold from his pocket. “Well, this is bound to get interesting,” she mused softly when he opened the billfold to reveal a gleaming set of burglar’s tools. “Burgle in your spare time, do you?” she murmured as she moved closer to get a better look.
Sanjay, who by now was on his knees in front of the lock, almost grinned at the cool surprise in her tone. His concentration was mostly focused on what he was doing, and as usual with him, interruptions quickly became a nuisance. Her scent reached out to him when she moved closer, and he could feel her soft breath on his neck as she bent to get a closer look. He lifted a hand, covered her face with it, and gently but firmly pushed her away.
Victoria took the hint and moved away from him but complained, “I can’t believe you just muffed me! That was rude and unnecessary. A simple request would have sufficed.”
Sanjay didn’t bother to look away from the lock. “You were in my way, Vick.”
“And that reminds me,” she whispered furiously, “I’ve told you over and over again to stop calling me that. Vick,” she said with disgust. “It’s such a…a…sweaty-man-with-muscles kind of name. I don’t know why you insist on using it.”
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