The Taste of Seduction

"You would sure have time to catch a lunch bite, what to eat together?" as he asked expectantly looking at her blushing face.

"Yeah, why not," she replied straight with a smile and a wink as the elevator door closed signaling the conversation was to be continued later or have ended.

As though lunch time seemed to freeze, time passed by very slowly as Marcus glanced at his watch umpteenth time.

"It\'s lunch time, and I\'m about to head out to eat. Where do you like to eat?" he asked with a childlike happiness as he anticipated her answer while selecting menus in his head.

"I\'m sorry, Marcus, I wouldn\'t be able to make it as I need to finish up this task before taking any break" she replied softly, her tone guarded.

Devastated at the news, Marcus continued the call halfhearted while promising to bring her a bit of what she likes as he walked dispiritedly from the office to get a bite outside.

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Marcus couldn\'t ignore the growing tension between him and Diana. It looked like after he kept his thoughts from her some nights ago, she had been avoiding him, keeping her distance as if trying to create a barrier between them. It pained him to see her pulling away, and he couldn\'t bear the thought of losing the connection they had built.

Determined to confront the issue head-on, Marcus decided to take matters into his own hands. He knew he had to talk to Diana and find out what was truly going on.

With a mix of nerves and hope, he made his way back to the office, his mind consumed by thoughts of her.

As Marcus entered the office, he spotted Diana at a friend\'s desk, engrossed in a fashion gist. Confirming that she was not busy during the period he went for lunch with a coworker, he felt a losing battle and was at his wits ends.

Approaching her with a smile, he spoke softly, "Here are the sandwiches you asked for" as he handed a shopping nylon in his hands.

"Wow, you got it from Burritos, thanks a lot, Marcus, \'\' she said with a smile. However, seeing her being polite, her body language guarded, her eyes avoiding any contact with him. He took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and decided on an enclosed space to discuss with her.

"Hey, Diana," Marcus continued, his voice filled with warmth and curiosity, "can you help me real quick with some files on Sofia beauty spa in the storage room? I have a call now and I need it to work in an immediate call that comes after it."

Diana looked up, her gaze meeting him briefly before quickly shifting away. "Sure, why not. I\'ll get it for you in some minutes" she replied succinctly as started to make her way to her desk.

After noticing her make way to the storage space, Marcus followed in a heartbeat.

Closing the door after as he entered and resting on it. Shocked at the quick flurry actions that happened, "I thought you had a call," she said quietly as she looked up to see who it was.

Marcus noticed her defensive stance and decided to cut straight to the chase. "Diana, we need to talk. Why does it feel like you are avoiding me? Please, don\'t say you are not, just talk to me straight. I\'m going crazy here"

Diana\'s eyes flickered with a mix of emotions, and she sighed softly. "Marcus, I... I\'m sorry if I\'ve been distant. It\'s just... after what happened that night, I needed some space to process everything."

Marcus nodded, understanding her need for space but still feeling the ache of her withdrawal. "I understand, Diana. I get what you are saying but I don\'t. It is not that night. After the last time, when you came to my apartment that\'s when all these started. What\'s the issue?"

Diana hesitated for a moment, her gaze locked on the floor. Finally, she looked up, her eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and fear. "Marcus, really it is not. It is just me needing time to sort myself out…"

Without waiting for her to finish her sentence, Marcus closed the gap between them. Surprised yet shy at the sudden loss of personal space, Diana spaced out as her gaze was fixed on his handsome face while her words felt incoherent.

Feeling her breadth in close proximity, Marcus felt a wave of lust wash over him, seeing her plump lush pink lips, his control flew out of the window.

Before she could withdraw her mind from its far places, his arms were around her, as sure and hard as on the dark road to oblivion, so hot. She felt again the rush of helplessness, the sinking yielding, the surging tide of warmth that left her limp.

And the quiet face of Diana was blurred and drowned to nothingness. He bent back her head across his arm and kissed her, softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made her cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world.

His insistent mouth was parting her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking from her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. And before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, she knew that she was kissing him back.

Falling into a typical fantasy, made her face apple red, however before she could recover her senses from dark fantasies, Marcus arms were around her waist, with surge of warmth and gentleness she had never know before, leaving her a rush of helplessness, the sinking yielding and limp while expecting what came next as she closed her eyes.

With a gentle tilt of her head against his arm, Marcus\'s lips met hers in a soft, yet hungry kiss. The touch ignited a fire within her, gradually intensifying with each passing moment. She clung to him, feeling his solidity as the world around them swayed in dizzying motion. His mouth pressed insistently against hers, parting her quivering lips and awakening sensations she had never fathomed.

In the whirlwind of emotions, she found herself responding to his passionate embrace. Every nerve in her body trembled with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. As the intensity of their connection grew, a dizzying giddiness overcame her, spinning her in a euphoric dance. It was in that moment that she realized she was not only kissing him, but surrendering to the depth of her feelings.