Unlocked (Ida x female reader)

Chapter 6

"Not with him out of commission. I've already rescheduled all my cr-meetings."

He narrows his eyes at me "nice save"

"Forgot who I was talking to for a second." I smile a little shyly.

"I like that smile more than your fake one." He states.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't smile a lot."

"Yes I do?"

"You smirk or it is more wicked, but you do not let yourself genuinely smile. This is the first one I have seen. It is beautiful, by the way."

I don't have words to reply, instead, I finish my drink. "Is it hot in here?" I pull on the collar of my shirt and fan myself with it.

"Well it is summer" he stands and walks over to my fan to turn it on "this should help."

"You're the one wearing long sleeves. Aren't you warm?"

"A little" he sits back down, rolls his sleeves up to his elbows and finishes his glass of wine. The redness returns to his cheeks and creeps up to his ears. "I do not drink much."

"Are you a lightweight?" I ask, leaning forward and putting my elbows on the table. His eyes trail from mine down past my mouth. I think he might be staring down my shirt which is definitely showing a scandalous amount of cleavage without revealing all the goods and keeping my locket covered but the chain visible.

"Yes, actually" his eyes trail to my mouth and he leans in, inches from my face.

"Then why did you drink with me today" I whisper, my breath fanning his face. I know it smells like wine and my words are falling more freely from my mouth than they usually do. I'm not drunk, just free of my inhibitions.

"I am not exactly sure. I usually say no" his eyes are now locked on my mouth as if my lips moving are the most fascinating thing he has ever seen. "There is just something so intoxicating about you."

"It's part of my charm"

"I will have to agree with that" and suddenly his lips meet mine and the table is pushed aside as I crawl into his lap to straddle him.

His hands move along my back and up to my hair, fisting it to hold me to him like if he lets go, I'll disappear. His kiss is hot and demanding, tasting of wine and what we ate for dinner.

I wrap my legs around his back, and pull at his shirt to untuck it from his slacks. My nails graze along his bare back, lightly scraping over small scars and he moans into my mouth as he stands up. He crawls onto my bed and presses my back onto the mattress. My fingers easily undo the buttons of his shirt and get it off over his shoulders. My hands continue to hit many small scars except for the brutal feeling one on his left shoulder.

He pulls my shirt up and over my head, exposing my bra, only breaking our kiss long enough to get my shirt out of the way. His mouth explores along my jaw and neck, wrapping his arms around my back so I arch into him. His lips trail down to my bra and rather than take the time to unbuckle it, he just pushes it up to my chin to have access to my breasts.

Nips and teases along my skin everywhere except where I want him to and I'm desperate until he closes his mouth over the nipple, sucking gently and teasing the other with his fingers. Every so often his teeth scrape along the chain of my necklace but I never take it off so I'm not going to start now.

I gasp as he stops teasing and sucks hard, moving his hand to squeeze into my waistband. His fingers skim over the spot I really want him to touch and slips one finger into me.