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This time, if she let me get my hands on her and my dick inside her, I wasnotletting go. I wasn’t letting stupid, nagging worries about complications and being distracted hold me back.

She wasn’t making me weak. I was making myself weak by needing her and never letting us have something more than a quick, hard fuck. Because that would never be enough where she was concerned. My need for her was a visceral, breathing monster of lust that burned and ravaged me from the inside out.

I walked around her, not hiding my hungry and lusty stare at all. Coming to stand behind her, watching the goosebumps pepper over the exposed skin at her neck, under her collar, I let her shiver in anticipation.

“You can’t help it, can you?” I whispered.

She turned her head slightly but didn’t pivot. “What do you mean?”

“You can’t help it. Even when you hate me, you want to please me.”

She swallowed hard, and I smiled at her nervousness.

While she hesitated to answer, I slid her long, wheat-gold hair to one shoulder and bunched it around my fingers.

“Do you?” I asked again.

She nodded, just barely, already breathing so hard. “I… I don’t hate you,” she whispered.

“Then you shouldn’t mind the orders I give you.” Using my grip on her hair, I spun her until she collided with me. She slammed against my chest, putting one hand on my pec.

Slowly, with my fingers in her hair but without making her wince at the pull on her scalp, I urged her to lower to her knees. “Right now, I’m ordering you to pleasure me, Elena.” Her blue eyes seemed so much brighter as she opened them wider in surprise. Desire showed in the blush on her cheeks.

“Take my cock out and suck, sweetheart.” It left my lips as a bossy growl, but she didn’t wait. Keeping her gorgeous gaze on me, so vulnerable and obedient, she lifted her shaky fingers to my pants and unzipped me.

I ground my molars as lust and adrenaline spiked through me. I stood as still as I could, my heart racing, as her soft fingers pulled my dick out. Still, with her eyeing me, she stroked her fingertips up and down.

“Just so you know, in case I disappoint you…”

Fuck that.She was already exceeding my expectations. I was about to come right now with just the sight of her on her knees and near my dick.

“I’ve never done this before.”

Fucking. Hell.

I tried not to fist her hair too hard as she put her lips over the domed head. She didn’t wait, going further and sucking me in almost instantly. Her inexperience showed, but it only made it hotter. She licked and laved. She sucked and swallowed. By the time she moaned, as if she too was feeling turned on by this, I wondered if she’d lied.

Beginner’s luck or what, she was blowing me better than any experienced seductress I’ve ever met.

I held her hair, just to ground myself, as she fucked me with her mouth. When she brought her other hand up to put it on my ass, she urged me to thrust into her faster. She took me as deep as she could go, but with the stretch of her lips over me, she was damn near gagging on me. Her eyes watered, but with her hand stroking me near the root, she kept at it with lust glittering in her gaze on me.

“Fuck!”

I pulled out, needing to come inside her. Before I could explode and shoot my cum down her throat, I backed up.

She panted, frowning up at me, until I reached lower and picked her up.

“Were you a virgin when I…?” I was too busy turning her around, bending her over the desk, to fully think straight.

“I was,” she said, panting as I flipped her skirt up and ripped her panties off.

“Fucking—” I growled, staring at her luscious bare ass as she thrust it up at me, widening her legs.

I patted at her feet, urging her to step apart more.

Then I slammed into her, driving all the way. Balls deep, I gripped her hips and closed my eyes.

So tight. So wet.