He's the Boss and The Man

If You Play With Fire...You Die

"Your okay now. I'm here, it's okay," I whispered soothingly. She snuggled closer to my chest and tried to wrap her arms around me but failing. "Why don't I get in the shower and you get in your PJ's and then we can go to sleep?"

She pulled herself together and nodded. Once I was done with my shower, I was about to step into the room when I heard Cat talking on the phone.

"Stop calling me! No you fucking idiot I'm still a virgin! I didn't screw him," she yelled angrily. She was a virgin? I would have to keep that in mind.

"Stop calling me," she repeated before hanging up. She sighed before lifting her shirt over her head and humming to herself as she got undressed. I know I should've turned away but her curves were just so damn tempting.

"Fuck office rules," I mumbled before walking out. Grabbing her by her curvy waist, I threw her onto the bed. Just the sight of her laying on the bed in her bra and sweatpants made her all the more tempting.

"Just this once," I thought to myself.

I climbed on top of her slowly and pressed my lips to hers, hearing her gasp in surprise. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, allowing me access to her neck.

"J-J-James," she moaned. I sucked on that one part until she was panting and moving uncontrollably and then I began to kiss slowly down her stomach to her sweatpants. Looking at her for access, she nodded and I nearly ripped off her pants. I took extra care to slowly take of her bra and pamper each breast separately, loving the feel of her skin on my hands. Hearing her moans and begs, encouraged me all the more and I made my way back down to her panties.

Without waiting for her acceptance I tore them away, exposing her to me. Cat, who had been in a daze, came to her senses and helped pull off my shirt and shorts while she tried to keep her eyes off my abs.

Finally, I allowed her access to my abs and she greedily ran her hands up and down, tracing the muscles individually. I growled as she softly traced my v-line going down and gripped the sheets as she teased me.

"Tease," I growled as I flipped her over, enjoying her look of surprise. She nibbled her bottom lip, looking into my eyes to make sure I was watching as she moaned extra loudly, making sure that I heard her.

Not being able to take it anymore, I grabbed a condom, slipped it on and looked into her eyes as I positioned myself at her entrance. I slowly pushed myself in, loving the way that she gripped my back and how her hips moved with each movement I made.

As I pushed further, I noticed the look of pain in her eyes as I pushed into her, wondering why it was hurting so much. Until I felt her barrier give way. I had just taken away her virginity and she had given it willingly.

"Cat?" I asked.

"I wanted too. It's okay James," she replied warmly. I nodded, resuming my actions, happy that she was happy as well. By the way that she moved, you would never think that she had been a virgin and if I had not felt it I wouldn't of believed her. Her hips moved in a circular motion as I began to pump into her.

"Cat," I moaned. She bucked her hips as I fastened the pace and I smiled at her proudly. She had not yet come and we had been going for 10 minutes.

I felt her walls close and thicken around me and I loved the feeling of it, letting her know how good it felt by sucking on her breasts. Out of nowhere, she flipped us over and was now sitting on top of me, making me roll my hips in anticipation. She smiled as she trailed her tongue over my abs and down my stomach. Coming back up with a smile and shining eyes she rolled off of me.

After 5 minutes of silence I turned to face her beautiful figure.

"One more time won't hurt," I thought.

We went home the next day, acting completely professional even though it was killing me not to take her into the bathroom and fuck her senseless.

She acted better on this plane ride and I was glad, for we would be traveling a lot. The next day at the office, I was sure she was torturing me on purpose with her v-neck shirt and tight business like jeans, that she somehow made fancy.

I called her into my office and shut the door behind us.

"Yes Mr.Cole," she asked innocently.

"What are you wearing Cat?" I asked impatiently.

"Oh, Teresa made me wear it! Sorry for wearing inappropriate clothing to work," she apologized, not getting my point.

"That's not my point Cat. My point is that if you wear that to work, I'm going to lock myself in my office to keep myself from banging you endlessly on your desk," I said nonchalantly. She cleared her throat and I smiled before dismissing her.

At the end of the day, Cat and I were the only people left so I called her into my office again.

"Now I can show you what I meant," I said with sparkling eyes as I pulled her closer to me.

"I thought last time was our last time-" I cut her off.

"I need you Cat. Now."

She nodded and I happily helped her remove her shirt. I thought that if I kept having sex with Cat, maybe my attraction to her would go away.

Instead, it just grew stronger.

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