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He leans down until his nose is just barely brushing mine. “Then make me fucking scream.”

And before I even know it, he’s in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.

The deep groan that fills the room drives me fucking wild, as I take him in again and again, like I’m starving and haven’t eaten in months. Because I haven’t. Not like this. There’s nothing quite like Dr. Cade Cormier, and I need him wrecked, shaking, and dripping down my throat.

I continue to work him as he unravels beneath me, and his body starts to give. His hips twitch, and his hands roam for something to hold on to, until he collapses back onto the desk. More papers scatter to the floor, but neither of us cares.

We’re just getting started.

I let him slip from my mouth, lifting a hand to my lips without taking my eyes off him. He lifts his head, brow furrowed like he’s about to protest, until I slide a finger into my mouth and suck it slowly. When I pull it free, the hard glare in his eyes shifts to something even sharper.

Excitement… or maybe even desperation.

I hold his gaze as I lift one of his legs and push it wider. Then I lower my hand and press my wet finger to his ass.

His throat bobs with a heavy swallow, and a shaky breath escapes him as his head falls back to the desk. My cock aches with need as I wet my finger again and push it inside him, while taking him back into my mouth in one fluid motion.

His hands instantly slip into my hair as a groan rips from his throat, loud enough to echo through every floor of this building.

“That’s it,” I murmur, licking up his length. “Fucking roar for me, baby.”

His fingers twist in my hair as I suck him down and curl my finger inside him, making his hips jerk up to give me more.

And I take every inch.

With each stroke, suck, and flick of my tongue, his moans grow louder and rougher, until the urgency between us turns frantic.

That cool, calm, collected composure he always wears is unravelling fast as he lets himself fall apart, handing over every inch of control so I can make him come undone.

“Oh god,” he groans. “I’m coming.”

I moan around his cock, pressing deeper with my finger until his body goes rigid. He spills into my mouth with a strangledgroan, and I take it all, swallowing greedily and sucking him dry until he’s trembling against the desk.

His chest rises and falls with heavy breaths as he continues to lie on the desk, and I stand, palming my throbbing cock and rubbing it slowly while I watch him, savouring the last of his taste on my tongue.

He sits up, eyes glassy and face flushed, andfuckifthisisn’t my favourite version of Dr. Cormier, post-come.

But then he moves, smoothly slipping off the desk like a goddamn predator to drop to his knees before me.

His urgency is gone now, replaced with a calculated precision. Like heknowshe’s about to ruin me, and he knows exactly how to do it.

And I know he’s right.

He takes me into his mouth and grabs my ass with both hands, squeezing hard.

“Fuck…” I mutter as he looks up at me, his perfect lips wrapped around my cock and a dark look in his eyes. And I know exactly what that look means when he squeezes my ass again and pulls my hips forward, driving me deep until I hit the back of his throat.

I place my hands on either side of his head, and his grip on me loosens just enough to let me take control. But his eyes stay fixed on me, sparkling with need and silent questions. Like he’s begging me to use him… and daring me to do it right.

So I do.

I thrust hard, and he moans deep in his throat, fingers clutching my ass again like he needs something to hold on to while I fuck his mouth without mercy.

“Fuck, baby,” I grunt, gripping his head tighter as he takes all of me, gaze locked on mine like he’s surrendered completely, yet still owns every second of this. “You’re a fucking masterpiece.”

His hand slides between my legs as I continue to thrust into his mouth, taking each one like the fucking champ I knew he was. Then he presses a finger to my ass and I groan loudly, tipping my head back as pleasure hits me like a fucking truck.

Dr. Cade Cormier… this fuckingparadoxof a man who lectures on quantum mechanics while wearing soft sweaters, yet can fuck me up like no one ever has before.