Page 496 of Manhattan Bossholes

His breath turned strained as I caressed him with my tongue. I could tell James was holding back, trying not to push too deep into my mouth. The man clearly knew that he had a monster cock. He pulled my hair tie free and wound his hand in my hair, every so often using it to pull me back so we could both catch our breath.

“I don’t want to…” he panted.

I didn’t listen, and took him into my mouth again, but James reached down and picked me up so that I was facing him. I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me to his bed, kissing me the entire time.

I’d never wanted anyone as much as I wanted James.

He placed me on the end of the bed so that my legs were hanging off the edge of it, then dropped to his knees between them.

“There she is,” he murmured appreciatively. He leaned closer to me, and I shivered in anticipation. He ran his thumb along my warm, wet heat, sending a shock wave through my body.

I started to sit up. “But I want you⁠—”

“Shhh,” he commanded, placing his hand against my chest and gently pushing me back onto the bed. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue at least once before I fuck you. Got it?”

He didn’t wait for my answer, instead leaning closer to press his mouth against me. I let out a shocked cry as he slid his tongue inside me and then started working me with his fingertips at the same time. The combination of sensations nearly made me come immediately, but I pushed back the rolling waves of pleasure so I could experience the absolute sweetness of what his mouth was doing to me.

“I should warn you…” I panted as he licked and teased me. “It doesn’t take much for me to⁠—”

I couldn’t form the words as he flattened his tongue against me. I swear I saw stars as he caressed my clit with his tongue, over and over again. The orgasm ripped through me, enveloping every part of my body in an explosion of pleasure. I’d barely finished when I realized that James was standing over me, looking down at me with a wicked grin.

“Ready for more?”

I could only manage a weak nod, watching him as he rolled the condom down his cock. He kneeled on the edge of the bed, put his hands on my waist, and guided me to turn over in one smooth motion.

“Stand up,” he said, his voice somewhere between a command and a plea.

I wordlessly did as he said and he wrapped his arms around me, pressing my back against his chest. He traced kisses up the base of my neck, and it was enough to make my knees turn to jelly. I brought his hand up and drew his finger into my mouth, sucking slowly.

“You’re killing me,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.

With that, he put his hands on my shoulders and bent me over. He teased me with the tip of his cock until I was ready to beg him to put me out of my misery. James positioned himself against me.

“Ready?”

I nodded, because I didn’t trust my voice.

With that, he pushed inside of me, and I couldn’t help but cry out. He filled me completely.

James started a gentle rolling movement, pushing in and out of me but pausing each time he pulled away. It was the sweetest torture, but I wanted more.

“Fuck me,” I whispered. “Hard. Please.”

This got a grunt out of him, and he picked up his rhythm. James reached down to caress me, and I wanted to scream, because I was close to coming again. But I didn’t want to yet—I needed to keep feeling every inch of him.

But it was too late. The haze closed in around me as my body gave into the pleasure he was giving me. I let out an animalistic moan.

The sounds of my pleasure seemed to push James closer to the edge, and he let go with a roar that echoed around the room.

We both collapsed onto the bed, spent and happy. James took care of the condom, then pulled me closer to him, cradling my head against his chest.

“I’ve been waiting so long for you, Natalie. But it was worth it.”

I pulled his face closer to mine and answered him with a kiss. We clung to each other as our breathing evened out.

“I can’t fall asleep yet,” I murmured against his chest. “I’ll be right back.” I got out of bed and pulled on a discarded sweater since the giant room was freezing. “Then…round two!”

James laughed and leaned over to give my ass a smack. “I need a few minutes to recover, woman!”