“Or you’ll find out.”
I like this game we play. The fight for dominance. Becausewith Cayden, it seems to be a flaw of mine, I shift, not obeying his command.He takes a step back, the loss of his heat is immediate.
“Cayden?”
“I told you not to move.”
“And I don’t take orders.”
He returns and his voice is rough in my ear. “If I didn’tlove the sight of you like this, laid out on your desk, bare ass in the air,waiting for my touch, I’d leave right now. I’d walk out with you wet andwanting.” He pushes his finger inside of me, the pleasure taking away myprotest. “You want me too much, though. You have thought about me coming hereand doing this very thing to you. To make you feel good again. To show you howmuch you live in my damn head like I’m in yours.”
Heat fills my cheeks and I bite my lip to keep from sayinganything.
Cayden twists his fingers, pushing deeper. “You like when Ido this too. When I fuck you with my fingers. You’re so wet, so hot, so fuckingperfect. However, we don’t have time to play games right now. Someone couldwalk in at any second, couldn’t they?”
His words cause my muscles to contract and I swear, I am soturned on it’s embarrassing. “Yes.”
“And do you want me to fuck you, Hadley, on your desk?”
More than I want to breathe. “Yes.”
“Good answer.”
He withdraws his fingers and I fight the urge to cry outfrom the loss. But I hear him release his belt and then the slide of thezipper. Cayden is at my entrance a second later and he drives deep.
I gasp as he fills me, giving no time to acclimate to hissize. He pulls back, slamming into me again. I hold the edge of the desk,knuckles turning white because if I don’t, I might fly across the room from theforce of his thrusts.
“I want you so much,” he admits. “Ever since we weretogether that first time, I have thought of this. Of you and me. I’ve imaginedyou a million ways.”
My legs are trembling as my orgasm builds with each word.“You’re in my head too,” I pant.
“You’re like a drug. I had a taste and now I need more.” Hepulls out and then turns me to face him. Cayden lifts me on the desk,positioning me so my legs are spread open and my ass is at the edge.
He drops to his knees, licking a few times and I fall back,wanting to die right here. “Cayden, please.”
“Please what?” he asks, and then sucks my clit in his mouth.
God, I don’t even care that he’s sort of making me beg. Iwant him too much to care.
“Please don’t stop.” I don’t even care what he does, just aslong as he doesn’t stop.
He stands again, licking his lips. “A whole security teamwalking in here right now couldn’t get me to stop.”
I’m jerked forward and then he’s inside of me again. Wedon’t say anything else, our gazes never leave the other though. What startedas just a straight up fuck changed. There’s something more. Something deeper.The pace is no longer rushed, it’s slower and more deliberate. I push my heelsinto his ass, trying to drive him faster, but he doesn’t do it.
His hand moves to my face, running his finger down my cheek.“So beautiful.”
No, he can’t do this. “Fuck me, Cayden.”
He shakes his head. “You like it more like this.”
“I don’t.” I lie because the truth is too dangerous.
His pace doesn’t change, he moves intentionally, eyes nevermoving from mine. I feel too much, see too much in the depths of his gaze. Thatpart I could deal with, it’s what I know he can see in mine. The want, desire,the feelings that for so long I have masked as anger and hatred, because it’sso much easier than love and hope.
“I think you wish you didn’t.”
Before I can look away, my orgasm rocks through me, crashingover me in waves that leave me breathless and my lungs hurting.
