Our Little Secret

Chapter 19

"Oh so you like being bossed around, huh?" I asked Isabel as she began showing me around the rest of the venue.

"I might," she smirked at me.

"Noted," I said with a nod.

Isabel went over everything that I needed to know, and I tried to take in all of the information without getting too distracted by her.

"Alright well, that's about it I think," Isabel said as we finished up.

"Okay, think I've got it all," I told her.

"Oh yeah, one more thing I have to show you," she said as she motioned for me to come with her.

We walked back near the kitchen and I saw most of the people that had been in the building leave for the day.

Isabel pulled open a door that was down a side hallway and I followed her inside. It looked like it was some type of large supply closet.

"Is this your private lair?" I asked Isabel jokingly.

"Something like that," she said, "all the catering supplies are back here."

I nodded and looked around, and when my eyes came back to Isabel she was propping a chair up to hold the door shut.

"Uh...should I be concerned?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Mmm nope," she said as she walked towards me.

She put her hands on my waist and slowly leaned her face in close to mine.

"And what exactly are you planning?" I asked her with a smirk.

"I think you probably have a good guess," she grinned.

She placed a slow kiss on my lips and I let my eyes fall shut.

"Isabel," I said quietly as I pulled away, "I've had this job for less than a week, I'm not trying to get fired already."

"Almost everyone is gone," she said as she kissed me again, "and I'm basically the only one who uses this closet."

She kept her gaze intently on mine, and I knew I wasn't going to be able to resist this much longer.

We stood there for a minute with the sexual tension radiating between us, and then I gave in.

"You sure you want the first time we do this to be in a supply closet?" I asked with a grin, "not very romantic you know."

"I didn't peg you for a romantic Skylar," Isabel said as her hands trailed down my back.

"And no, this isn't exactly ideal," she continued, "but I'm kind of to the point where I need this to happen."

"You need it, huh?" I asked her.

She nodded as her lips moved closer to mine again, barely hovering over them.

"Show me how much you need it then," I whispered against her lips.

She pushed her body against mine and began to kiss me again as her hands wandered down to the buttons on my shirt. She made quick work of them and pushed my shirt and jacket off of my shoulders in one swift motion.

I tugged on her bottom lip with my teeth as I felt her hands on my bare skin. This was such a terrible idea, but I could tell it would be worth it.

I grabbed on to the bottom of Isabel's shirt and pulled it off over her head. I stepped back and took a minute to look her up and down, shit she was gorgeous.

"Are you just going to stare? Or are you going to do something about it?" Isabel asked me.

"I'm getting there," I said with a grin.

I took a hold of the waistband of her jeans and pulled her back towards me before I unbuttoned them. She slid out of them and kicked them aside with the rest of our clothes.

"Your turn," she said quietly.

She unbuttoned my dress pants and slowly brought them down my legs, making her way down to her knees as she did.

I stepped out of my pants just as Isabel began to kiss up the inside of my thigh. She looked up at me with her brown eyes as her mouth moved further up.

Seeing her head in between my legs as she kept her eyes locked on mine was almost enough to send me over the edge right then and there.

She ran her hands along the outside of my legs and up to my waist. Her fingers looped through the waistband of my underwear before she slid them down my legs.

I had done a lot of crazy shit in my life, but I can't say I'd ever done anything this risky before. The less clothes we had on, the more excitement and adrenaline I felt building up.

Isabel put her hand behind my knee and lifted my leg up slightly. I leaned back against the shelves that were behind me and found a place on them to rest my foot.

Her mouth moved tantalizingly slow further and further up my leg. I tried to lower myself down towards her, but it didn't speed up her process at all.

I saw a playful look in her eyes as I watched her, and I knew she wasn't going to let me off the hook that easily.

She briefly took her mouth away from my legs and looked up at me. She took her finger and put it in her mouth, slowly pulling it back out and never breaking eye contact.

"Jesus Isabel," I said as I took a sharp breath in.

She'd barely touched me yet and I was already done for.

She smirked at me as she brought her hand closer to me and I waited in anticipation. Her finger found my clit and began to circle over it as I leaned my head back and my eyes fell shut.

My fingertips wrapped around the edge of the shelf that was closest to me, and I gripped it tightly.

Isabel's finger slid from my clit down in between my folds, and she gently pushed it inside of me. A groan came from my mouth and I quickly closed it, remembering that I needed to stay as quiet as possible.

I turned my head to the side and bit down on my lip, trying to suppress any other sounds that might escape.

Isabel's finger continued to work as her mouth found my clit. My legs almost buckled beneath me as her tongue swirled around and she began to suck on it.

"Oh my - fuck," I said through gritted teeth.

I held myself up as I bent my knees and leaned against Isabel's mouth. My arm slid back on the shelf, and the sudden movement caused a box to come tumbling down to the floor.

I jerked my head forward and looked down at Isabel, who had now pulled away from me and stood up.

She quietly bent over and picked the box up and looked towards the door. We stood there in silence for a minute and waited to see if there was anyone left in the building who had heard us.

"Shit," she whispered, "talk about a mood killer."

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