Sweet Seduction

Author- Midnight Faith

Feedback- missangel186@hotmail.com

Disclaimer- Do I look like a f***ing Mutant enemy to you?

Spoilers- none

Rating- NC-17

Summary- Lilah's got plans for a Friday Night…

Pairing- Lilah/Lindsey

Distribution- fanfiction.net, Ace of Harts, Friday Night Fever, lists, Lindsey's Angels… anyone else just ask :-)

Notes- My very first NC-17… be gentle! Dedicated to Chris, Lynne, Cara and Matt for saying Lindsey/Lilah is a cool ship!

Lilah blew out the match, her rose-frosted lips forming the perfect 'O.'

She tossed the smoldering match into the waste paper basket and looked around the room, a slight smile catching the corners of her mouth.

Twelve white, pillar candles, lightly vanilla scented burned around her office.

She wore a black dress that left little to the imagination… he'd have to try resisting her now…

Three weeks ago she and Lindsey had made a promise. No more sex. No more lies. No more hiding in stationary cupboards.

Lilah's philosophy was rules were for breaking.

It was getting harder and harder to ward off each other.

Only today, in Lindsey's office, going over the Hawthorn litigation case had resulted in Lilah sitting on Lindsey's desk, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his aching cock pressed in between her legs, his mouth nuzzling up against her neck, until he'd finally managed to gasp that this was wrong and hurriedly taken her by the arm and thrown her out of his office, slamming the door the adjoining door between their offices and locking it behind her.

Breathing heavily, she's sunk to the floor, pressing one ear against the door and listened to the moans of pleasure coming from the other side.

Biting her lower lip, she inserted two fingers up inside short, black skirt and into her heaving cleft. She thanked god she'd left her silky, blue panties inside her desk drawer on the assumption Lindsey would have given up this ridiculous charade by now.

She groaned softly in pleasure as she heard Lindsey gasp as he came on the other side of the door. She knew he couldn't resist her and it drove her wild with desire.

Willing her breathing to stabilize and every molecule in her body to stop humming, she struggled unsteadily to her feet a plan for this evening already beginning to form in her mind...

Even now, thinking about that previous morning made her body flush a hot pink.

It was time to get the sweet seduction underway…

She pressed the button on her intercom that led directly to Lindsey's office.

"Lindsey?" she said a little breathlessly, "You still there?"

A wave of adrenaline flowed through her body, making her heart race as she heard a click on the other end of the line.

"Yeah… I'm here what do you want?" Lindsey's voice crackled down the intercom.

"I need you to look over this Hawthorn final contract," she lied hastily picking up cardboard beige folder from her desk.

"I'll be right in," the intercom clicked off.

Goosebumps erupted all over Lilah's body.

The door opened. Lindsey walked in.

She drank in the sight of him. The top three buttons of his dress shirt undone, tie discarded, cheeks flushed crimson in the glow of the candlelight.

"What's going on?" Lindsey asked a little suspiciously.

"I have a date," she lied to Lindsey, "Just getting in the mood… you know. I just need you to sign this then I'm off."

Lindsey crossed over to desk. Lilah handed him a pen, purposely brushing her fingers with his for a second longer than necessary.

He leaned over the desk to sign the contract and initial the top of each page.

Lilah purposefully pressed her body up against his, blowing into his ear and leaning her chin on his shoulder under the pretense of needing to tell him exactly where to sign.

He swallowed hard, though his mouth felt like cotton wool in an attempt to control his ever-hardening member.

When he had finished signing he put the pen on the desk wordlessly and savored the feel of her body up against his.

He stood up quickly.

"Have a good date," he said rapidly, barely concealing the insane jealousy in his voice.

"Thanks," she told him, following him over to the door and opening it.

He stood in the doorway drinking in her beauty, potential consequences fleeing from his mind.

He kissed her on the cheek, giving in to his body.

"For old time's sake," he told her, "then it stops."

"For old times sake," she whispered back, feeling victory run cold in her veins.

He kissed her, full on the lips, with slow patience at first, his tongue encircling the roof of her mouth, then growing with a fevered passion.

He slammed the door shut behind them, sliding the bolt across, unsteadily guiding her across to the black, leather sofa in the corner, lips and tongues never leaving each other for a second.

She straddled his lap, feeling his hardness and moaning into his mouth.

He slid the thin straps of her dress down as with fingers, trembling in anticipation she unbuttoned his shirt.

He pulled her dress down to around her waist, shrugging off his shirt his mouth descending to the top of her breasts.

She threw her head back, moaning loudly, urging his tongue more contact as with shaking hands he reached for the clasp on her lacy, black bra.

He dropped her bra to the carpet and began sucking on her hardened nubs.

She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist feeling his cock pressed up against her wetness.

In his frenzy, he lifted her up slightly to pull off her dress; she kicked her shoes off across the room, standing to undo the zipper of his trousers and pull them off followed by his shoes. She drew her pants off followed by his.

Kneeling on the floor, she licked around the head of his member, swallowing him down, and swirling her tongue around maniacally.

"Lilah," he moaned, "Let me…"

She lay down on the sofa beside him as he quickly reached around in his trouser pockets and frowned slightly.

"In don’t have a condom," he told her.

She shook her head.

"It doesn't matter," she told him breathlessly.

He positioned himself at her heated entrance and pushed his length inside her in one swift motion.

She gasped at the sudden invasion feeling for the first time his skin against hers.

He began to pump inside her, as she cried out and clung to his shoulders.

He jerked his hips urgently as he felt the pressure begin to build inside of him.

He brought his lips down to hers, coming inside her.

She groaned inside his mouth as he reluctantly withdrew from her.

 "So… what about that date then?" he asked, curling up around her…

 

BTW people… actions have consequences and there will be a part two… suggestion on where it can go now much appreciated!

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