Strictly Professional

5: New Angel

NIALL
If I Had You-Adam Lambert

"Let's dance." With these two words and a wide smile, she got up and pulled me into the crowd, holding my hand with both of hers behind her back as she squeezed through the people dancing. It seemed as if the last shot she took made her flip a switch, putting an end to the efforts she was making to appear constrained and serious. I didn't protest, giving her full reign of movement as she came to a halt in the middle of the dancefloor just as the chorus of the song playing hit.

She let go of my hand, turning to face me as she started dancing to the beat. Her movements close to her jumping in place as she folded her arms over her head, stretching them into the air and rolling her neck. She was singing along, making it clear that she knew the song well. My movements were smaller, reserved and didn't draw any attention. I stuck to my usual way of dancing, which was pretty much a side to side step while bopping my head to the rhythm.

She didn't seem pleased with the way I chose to dance so she took matters into her own hands, quite literally. She took both my hands, her movements slowing down to match the new beat of the verse as she led my arms around her. I couldn't hide the surprise on my face when she did that, placing her arms over my shoulders right after. She was getting closer and closer to reaching the point of grinding on me and I'd be flat out lying if I said I didn't want her to.

I thought she was hot from the second I laid my eyes on her and she intrigued me instantly. I'm not gonna lie. I decided that I wanted her from the first ten minutes we spent alone in her office. Her determination to keep up the businesslike appearances between us had me wanting to break them down more by the second. I knew I had captured her attention too. She was playing hard to get, but I never said no to a challenge and there was no lie that I liked the chase.

Having her dance so close to me gave me the confirmation I needed to know I was right. She wanted me too, but I was aware she'd never admit to that while she was sober.

I placed my hands on her hips, guiding them as she moved them side to side every second beat of the song. I followed along, swinging with her and letting loose.

"If I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete." She sang into my ear, her hot, fruity breath that hit my skin caused the hairs at the back of my neck to stand up. She looked up at me and smiled so wide that her eyes started to squint. She placed her hands on my chest, closing her eyes and leaning back slowly, exposing her neck.

My hand made contact with her bare back to support her, her skin soft and warm. My eyes immediately travelled down the column of her neck to her exposed collarbones and finally to her chest. The cut of her silk blouse was low enough to show off her cleavage, but not too low to make it seem like she was trying to get attention while the golden chain of her purse sat in the middle. My gaze locked at her breasts that appeared to be full and perky, my palms itching with the need to cup them when I realised she wasn't wearing a bra. I shook that desire away quickly, looking right into her eyes as she came back up to me, brown eyes sparkling from adrenaline.

Just when she pulled me a bit closer by the collar of my shirt, she pushed me away. Jumping around and flipping her hair to the chorus again. She still held onto my hands, tugging at them to encourage me to join her. And maybe the alcohol had started getting to me too, or maybe I was just lost into the moment, but I did exactly what she wanted.

I jumped along with her to the beat, mirroring the wide grin she had plastered on her face the entire time. I was starting to regret not leaving my blazer behind, sweat accumulating on my forehead and neck by the energetic movements and the warmth of the room. From the top of my eye, I could see a few long hair strands that fell over my forehead and out of their place. But I couldn't care less. I was focused solely on her and the way she was making me feel.