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I lick up her neck to her ear. “You want it as much as I do.”
There’s no argument. Her pulse pounds in my hand, the skin beneath my lips prickling with her desire.
Hands flattened to my stomach, she gasps, “Where’s the camera? I’d like to know where to look this time.”
It’s cute she’s still sassing me, but it’s pointless.
I run the tip of my nose over the side of her face before touching our foreheads so that our stares collide. “Cheese, little mouse.”
Standing, I bring her up with me, and when she’s on her feet, I spin her to face the city below us.
Without my aid Ava sheds the black leather jacket she’s wearing over her clingy, black wool dress. Peering over her shoulder at me, she twists her hair over the other suggestively. In a bid for control, she folds her body over my desk, her gaze unwavering from mine while she hitches her dress up her legs and over her ass.
Fuck, it’s so perfect with the tail of her nude lacy thong accentuating its roundness.
I would truce this shit, but we both know this is just a part of our war. I’ll fuck her and she’ll stay because she doesn’t have any other real choice.
Squeezing the tops of her thighs, I lift her legs, tucking them beneath her body so she’s on full display to me with only the skimpy underwear covering her asshole and her cunt.
Breathless moans fill the air as I trail my finger over the tail of her thong, through her crease to the wet lace over her pussy. Her front flat to the cluttered wood, she curls her hands around the edge of the desk by her feet.
I lower myself and take a bite of her ass cheek, licking and sucking down to her pussy as I free my cock. Ava’s writhing on my tongue before I’ve even tasted her bare flesh. But even like this, she tastes so fucking good. Too good.
Hitching her thong to the side, over her butt cheek, I lick around her swollen entrance. She’s so fucking wet that her juices drip down my chin and her thighs before I have a chance to drink them all up.
We may never admit it out loud, but whatever this is between us, it’s obliterating. It cuts through all the shit: hate, attraction, lust…this surpasses it all. It’s a primal need, always simmering in the background, and now we’ve reached boiling point. The only way to sate the craving is to let it overflow and spill. Let it burn through us.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck,” Ava cries huskily as I press my tongue into her tight cunt, my teeth grazing her folds the deeper I bury my face in her. And with the press and sweep of my thumb over her clit, she comes apart, her walls clenching and her heels pressing into my shoulders with the sweetest bite.
Fisting my dick, I stand over her, taking in the marled blush of her orgasm on her exposed skin.
So fucking beautiful. It’s all I can think as her thick hair splays around her. The higher I drag her dress, the more I get of the faint trail of miniscule stars and planets that wind up her spine. Delicate and elegant, just like her.
What a waste. It’s a shame that we can’t have more than the sordid affair the tabloids have speculated. It’s a pity that we were born rivals; enemies is all we’ll ever truly be.
Releasing my cock, I bracket her waist and pull her up until her back is to my front and I’m nudging at her wet heat. I could fuck her like this. I could squeeze her cries into silence with my bare hands as she begs me to go easy on her, but then I wouldn’t kill the curiosity that niggles at me every time I see her face with my eyes and in my thoughts. I want to see what she looks like when I fuck the pleasure right out of her.
A low groan hums through her as I sit her on the desk, facing me. And grabbing her ass, I impale her on my dick to a raspy, garbled cry she buries in my chest. Her hands sweep up my shoulders with every hard, blunt thrust and slap of our flesh that has her legs tightening around me for purchase.
Hands cupping my jaw, she looks up at me with heavy-lidded and blinking eyes. Her blazing blues melt through me with a force that is beyond anything I’ve ever felt.
“Cheese, little mouse.”
Ava’s stare doesn’t waver once. No matter how deep I drive or how hard I punish her cunt.
She takes everything I give her with her pants and her gasps and moans and choked cries. She doesn’t let go or relax her hold on me as I fuck her, pounding and pounding and pounding until we’re a wreck. Breaking and shattering. Crashing.
And while my cock is still pulsing inside her clenching cunt, her thumb trapped between my teeth, she still holds me with those eyes. It’s like she’s stealing everything with her soulful depths. And in this moment, I know that I would break every fucking rule for her. I’d wreck this earth for her.
I can’t let that happen. She can have all the control she wants, but the power has to stay mine.
Something she’ll never truly have, no matter the games we play.
Chapter 8
Ava
Lacie’s pissed. We’ve never done each other professional favors. It’s not how we operate, and until now, there hasn’t been any crossover in our fields and clients. The last month has been hell without her to talk to, so much so that Owen has become the only person I confide in outside of work. It’s a risk, knowing how much he likes to gossip, but it’s better than being overwhelmingly lonely.
