Page 5 of Enemy Boss

I concentrate on how my breasts move beneath me, the duvet tickling my nipples with each thrust as I brace myself on my hands. That doesn’t help. It just teases me. I also can’t think about how my clit is tingling, the promise of a second orgasm stimulating it. I can’t think of the way Cullen’s hands feel on my hips, how the way he holds me and moves me back and forth on his cock make me feel like he never wants to let me go. And I certainly can’t concentrate on the scent of Cullen’s aftershave mixed with the scent of our lust.

One of Cullen’s hands moves from my hip and comes around the front of my body. He pushes his fingers between my lips and rubs them over my swollen clit. I grimace, fighting with everything I have not to come. He opens and closes his fingers on my clit in a scissor like movement and I whimper, the pleasure too much for me, the need to explode too great.

With his fingers still tormenting me in the best possible way, his other hand grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls, lifting my head up. Cullen bends down to meet it, his body pressing against my spine.

“Come for me,” he whispers, and I let go with a relief that is so great I almost cry.

He straightens back up and releases my hair and I grind myself down onto his hand and back onto his cock and I explode, my pleasure surrounding me and taking over every part of me. My clit pulses and my pussy tightens up around Cullen’s cock. My stomach swirls and my nipples tingle. My body goes rigid, my muscles tense up, and my spine arches, pushing my head and my ass up as my stomach pushes down.

I can’t breathe, I can’t think. My mouth hangs open in a silent scream as my nerves all tingle and pulse. Red dots explode in front of my eyes, dancing flames that match the fire within me. I feel my eyes rolling back in my head and the room disappears leaving my vision black with only the dancing red lights for company.

I feel like I’m out of my body, like Cullen’s cock is the only thing keeping me from floating away on a cloud of pleasure that is so intense it’s almost agony. But such sweet agony. An agony I would happily beg for.

Slowly, my orgasm begins to fade. My eyes roll back into place as the red spots slow down their swirling and then vanish altogether. I find that my arms have collapsed, the muscles gone to jelly, and I half lay on the bed, my cheek on the cool duvet. I think only Cullen’s grip on my hips is keeping my legs from collapsing out from beneath me.

I gasp in a long, shuddering breath and it comes out with a whisper of Cullen’s name. He slams into my one more time and holds me in place against him, his cock pressing against my cervix as he fills me all of the way and explodes inside of me. He growls my name, and a shiver goes through me at the sound of it. My clit pulses once more and it’s so tender but already I want more of him.

He slips out of me when his own orgasm has faded and I lay in place on my front, barely caring that my ass is in the air. I watch as Cullen ties off the condom and drops it into a waste paper basket at the side of the bed.

At first glance, he looks unaffected by what we just did, but when I study him for a moment, I see the way his eyes sparkle and the way he moves differently, like his thighs ache from fucking me so hard. He runs a hand over his head.

“Fuck,” he says.

Maybe he came as undone as I did after all because his voice is a little shaky and he looks at me in surprise and shakes his head.

“Fuck,” he says again.

I force myself to stand up from the bed, but I don’t think my legs will hold me for long, so I quickly turn around and flick back the duvet and sit down on the sheet. I kick my shoes off, and then I move back a little bit so that I’m not perched right on the edge of the bed and Cullen smiles down at me, his composure well and truly back in place.

“Don’t get too comfortable there,” he says.

“Why? Are you kicking me out?” I say with a raised eyebrow.

Cullen’s only answer at first is a soft laugh and then he moves towards me and pushes me onto my back, climbing onto the bed between my legs. He leans back and opens the drawer in his bedside cabinet. He pulls another condom out and a shiver of desire goes through me as he opens it.

“Nope. I just don’t want you falling asleep before I’m finished with you,” he says.

He puts the condom on, casting the wrapper aside, and he moves himself on top of me, taking his weight on his elbows. I can feel his cock pressing against my soaking wet slit and I can’t believe he is hard again already. I’m in no way complaining, but the shock must show on my face because Cullen smiles his lazy smile and runs his lips lightly over mine.

“It seems you have quite the effect on me Max,” he says and the sound of my name on his lips turns me on so much.

I can’t stop myself. I feel like a starving animal that has been given food for the first time in weeks. I spread my legs wider and reach down and take hold of Cullen’s cock. I move it until it’s lined up with my pussy. Cullen seems to want this as much as I do because as soon as I have his cock in place at my opening, he is pulling my hand away and pushing himself inside of me.

We move together, our bodies in perfect sync with each other. My hands roam over Cullen’s back and sides as he kisses me, first on the lips and then on my neck. His thrusts get harder and faster, his cock assaulting my g spot with every movement. I am on the verge of another orgasm, and I can see by Cullen’s expression that he is close too.

“Come with me,” Cullen commands, and then he pushes into me all of the way and stays there, his body going rigid on top of mine as he comes. His cock spasms against my g spot and my own orgasm grips me.

I dig my nails into Cullen’s ass cheeks, pressing him further into me as I clench tightly around him and my body tingles with pleasure. I move my hands up Cullen’s back and cling to him as another wave of pleasure washes over me.

My tightened muscles relax and a warm, sated feeling washes over me as my orgasm subsides. Cullen has his face pressed against my neck as the last of his orgasm goes through him. His body shudders and then he pulls out of me and deals with the condom. He lays down beside me and we lay in the dark, our chests heaving as we get our breaths back.

As Cullen’s breathing evens out and becomes the long, deep breaths of sleep, I feel a pang of regret. I don’t know what I was expecting but somehow, it wasn’t this. I guess I thought we might cuddle up together and fall asleep in each other’s arms. I should have known that was a stupid thought. It’s not like Cullen and I are a couple. We aren’t even dating. It was just a spur of the moment thing that happened. Of course we aren’t going to get all cuddly. And if I had had any doubt in my mind as to whether this was a one-night thing or the start of something, I have my answer now, and that’s ok. I won’t lie – I am a bit gutted to think that I will most likely never have another orgasm like those I have had tonight again, but I came back here tonight with no expectations, and I will walk away tomorrow with my head held high.

Chapter 4

Max

Iwake up to a murky light coming in through the window. I guess it’s still early and I close my eyes and start to snuggle back down to grab another few hours of sleep when I remember where I am. My eyes fly open, and I glance over my shoulder. Cullen is asleep beside me, and I take a moment to appreciate how damned good looking he is, even in sleep. I could easily let myself drift away and get lost in my memories of last night, but I don’t. I really don’t want the awkward morning after the night before conversation we would be forced to have if I stay here until Cullen wakes up.

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