finger inside of me, he groans, “You are so wet.” I whimper as he deftly moves his hand back and forth inside me. Bending over me, he takes my nipple into his mouth and bites and sucks until I am sure I am going to come, but then he stops.
“Don’t stop,” I gasp. James moves his hand again and lavishes attention on my other breast with his mouth. Just when I am about to explode, he stops again. Breathing hard, I look at him and notice a calculating look in his eyes. “You’re doing this on purpose. Why won’t you let me come?”
He moves over me and pushes my legs wider apart with his knee before sliding his hard cock inside me. I can’t withhold my sigh of pleasure. Looking up at him, I see a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “Now, we are as close as two human beings can get.” I forget his abrupt starts and stops as uncontrollable need takes over. He drives into me over and over, once again taking me right to the edge before stopping. A sheen of sweat covers our skin and we are both breathing hard.
I don’t have to press him for why he has stopped. “I know something upset you today. Tell me what happened.” I stare up at him in shock, and he starts moving again. This is the ultimate manipulation. He starts moving faster, and I am longing to reach that pinnacle of pleasure, but it remains just out of my reach.
“Please,” I beg.
“I can keep this up all night, especially since you so kindly took the edge off earlier.”
“James, please…just let me come. No strings attached.” I don’t know how I feel about this method of extracting information from me. There is something about it that I don’t like. “I promise, I’ll tell you, but not because you let me come.”
James gazes down at me for a long moment, “You’ll tell me? No holding back?”
“Yes, I swear it. Now just please, please fuck me.”
“Alright, baby.” He thrusts into me once, twice, and then he is pulling himself out of me. Before I can protest, he has turned me over and is plowing into me from behind using his fingers to manipulate my clit. I shriek as my orgasm hits me, and I convulse around him.
We are both panting from the exertion, but as the sweat evaporates from my body, I start to feel a chill. Locating a short, silk robe, I put it on before going into the bathroom. I cringe inwardly with embarrassment as I remember that we were not exactly quiet. After using the bathroom, I return to bed and lie down on top of James resting my head on his chest. He wraps his strong arms around me. I am wondering if he has fallen to sleep when I hear his voice rumble. “Tell me.”
I roll off of him on to my back, and resignedly pull myself up into a sitting position. James scoots back and leans against the headboard. “It’s not that big a deal… really it’s not. I didn’t want to tell you because… well, because it's embarrassing.” I distractedly play with the ends of the sheet in front of me.
“Lainey…” James says ominously.
“Alright, alright, hold on to your britches.” I tell him irritably dropping the sheet. “Mills brought me into his office to warn me off of you. Basically, he said that I would fall in love with you because all women do. That you wouldn’t be interested in me at all so I might as well forget about it… It’s silly… right?”
At James’s continued silence, I look up and am surprised to see him tight lipped with anger. I jump a little at the sight, and I stare round eyed as he slams his hand down on the bed and explodes. “What a moron. He should mind his own Goddamn business.”
He must have seen my alarmed expression because he leans over me and continues in a softer voice. “Baby, please don’t listen to him. He doesn’t have a clue about what is going on in my head.”
“Okay, I know I shouldn’t let it get to me. I guess it is just difficult sometimes... especially when I hear everyone talking about you like you are some kind of unattainable