Chapter 111

"I need to go into the office." Brianna announced. The album was being mastered, the guys had gone home and since she was working from home most of the time now, she needed to get her files. She'd turned the room where she'd stored her belongings into her office and Stephanie had helped her find places for the rest of it. A few rooms still needed painting to suit the changes she'd made, but the house was beginning to feel more like hers. She'd refused to remove all of Dorothea's choices, but managed to put her own stamp on the house - or at least she'd started to. "Pass the potatoes please."

Jon passed the bowl and swallowed his mouthful of food. "I've need to meet with Paul. I was going to do it by phone, but it would be easier in person. We might as well go together."

Brianna nodded, then looked at Romeo and frowned slightly. Jon followed her gaze and grunted. "I'll call Mom."

During the drive into the city, Jon struggled to keep his attention on the road and not his fiancée. It wasn't just that she was wearing one of her business suits - he'd seen them all before. The difference was, this time he'd watched her dress and knew what was underneath the conservative outfit. When he'd raised a brow at her thong and lacy demi-cup bra, she'd just smiled. Temptress!

The fact that their sex life was still restricted to the odd moments they could steal behind locked doors when the kids were at school or at friends and Romeo was napping, didn't help. While he'd managed to get her to put her stamp on the house decor, he hadn't been as successful in getting her comfortable enough to make love in their bed with the kids all home and asleep.....yet. 

Reaching over, he set his hand on her knee and stroked it with his thumb. It wasn't as much as he wanted, but it was all he could get.....for now. Seeing the smirk curving her lips as she looked out the window made him want to growl.

Evelyn looked up as they walked in the door. "Hi!" Jumping up from her chair, she rushed around her desk to hug them both. "Congratulations!" She wagged an admonishing finger at Brianna. "Why didn't you say something? Let's see the hardware."

Brianna laughed, but obliged, holding out her left hand.

"Ooh, it's beautiful! Nice job Boss!"

"Thanks." Jon smiled smugly. "Is Paul in?"

"He's out at a meeting with AEG. He should be back in an hour or so."

"Okay. Tell him I'd like to see him when he gets back."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, Jon scowled at his computer screen and slammed his hand on the keyboard. "BRI!"  Pushing back his chair, he stood and stalked to the door that connected his office to Brianna's.

Brianna looked up from the open file on her desk. "What do you need?"

His lips twitched. "That's a loaded question."

The expression in the heated cobalt gaze told her where his mind had gone and she rolled her eyes. "We're at work remember? Have to think with the big head honey."

"Would be easier to do if the little one wasn't feeling neglected." He muttered.

She snorted, but decided that wasn't a subject she wanted to discuss. "Why did you come in here?"

Jon sighed. "I fucked up something with my schedule and I can't fix it. Will you look at it?"

"Okay." She stood and stepped around her desk. "Let's see if I can repair the damage."

"Smartass." He swatted her ass as she passed him. The niggling of an idea formed in his head and he closed the door between their offices before he followed her. The door to the hallway on his side was always closed, but she kept hers open. This way they had some privacy.

He had to rush to reach his desk before she did and claim his chair. He moved slightly to the side to allow her access to his computer, but effectively trapping her between his chair and his desk.

Clicking keys and the mouse, Brianna focused on the screen. Jon's movements went largely ignored until his fingers grazed her thigh, reaching beneath the hem of her skirt in search of the warm bare flesh above her stocking. "Jon! Stop!"

"Why?"

She wiggled, trying to dislodge his hand, but there wasn't much room - and he was too determined. "We're at the office!"

He shrugged and reached higher, pushing aside the strip of material covering her soft folds despite her movements. "My office." Finding her opening, he slid one finger inside. "My woman."

"Oh!" Brianna gasped. The shock of it allowed her libido to take control and she rocked back against his hand, riding his finger. Her mind knew it was inappropriate and unprofessional.....but her body didn't care. It craved the pleasure he gave and was eager to take full advantage of the situation.

Feeling her body soften and moisture drench his impaled finger, easing his way, he knew he had her. He shifted her to face him, the desk at her back. He reached up to unbutton her suit jacket, revealing her toned stomach and the lacy bra.

Brianna watched as his eyes darkened and heated even more. With an almost reverent touch, he reached out to brush the tops of her breasts where they overflowed her bra.  Goose bumps rose on her skin in their wake. Wanting more, his fingers gripped the front closure of her bra and with a flick, undid it. When her brows rose in surprise he just smiled and peeled the material away from her flesh.

His hand roamed at first, but the pink tips were a lure he couldn't resist for long. Her nipples had already started to harden from the stimulation of his finger inside her, but he rubbed, squeezed and pulled until they reached out towards him. Responding to their unspoken request, he leaned forward to take one between his lips. At the same time, he slid a second finger inside her. Mouth and hand worked in synch, thrusting, sucking, stroking, biting.

"Oh!" One hand gripped the edge of the desk while the other slid into his hair, holding his head against her, her eyes closed against the sensations bombarding her. "Mmm."

Her moan and her body's obvious pleasure caused a similar response in his own body. After only a few minutes he had to reach down and open his pants to ease the painful constriction on his rapidly swelling cock.

