Page 445 of The Donovan Dynasty


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Matching her seductive movements, he pumped into her.He released one of her nipples and twisted the other.At the same time he found her clit and rubbed it.

She screamed out as she clenched him hard with her cunt, with her knees.

The force of her orgasm spurred his.His hamstrings contracted as he surged up into her, ejaculating his hot cum.

Afterward, he held her for a long time, snuggled up to her back, his dick between her ass cheeks.

She relaxed into him, and he wrapped her up, wondering how she was going to react when he told her he never intended to let her go.

* * * *

The outer office door opened, and Kelsey jumped, sloshing some mocha out of the cup.

Nathan closed the door behind him then turned to lock it.“Show me,” he said.

Her hand trembled as she put down her drink.She knew what he meant.Even if his tone hadn’t been so direct, the color of his eyes—green, spiked with intent—would have clarified things for her.If she’d still been confused, the decisive click of the tumbler falling home would have made his words clear.

He crossed the room and moved aside the chair, clearing a space for her to rest her palms.

“Good morning, Mr.Donovan.”

“Ms.Lane.”He folded his arms across his chest.

Following orders, Kelsey stood and walked around to his side of the desk.

He’d positioned himself so that she had to work her way in front of him, close enough that her bottom brushed him.

Mouth dry, she placed her palms on the desk and bent over, legs spread.She remembered last night, the way he’d pressed himself against her, making the plug feel as if it were seated even deeper.

This man had an endless number of ways to make her needy.

He leaned forward, pushing her against the desk.

God, he smelled good.Fresh, like spring.

His fingers caressed her thighs as he captured the hem of her skirt and drew it up past the flare of her hips, tucking it into her waistband.

He stroked her skin, and she instinctively tightened her pussy.

Nathan put his left hand on her left hipbone and trailed his right over her butt cheek, before touching the base of the ridiculously large plug.

He found, tugged on it, twisted it, making it move and her writhe.

“You please me,” he said softly, into her ear, sending shock waves of arousal through her.“Very, very much.”

Her pussy all but dripped, and she was hungry for him.

Feeling like the fuck slut he called her, she gyrated her hips, trying to get him to touch her.

“I want you desperate by tomorrow.”

“I’m desperate now, Sir.”Her clit ached, and her whole body seemed on fire.

“Tomorrow, sub,” he returned, removing his hand and sliding her skirt back into place.

Her breath and pulse both out of control, she looked at him.

His features were unreadable, but his tone had been serious.