Noah sat at his desk and tapped his fingers nervously on the stack of papers. A knock sounded on his door and his heart hit his chest in loud thumps.
"I brought your coffee, Monsieur Martin." Lea entered his office, holding a cup of coffee.
Noah leapt up and slammed the door shut behind her. She held the coffee cup out so that it wouldn't spill on her. He took the cup and set it on a small round table by the door. Noah pinned her hands above her head and began to trail kisses along her neck.
"Anxious much?" She giggled as he nibbled and sucked on her pulse point.
"You have no idea." Noah groaned and slowly ran his hands down her arms to her breasts. He caressed them and slid his hands down to the hem of her white blouse.
"Oh, I think I do. Your fiancée doesn't pay much attention