The knock at the door a few minutes later had Brianna stiffening. The sound of Paul's voice had her pushing him away.

"Jon?"

And the sound of the knob turning told her Paul wasn't going to wait for Jon to tell him to come in and unless she wanted him to see her in her current state of partial undress, she needed to hide - and fast! But her options were very limited. In fact, there was only one. So she dropped to the floor and scurried under the desk.

"Evelyn said you wanted to see me?"

"Yes." Jon moved his chair closer to his desk as Paul entered the room to hide his own gaping wardrobe. "How did things go with AEG?"

"Good. They suggest starting the tour in November or December in Japan and Australia. But if you want to do that we've got to get going." He paused, thinking. "Maybe it would be best to wait until next spring. Have you set a wedding date yet?"

"No. Bri's waiting until the kids are more comfortable with the whole thing,"

"Not like the old days when your schedule was set by you alone huh? Now you have to consider and wait for your woman and your kids."

Knowing where his woman was currently huddled - and the tender part of his anatomy that was exposed and vulnerable - Jon just laughed and changed the subject. "Did they have any ideas about some different places to go?"

"Mmm." Paul nodded. "They're looking at the Middle East, Croatia and a few other places around Eastern Europe."

While the men talked, Brianna sent up a prayer of thanks to whoever decorated his office. The big wooden desk hid everything behind it - or under it in her case. As her heart rate slowed down in the wake of the adrenaline spike caused by Paul's arrival, her body reminded her that her fuse had been lit but she was still looking for detonation. The half hard cock pointing at her told her that his fuse was still burning as well.

Since he was responsible for them being in this situation, she decided he deserved a little payback. She set her hand on his knee to brace herself while she shifted position - and to give him at least a little warning. She felt his leg tense, but instead of moving away, he moved closer - whether to hide himself or keep her there she wasn't sure.

Gentle fingers skimmed along his swelling length for long minutes, then formed a loose fist around it and pumped lightly. When he cleared his throat and nudged her with his foot, she grinned, and decided to take it up a notch - or ten.  Holding his erection steady with one hand, she reached further with the other to cup his sac and rub her thumb over the sensitive skin. She leaned closer and licked the now throbbing head. The sound of a cough muffling a groan came from above her head, but she ignored it. She lost all track of their conversation as her attention became totally focused on the feel and taste of him. She let her hands, lips and tongue wander and explore, careful to keep the touches light - sh wanted to tease him, not bring him off.

She must have missed Paul leaving, because suddenly, the chair was pushed back enough that he could see her.

Blue eyes blazed. "You're a brat!"

"You started it. I tried to tell you it was inappropriate to fool around in the office, but you didn't care."

"You're right. I started it." Grasping her arms, he pushed the chair back more and pulled her up, standing with her. "And I'm going to finish it!"

He turned her around to face the desk. Stepping up behind her, he pushed his pants down, her skirt up, the strip of her thong aside and with one thrust, buried his aching flesh inside her.

"Oh!" Brianna gasped and braced herself with her hands on the desk.

Jon wrapped his arms around her, one hand covering her mound, the other over her breast. "Fuck you feel good!"

The room was filled with soft moans and harsh breathing. Their passion built steadily and quickly, fanned by the friction their bodies created and the danger of being caught. It was pleasure and torture for them both. Every time his fingers squeezed or tugged her nipple it sent a shock wave through her torso causing her internal muscles to tighten around him in response, which in turn caused him to thrust harder and tighten his grip on her breast. It was a circle that swirled faster and faster towards explosion.

At the brink of detonation, Brianna yanked his hand away from her breast, raising it to her mouth and sank her teeth into the heel of his palm to stifle her cries. Jon sank his into her shoulder and held her tightly as he erupted inside her. 

Shaking, Jon withdrew from her body and reached behind him for the chair. Sinking into it, he pulled Brianna down onto his lap.

"That...was...." She panted.

"Uh huh." He smirked. "See, the threat of being caught adds a little spice to it don't you think?"

She snorted. "There's a big difference between getting caught by adult friends and staff and getting caught by your children!"

They sat for several minutes catching their breath, then Brianna sighed and sat up, fastening her bra and suit jacket. She turned the chair towards the computer. "Okay. Back to what I was doing before you.....distracted me."

Jon just smiled leaned his head back.

A few clicks of the mouse and some keys and his schedule was restored. "There you go. All fixed."

"Thanks Golden Eyes." He didn't open his eyes even when she stood up and returned to her office.

An hour later, Brianna looked at her watch and started packing up. "Jon? You ready to go? We need to leave if we're going to pick up the kids from school."

"Yep. Coming."

When he appeared in the doorway, she looked up and grinned. "Do I need to drive or did you have your usual post coital nap?"

He scowled. "Brat!" As she passed him, he reached out to smack her ass.

"Hey! Don't damage the merchandise!"

"Don't worry. I'll kiss it better." He reached for her.

Evading him, she headed for the door. "Stop it!"

They were still laughing when they reached the reception area. Evelyn looked up and smiled. "Heading out?"

"Yes." Brianna answered, slapping Jon's hand away from her ass. "Gotta pick up the kids from school."

"Okay. See you later, and congratulations again."

"Thanks."

Evelyn watched them go, pleased to see both of them so happy.