“Good evening, sir,” the guard said as he walked by the pool.
“Good evening,” Max replied, tensing. Denora had very quietly reached under the water to close her fist around his cock as she smiled innocently up at the security guard.
“Nice evening, isn’t it?” the guard said, completely oblivious to what was happening.
“Yeah.” Max willed himself to keep his composure as she gently squeezed his erection.
The guard nodded at them and walked away, whistling under his breath. Denora finally released him with a loud giggle.
“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Max said, turning towards her.
Her eyes twinkled in the semi-darkness. “Yes.”
“You know what I think?” He lightly brushed his lips against hers.
“What?”
“I think I should take you to my room and make love to you until the sun comes up.”
“Do you?” Denora seductively ran the tip of her tongue across her lower lip.
“Yes.” He held out his hand. “Let’s get out of here before you get me arrested for indecent exposure.”
She took his hand and they swam to the pool steps. Max pulled up his boxers and helped her out, running a scorching gaze down the length of her body. He handed her the shirt he’d brought along and she slipped it on, smiling seductively at him.
“Fits you well,” he noted. “Do you know how sexy you look right now? All wet and horny, dressed in my shirt.” He wrapped his hands around her slender waist and pulled her in for a kiss.
She wrapped an arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder as they slowly walked back to his room. He kissed her again in the elevator, a deep, savage kiss that sent raw pleasure crawling down her spine. By the time they reached his room, Denora felt positively consumed by desire for him. As they tumbled in a heap on his bed, she forgot that she hardly knew him, that he was her boss and no good could come out of this relationship. As he pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra, all she could think of was his hands on her bare skin. She trembled as he cupped her breast, still wet from her swim, and brought it to his lips. She stroked his cock through his pants as he sucked on her nipples, each stroke of his tongue sending frenzied stabs of pleasure through her. A visible tremor ran through his body as her demanding fingers cupped and stroked him.
“You’re an eager little one, aren’t you?” he whispered, burying his face in the narrow space between her breasts.
“I can’t help it,” Denora whispered. “I want you. Right now.”
He needed no further encouragement. In a flash, Max pulled down his underwear and positioned himself between her legs. His cock pointed at her, pale and engorged, nestled in a tuft of dark hair. She threw her arms above her head, her chest rising in anticipation as he ran the slick tip all the way from her clitoris to the tight entrance, tormenting her until she let out a loud whimper.
“Don’t…” she pleaded, clutching at his forearms. Her long fingers dug into his skin as he finally pushed the rounded tip through her folds, filling her to the very brink. “Fuck, you’re enormous,” she gasped, feeling her pussy stretch and strain around his massive erection. Denora relished in the sensation of fullness as he started to move, stroking delicious places inside her that she didn’t even know existed.
His breath was loud and harsh against her mouth as he moved even faster, his erection throbbing and swelling deep within the confinement of her body. She pulled her face to his, her teeth scraping his lips as she kissed him, feeling the swells of pleasure rise and engulf her, pulling her into a powerful vortex of pleasure. She dug her fingernails into his back, scratching wildly as she rode her orgasm. The slick muscles of her pussy clenched and released around him and, unable to bear it anymore, he brought himself to release within her body. With a loud moan, Denora reached between her legs and swept her finger across her pussy, bringing the thick whitish ejaculate to her lips.
Panting, Max pulled out of her and rolled on his back, drawing her into his arms. She smiled as she listened to the soft pattering of his heart, feeling far more secure than she’d felt in years. Max kissed the top of her head.
“Do you want to go to sleep?”
Denora looked up with a playful grin. “I am so not sleepy.” Her hands roamed down the length of his body.
He groaned in mock exhaustion. “Baby, I’m gonna need a minute. Why don’t we have a drink?”
“Some cold water would be nice.”
He kissed her before getting out of bed. He pulled on a fresh pair of boxer shorts and walked over to the minibar to grab two bottles of mineral water. The afterglow of his insanely powerful climax was quickly ebbing, leaving way to cold dread as the full realization of what had happened crashed upon him. Sleeping with her had always been part of his plan to make her fall in love with him. But a nagging voice inside reminded him that this had not been part of his carefully calculated steps. He’d genuinely desired her tonight, genuinely wanted to feel her body wrapped around him.
This was a dangerous way to feel.
Denora interrupted his thoughts. “Max?”
“Yeah.” He glanced at her over his shoulder, trying very hard not to notice how infuriatingly beautiful she was looking, all draped up in his sheets, her hair messed up from their lovemaking. “Do you want some chocolate?” he added, tearing his eyes away from her. “There’s some white Swiss in here.”
“That sounds nice.” Denora stood up and wrapped the sheet around her body. She stepped out on the balcony overlooking the garden and inhaled the cool, rose-scented air.
“Here you go.” Max handed her a bottle of water and set the box of chocolates on the small circular table.
“Thanks.” She uncapped it and took a long, satisfying swallow. The sheet slipped, revealing the edge of her left nipple but she didn’t bother adjusting it as she sat opposite him and popped a chocolate in her mouth. She moaned, closing her eyes. “That’s seriously good.”
She has absolutely no idea how sexy she is, Max found himself thinking. He felt himself growing hard again and took a swallow of his own water to distract himself.
“Max? Can I ask you something?”
A lock of caramel hair was in her face and, unable to resist, he reached over and tucked it behind her ear. “Anything, baby.”
“What’s happening between us?” she asked, peering shyly from under her lashes. “Is it just sex?”
This is your chance. Lure her in. Lie. Say you’re falling for her.
“I…I really don’t know, Denora,” he found himself saying.
She gave him a tentative smile. “Maybe we can take it slow, then? I really don’t want people at work to start talking about us. Even Grace thinks that I’m using you to get ahead. My best friend,” she explained at his confused look. “I called her earlier. She got really weird when I told her I was with you. I guess people at work aren’t going to understand that I’m not using you for favors.”
“Aren’t you?” he asked with a teasing grin.
She poked him in the chest. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
Max abruptly kicked back his chair and stood up. The bottle of water tumbled to the ground but he ignored it.