Page 18 of Snowed In with the Bosses

“I’m close, Liam. I wanted to last longer for you. But I’m so fucking close.”

“I know.” I buried my head in her breasts. “I feel you clenching on my dick, Clara. It feels so good.” She felt perfect on my cock. The weight of her breasts in my hands and the softness of her hips, it was all perfection. “Go ahead and come.” I increased my pace just enough to push her over the edge. Her entire body was ripe and ready after so much fucking. I could breathe on her clit and she’d come apart at the seams…something I tucked away for a future encounter. “Fall apart, baby. We’re here to catch you.”

She rolled her hips and accepted me deeper. I knew the instant her orgasm hit. Even though I’d seen her with Ethan andAlexander, feeling it was a new experience. She was gifted with full-body orgasms that pulled me along for the ride. I couldn’t stop fucking her. The sight of her pleasure made me want to stand here forever, taking her to that peak and beyond over and over again. There would never be enough for me, not when it came to her and the way she came with a quaking in her body that wrapped her around my cock until I couldn’t breathe.

So tight. Her pussy was so fucking tight. Even with Ethan and Alexander holding her legs wide for me, I wanted more. Wanted deeper. I bucked my hips forward as my cock erupted, unable to hold back the orgasm any longer.

Clara screamed my name loud enough to shatter windows.

I managed to keep from collapsing onto her by the slimmest margin. She was shaking too much to hold up my weight, so I pulled her to my chest as shudders twisted her body.

Ethan and Alexander released her legs. She hooked her heels behind my knees, holding me in place. We shared the space, the air, every single molecule of our bodies with each other in that moment. Letting her go, even for a second, was the hardest thing I’d ever done.

“Are you okay?” I brushed her hair back and lifted her face to mine so I could kiss her.

Two shaking arms went around my neck, and she leaned into the kiss. When I broke the connection for a breath, she grinned. “Never been better.”

I rode the impossible high she’d given me like a drug addict, already wondering when I’d get my next fix.

“I feel like I could sleep for a week.” Clara sagged into me. Her warm body and my satiated sexual appetite agreed with her assessment.

Alexander—forever breaking into my fun and constantly reminding us of his CEO status—piped up. “We should get some work done.”

Clara’s laugh warmed my skin. She nestled closer, drawing her hands beneath her chin. “I’m this close to falling asleep.” Holding out one hand, she held her thumb and forefinger centimeters apart. “I’m not getting any work done right now.”

I didn’t blame her. My own eyes threatened to close, though that could be from the thrill of holding her in my arms. I forced myself to withdraw, even as we both murmured a protest, and swept her into my arms. The crown of her head settled beneath my chin, and I ducked my head to kiss her temple.

“You shouldn’t be carrying me.” She argued even through a yawn.

“After what we put you through, you deserve a little pampering.” I regretted we didn’t have a shower or tub nearby. Maybe next time. The promise kept me going as I carried her from Alexander’s desk to the couch, where I lowered her onto the cushions.

She sighed and tried to keep her eyes open, but they fluttered shut with every breath. “I’m happy.” A quick blink where her eyes burned into mine. “Is that wrong?”

“Not at all.” I kissed her forehead and tucked her hair behind her ears. “We’re glad you’re happy.” Hell, I was over the moon. Happiness was more than a state of mind, and in this moment, I felt brighter than a rainbow. I grabbed the throw blanket from the narrow cabinet across from our worktable and spread it over her. “Take a nap.” She’d earned it. The blanket had come in handy through the years when we had late nights in the office. This was the first time I’d used it to cover a woman, especially one we’d enjoyed vigorous sex with.

Clara purred in the back of her throat and drew the blanket beneath her chin. “I’ve never felt so satisfied before.” Her eyes closed and she stretched until her bare toes peeked out from the end of the blanket. The sight twisted my insides, churning through me in a state of unrest until I unraveled the strangesensation. Concern and a sudden sense of loyalty to Clara surprised me. I took a step back from the couch. “Get some rest. We’ll talk more when you wake up.” Talk like hell if that’s what it took.

Ethan and Alexander had stayed behind me, and they closed the distance now, each of them saying goodnight to Clara with such tenderness and concern that I knew we were all in deep shit. She grinned with her eyes closed, that satisfied smile more than enough to release the knots in my stomach. She was happy, satiated, and ours. I stuffed that last one away for further evaluation later. Having Ethan and Alexander naked in the middle of the room while a blizzard raged outside threatened to put me in a foul mood despite my best efforts to hold on to the joy of the moment.

As though to remind us of our predicament, wind howled past the window and the emergency light flickered in a burst of rapid shots that caused all three of us to hold our breath. I buttoned and zipped my pants, then tucked my shirt back into place.

Alexander and Ethan gathered up their clothes and retreated to the far side of the room to dress. They watched Clara the whole time, almost like they hoped she’d wake up and be ready for another session. I honestly wanted the same thing. I’d just had her, but I was nowhere near finished.

“This isn’t over, is it?” Ethan asked the question that seemed to be on all of our minds.

I eased my hands into my pockets, my attention locked onto Clara and the gentle rise and fall of her chest. “I’m not sure.” I drew in a tight breath through the squeezing in my lungs. “I don’t know where it’s going.” The urge to touch her again curled my hands into fists. She needed to rest. “But I’m in no mood to stop.”

“We should.” Alexander choked on the words and coughed into his fist. Discomfort raced over him, tightening his eyes. “This should be a one-time affair.”

“Should,” I said with a sharpness I rarely allowed in front of Alexander. “If you can stop, go ahead.” I nodded toward Clara. “I’m not sure I can.”

Ethan moved to the table and sat. He shoved both hands through his hair before lacing his fingers together behind his neck and stretching. “It’s not our decision to make.” He cocked his head toward Clara. “Not ours alone. She gets to decide too.”

“Do you really think we can work together after this?” Alexander’s stark question drove us to silence.

I eyed the table and the work we’d completed. We’d made great progress, but we had a million things left to do. Alexander had a point, much as it pained me to admit. “It’ll be hard, but we have no choice. Clara is our best option for Harrington’s project. Without her…” I shrugged and sank into my chair across from Ethan. “It’ll be possible, but her ideas are too good for us to mess this up because we can’t accept her decision.”

“We don’t know that she’ll ask us to stop.” Ethan kicked back in the chair and threw his feet up on the table.

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