Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
He let go of her earlobe and asked in a husky voice, “Darling, do you really want me to stop?”
Audrey was on the edge of crying. Stopping now seemed too harsh, leaving her caught in a deep yearning.
Yet, Cornell wanted to hear her say what she needed. He pulled back a bit, his breath warm against her skin. “If you’re not up for a kiss, we’ll stop, alright?”
Audrey, already overwhelmed, could only respond with a faint murmur.
Cornell let out a soft chuckle. “If you’re really against it, then let’s forget it.”
Audrey felt her cheeks warm up. He was serious about stopping if she didn’t speak up. Too embarrassed to share her feelings, she barely whispered, “Honey…”
Cornell managed to keep a straight face, replying, “Yes?”
Clinging to his arm, Audrey bit her lip and whispered her request, “Honey… I want more kisses…”
Her voice was so gentle that it could soften anyone’s heart.
Cornell undid his tie, tossed it aside, and bent down again, his hands planted near her. “Only kisses?”
Audrey blinked, puzzled. “Isn’t that enough?” She really did love his kisses the most.
Cornell playfully tapped her nose, calling her a “little greedy one,” while putting aside his own desires.
Just as Audrey was about to say something, her world darkened as the tie wrapped around her eyes.
Suddenly, she was up against the large desk in the office.
Cornell’s deep voice enveloped her. “Honey, how about we try something new?”
“Cornell…” Audrey tried to speak, but Cornell’s kiss silenced her.
“Hmm…” A quiet gasp slipped out as she grabbed onto his shirt.
Feeling her quick breaths, Cornell tightened his hold on her. He gently pried her lips apart for a deep, commanding kiss, exploring with his tongue in bold swirls.
Blinded by his tie, Audrey felt like she was losing her breath to him. The fading of her other senses made the kiss feel even more thrilling.
Cornell held her closely, kissing her with a passion that filled the quiet, well-lit office.
Audrey, still in her work clothes, a white blouse and pencil skirt, found herself in disarray. Her blouse was undone, revealing more than intended, and her skirt had ridden up.
Cornell, ignited by the sight of her in such a state, yearned for more. His hand moved behind her, and then there was a faint snap.
The sound of a strap being released.
Audrey’s eyes went wide in shock. He had gone further than she expected…
With his tie on, all Audrey could feel was the hot trail of his fingers, making her cheeks burn. She tried to push him away, mumbling, “Cornell… We’re at your company. We can’t… This desk is for work…”
Her words were all over the place. And this was the desk Cornell used every day! If they made out here, how could she ever look at it the same way again?
Cornell gently bit her lip, his voice low and rough. “Don’t you think it’s nice to make some good memories with this desk? It makes me happy just to see it.”
Cornell loved the excitement of being so close to Audrey in his office.
Audrey was freaking out. This was too much!
“Beep! Beep! Beep!” The sudden sound of the internal phone ringing made Audrey jump, and she tensed up all over.
Cornell noticed her stiffen, his kiss becoming gentler, his breath turning deeper and more enticing. “Why are you so nervous?”
“Your… Your work…” Audrey managed to say.
When she tried to stand, Cornell smoothly changed their positions, pulling her onto his lap.
Taken by surprise, Audrey wrapped her arms around his neck, shifting uncomfortably.
He gently lifted her legs with a caution. “Stay still.”
Tears threatened to spill from Audrey’s eyes. She didn’t want to move, yet the heat was unbearable!
Suddenly, the call switched to speakerphone, silencing Audrey immediately. “Hello, Mr. Clement, Mr. Frazier is here.”
Cornell glanced at Audrey, his expression unreadable. “Okay, give me fifteen minutes and I’ll be there.”
Just as the call seemed to end, a familiar voice chimed in, “What are you doing, Cornell?” It was Devonte who had grabbed the phone.
Cornell didn’t respond.
Devonte chuckled. “You’re not making out during the day, are you?”
Audrey, feeling like she’d been caught, tried to pull away, but Cornell kept her close. Gripping her waist, he drew her in closer, eliminating any space between them.
“Mm…” Audrey muffled a moan into Cornell’s chest, unable to hold it back.
“What was that noise?” Devonte realized what was happening immediately.
Audrey, panicked, closed her mouth tight, which only allowed Cornell to take further advantage.
As Cornell gently lifted her skirt, he simply said, “Nothing.”
Devonte, always one to joke around, asked, “Did I just hear a cat? Are you sneaking off to play with cats in the middle of the day?”
Audrey’s cheeks turned red with embarrassment. Her clothes were in disarray, her lips slightly open, and she felt frozen in place, especially with Cornell’s hand playfully moving.
Cornell, looking at Audrey’s flushed face with admiration, asked provocatively “Any objections?”
“Not at all. I’m not in a hurry.” Devonte casually suggested, “How about I give you an hour?”
“Sounds good,” Cornell responded, his tone even.
Devonte commented on how composed Cornell was.
Seeing Audrey nearly breathless, Cornell quickly hung up the phone.
He then whispered to her, encouraging softly, “Baby, it’s okay to enjoy it.”
Audrey’s neck was lightly covered in sweat as she tried to restrain herself. She wrapped her arms around him, her voice shaking, “Cornell…”
“Let’s head inside.” Cornell, noticing the desk was too hard, carefully moved Audrey to the comfier bed in the rest area.
By then, Audrey had lost almost all her clothes. Cornell had removed her clothing when he was on the phone. Now, she looked incredibly tempting, impossible to resist.
Cornell, looking at Audrey intensely, leaned in and whispered, “Relax, honey… It’s okay to bite me, not yourself.”
Audrey was left without words.
Following their close moment, both were out of breath, Audrey even more so, completely worn out.
Cornell helped her up to clean up, washing her gently.
Overwhelmed, Audrey weakly protested, “No, please… I can’t handle more.”
Cornell soothed her, “Be a good girl. Cleaning up saves you from taking any medication.”
Audrey fell silent again, the meaning behind his words unmistakable.
Even bathing Audrey felt charged with an undeniable allure for Cornell. Her bashfulness was deeply attractive.
Cornell, filled with longing, pulled her into another deep kiss.
Their connection was so strong they found it hard to let go. But suddenly, Audrey pushed Cornell away, caught in a moment of clarity, reminding him of his duty. “Mr. Frazier is waiting. You’ve got to go now!”
Having kept Devonte waiting for who knew how long was embarrassing enough. With Devonte’s knowing tone in the phone, Audrey was overwhelmed by embarrassment.
Everyone at the Clement Group knew about Cornell’s girlfriend’s visit from the incident moments ago, and now Cornell chose to have Devonte waiting. It was clear to everyone what they were up to. Audrey worried about how she was going to face anyone now.
“Okay, let’s go out first.”
Cornell wrapped Audrey in a towel, carried her to the bed, and dried her off, but he didn’t let her go right away.
Audrey felt another intimate moment coming on, her mind flashing back to their recent closeness. He seemed to drag the moment out under the pretense of drying her off, making her cheeks turn red.
“You need to go now,” she urged, blushing.
Cornell looked at her, his eyes twinkling with a hint of playfulness.
“There’s no hurry right now.”
Cornell dressed Audrey in the clothes Matteo had bought, carefully putting each piece on, and gently dried her hair with a fresh towel.