His eyes widen. “Did you just say ‘dick’?”
“That’s when you know I’m genuinely mad.”
When I feel my desk pressing into my back, I realize he’s got me cornered.
“?‘Come for me,baby’? Really?” My eyes meet his.
“Don’t hate me—”
“I was about to come!”
We stare each other down, until finally I let out an exhausted sigh.
“Come on.” He takes a step closer. “It was kinda funny—admit it.”
Any other time or place, maybe.
I shake my head.
“Okay…” He rests his palms on my desk, his arms stretched outon either side of me. “I guess I’ll just have to find some way of making it up to you.”
There’s a fire smoldering in the pit of my belly. I hate myself so much right now, but I hate what I say next even more.
“I guess you will,” I whisper, shuddering as I feel his hardness nudging at me. “I’m going to make you work for it, though.”
Jesus. This is like a trashy novel…
He smiles. “Well…”
His hands slide their way under my knees, and before I know it, he’s hoisted me onto the desk.
“I’m really…”
He spreads my legs open, sinking to his knees between them.
“Really…”
His breath skates over my inner thighs.
“Fucking…”
He shoves my shirt higher, fingers gripping my hips as he pulls me to the edge of the desk.
“Sorry.”
His mouth is on me before the word even finishes, his tongue dragging a slow, devastating stroke from my center right over to my clit. A broken sound rips out of me. And he groans—actuallygroans—then his hands tighten on my thighs, pinning me to the desk, and he licks me again, and again.
The desk trembles under us as Donovan sucks gently, then harder, then seals his mouth around me like he’s starving. His tongue flicks, circles, slides—every movement deliberate, relentless, dizzying. I’m gripping the edge of the desk so hard my knuckles ache.
When he slips a finger inside me—then another—curling them just right while his mouth works my clit, the pleasure hits way too hard. I lean back, and shameful uncontrollable moans pour out of me as the pressure spirals higher, higher, until it releases in a white-hot rush that arches my back clean off the desk.
I come apart on his tongue—shaking and breathless—while he holds me through every last shudder like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
And when the world finally stops spinning, one horrifying truth settles in:
Donovan Wolinski just gave me the best orgasm of my life.
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