Page 21 of Enemy Boss

Max

He stands up and smiles innocently at me as I slide along the seat to get up. My clit is throbbing with need and my whole body is alive and ready for Cullen.

“You’re damned right we’re not,” I whisper to Cullen as I pass him and then I join the girls and we head back onto the dance floor.

I can’t resist glancing back at Cullen as we walk and he’s watching me and not even trying to disguise it. I can see the lust in his eyes from here and I feel my stomach roll with the anticipation of what’s to come later on tonight. For now, though, I promise myself that I am going to focus on my friends and on having a good time with them and I throw myself into dancing. Even though I concentrate on my friends, I am still aware of Cullen’s presence and his eyes on me as I dance, and part of me dances for him, wanting to turn him on and make him want me even more.

I know my tactic has worked when the bell sounds for last orders at the bar and the lights come up on the dance floor and Cullen is there in front of me.

“Let’s go,” he says.

“Go where?” I ask, pretending to not know exactly what he means.

“My place,” he barks out. “Now.”

I can’t speak. I can only nod my consent. Cullen takes my hand and leads me off the dance floor and then my senses come back to me.

“Wait,” I say, gently pulling my hand from his. “I have to tell Harriet and Sam where I’m going.”

I start back towards them. They are both laughing, and they come towards me.

“Go,” Harriet says.

“Have fun,” Sam adds with a wink.

I give each of them a quick hug and say my goodbyes and then I walk back to Cullen who takes my hand again, and without a word, leads me out of the club and down the stairs. I feel safe with Cullen, and I manage to get to the bottom of the stairs without falling or even stumbling. Cullen makes no comment on it, but I bet he notices. He notices everything.

He leads me across the parking lot and to the taxi stand, where he steers me to a waiting cab and opens the door and gestures for me to get in. I get in and he closes the door for me and goes around to the other side and gets in. He gives the driver his address and we pull away.

It’s not that long of a drive – about twenty minutes or so, and they are twenty long, delicious minutes filled with the anticipation of what is to come.

I look out of the window as the city passes by. The streets are quiet, but there is the odd house with a light burning in the window. I wonder if they are insomniacs or if they are people like Cullen and me who have been out clubbing.

Cullen’s hand brushes mine where it rests on the seat between us and anyone else in the city, awake or asleep, goes out of my mind entirely as I feel tingles spreading up my arm from his touch. I turn my head and smile at him, and he licks his lips, sending a pulse of longing through my body.

Finally, when I’m almost delirious with the need for Cullen’s hands and mouth to be on me, to have his cock inside of me, we turn onto Cullen’s street and pull up outside of his house. Cullen pays the driver, and we get out of the cab and head through his garden. He unlocks the front door and pushes it open, standing aside so that I can enter. I go inside and I don’t waste any time. I just head for the stairs. I’m halfway up them when the door closes behind me and Cullen starts up the stairs behind me.

“So eager,” he says as he catches up with me at the top of the stairs.

I reach behind me and take his hand in mine, pulling him towards his bedroom, proving his assertion to be correct. I’m more than eager. I am ready to devour him and to be devoured in return.

We get into the bedroom, and I hear the door slam shut and I turn to face Cullen. We stand looking at each other for a moment, the air charged with static electricity that makes my body tingle. On some unseen cue, we come together in a flurry of kisses, caresses, and flying clothes. My hands roam all over Cullen and his hands roam all over me. One minute they are in my hair, then he’s cupping my face and then his hands are moving over my back and sides.

Once all of our clothes have been shed, I press myself against Cullen, feeling the hard muscles of his chest and his even harder cock. I want him inside of me, but there’s something else I want to do first and when Cullen starts to walk me towards his bed, I let him lead me there, but when he goes to push me onto it, I slip out of his grip and shake my head.

“I want to taste you first,” I say.

Cullen moans and pulls me to him. He kisses me roughly and then he turns us around so that he is next to the bed instead of me. He sits down and I pull my mouth from his and get to my knees between his legs. I take hold of his cock in one hand and direct the tip towards my mouth.

I lick lightly along the length of him and then I flick my tongue back and forth over the tip, tasting the salty goodness of his precum as I tease him. He moans again and takes my head in his hands, pushing the tip of his cock into my mouth. I let him move me and when he stops, I keep moving myself, taking his length into my mouth. I stop before he hits my gag reflex and I slowly slide my lips back up him. I suck hard on him and stretch his cock out then I plunge my head down, taking him into my mouth again. He moans again, a low sound that sends a shiver through my body.

I bob my head up and down, sucking on Cullen and moving my fist in time with my mouth so his whole cock is getting stimulated. I can tell by the way his breathing has become ragged and fast that he’s getting close to coming. His hands are still on my head, fisted in my hair. It pulls slightly when I move my head, but I kind of like the soft sting in my scalp and I do nothing to encourage him to release his hold on me.

I keep working him, my head and hand moving, moving, moving. I’m loving the taste of him and the way he is slowly coming undone at my touch. My clit is pulsing, and I am so wet that I can imagine when I stand up there will be a puddle on Cullen’s bedroom floor.

Cullen takes his hands from my hair and takes hold of my shoulders. He gently pushes me back and I resist him, still sucking on him. He pushes harder, his touch more demanding and I release his cock from my mouth, looking up at him questioningly.

“I want to come inside of you,” he says, his voice low and almost a growl.

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