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He froze.

“Please, Mr. Halifax,” I begged. “Fuck me against your desk. I know you’ve been dreaming of it too.”

He cursed under his breath and pulled out. And then he grabbed me around the waist and flipped me over so my ass was in the air.

He grabbed my hips, pulling me to the edge of the desk. He slammed into me hard from behind.

I moaned. This angle was even better. Deeper. More raw.

His fingertips dug into my hips so hard, I was sure they were leaving marks.

This was what I’d wanted him to do the other day. When his hand had pressed against my lower back. My hipbones digging into his desk.

He thrust faster. Fucking me hard. So hard that it would have hurt if it didn’t feel so fucking good.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked. “For me to fuck you hard against my desk?”

I’d actually pictured him on top of me. But this was so much better. “Yes.”

He moved one of his hands to my lower back, pressing down on it so I’d arch more. “Naughty girl.”

“Only for you.” I pushed on the desk to match his thrusts.

He cursed and slammed into me harder.

“Mr. Halifax,” I moaned as I started to clench around him. Oh God, oh God, oh God.

He groaned.

I came hard on his cock, my whole body shuddering.

He slammed into me one more time and then slowly pulled out. “Now be a good girl for once and get on your knees.”

I turned to look at him over my shoulder.

He’d tossed off the condom and was stroking himself.

I smiled and fell to my knees. I knew what he was about to do. And I wanted it. I wanted him to claim me.

He reached out and ran his thumb down my lower lip so I’d part my lips.

And then he came. One shot landed on my lips. The next on my chin. And the next between my breasts.

He groaned and one more shot hit my stomach.

His chest rose and fell fast as he caught his breath.

“Better than your dreams?” I asked.

“Better than my dreams,” he agreed.

“Well, I was kind of hoping to get this feather thing out of my system, but now I think I’m addicted.”

He laughed. And then he looked around the room. “Do you have any paper towels hidden under those pillows too?”

I shook my head. I wasn’t sure where he’d tossed my thong. And now me and my bikini top were covered in his cum. “I’m going to go clean up real quick. I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” he said.