Seducing my cold Alpha boss

Chapter 11

Clara's pov

His fingers slid inside me, his head placed on my shoulder as he would pull his fingers out and then shove them back inside me again. My legs were shaking, and my mind spinning, pleasure running from that spot and spreading across my entire body. I can't believe I'm doing this with another man and of all people it was my boss...an Alpha, it was like a dream but after the nightmare roller coaster that my life had been recently, I didn't mind it. in fact...

He pressed his fingers deeper, exploring my insides in a way Josh couldn't even dream of. There had been no previous experiences with josh in my life that could ever compare to what I was feeling presently. Just with alpha killian's fingers alone, I knew that josh was below average. He couldn't even use his fingers like this. He would just put his fingers in, wiggle them around for some time, and tiredly bring them out.

Once , after carrying out the usual meeting of thoughtless wandering with his fingers, josh retrieved them with an exhausted sigh.

"Is there something wrong with you? I've been doing my best, and yet there's no reaction.. maybe you should get yourself checked by a doctor,"

Alpha Killian kept going at it until his fingers were simply not enough anymore.

"I..need more..." He added another finger, making it three fingers that were exploring my sweet spot, I winced, gritting my teeth as I took in the new volume. A dark chuckle left his lips.

"Is that all you can take? You better buckle up then if you expect to...hmm...take all of me,"

He licked my boobs, easily finding my hard n****e that was standing high and proud, taunting it with his tongue as his fingers continued the sweet torture. Before I knew it, my head started to cloud up, like I was losing consciousness, my back curved suddenly in a sharp arch as my entire body trembled reaching it limits, exploding with pent up desire. He didn't stop going at me until about thirty seconds later when I had melted fully into his arms.

Both of us were catching our breaths, he looked at me, his face suddenly scrunched up with annoyance.

"Get up," he said. I did so. My legs wiggled, and when I turned around, I saw a huge bulge in his pants, my eyes never leaving it even as I spoke to him.

"Should I take care of that?"

He grunted, unbuckled his belt, and zipped it down his pants, never breaking eye contact with me.

"Just stay where you are right now...ugh... don't move..."

He grabbed the base of his member, running his hands up and down. His breathing shaking with each motion, the pink tip eased out precum invitingly, but he had already told me that I should stay where i was. How can he say that, and then show off his enticing veiny member?

"It would be faster... If you just let me..."

"I'm fine," he said, his member now lubricated with both my fluids and his. Was this his way of punishing me for his own satisfaction?

Fine. Two can play that game.

I grabbed both of my breasts, squeezing them, his eyes nearly popped out, he bites his bottom lips his hands going faster than ever.

"Don't tease me...I'm your boss.."he groaned, "How dare you?! Do you think those big breasts of yours do anything for me?"

"Don't they?" I replied pushing them together and playing with my n*****s.

A vein popped up in his forehead; "Not one bit..."

His words came like a challenge, one that I was ready to accept. Immediately, I undid the rest of my buttons allowing my girls more freedom as they stood under his hot stare,

His hands moved so fast they were almost a blur, and an animalistic growl tore from his throat just before he released in hot, pearly streams.

It went on for a long time. Then it finally trickled down to small dribbles leaving the pink head I was salivating and needy.

He was still hard and ready to go, his eyes all over me like they were hungry for me. Then came his hands, suddenly he was on top of me, legs planted at both sides and dropping my own in the middle. He held up my hands with just one of his and as I moved about, my boobs jiggled, his eyes following everywhere that they swayed to.

"F**k.... stop that..." He said heavily, I kept letting them bounce in front of him until he grabbed the right one, the soft flesh spilling out of his hand. "If you keep doing this, I'll make love to you until you can't take it anymore,"

The playful smile on my face quickly disappeared when he said that word, 'love' . I turned my head to the side as the mode immediately quenched with just that.

"I don't need anybody to make love to me anymore" I whispered turning my head to the other side.

I Probably didn't mean it like that. I just blurted it out, because of how tense things were getting between the both of us. It had killed the mood anyways and he got off of me.

"It was just a slip of tongue," he said without looking at me, "there's no need to take it so seriously.."

He started getting dressed. I went to my night stand and brought back a box of tissues, handed it to him so he could clean himself up. He did so quietly, without looking at me. When he was done, he got up and left without saying a single word.

I lay back on the bed, feeling more drained than when I’d woken up. Whatever was happening between the two of us, maybe it was time to end it and focus on the reason i am here in the first place, my job.