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“And here I thought you wanted to take me to bed first,” I tease him back, needing a distraction right now. I grab a water glass from the table and chug the entire contents.
“Oh, we’re going to get there, but first I want to get to know you before eating my dessert,” he intimately breathes into my ear.
A knock sounds on the other side of my office door, and I stand to answer it. Smoothing out my hair and dress, I check my reflection in a window. When I open the door, I find Mark’s tall, well-built frame in a black suit propped against the wall, and his whiskey eyes blazing down at me with grasping intensity.
“Missed me?” He smiles, eyes ablaze, leisurely caressing my body as he disconnects the call. The raw sexual magnetism his lithe form emits should be illegal.
“Didn’t have time.” I force my shaking legs to move away from the entrance, putting an extra swing into my hips. His hot gaze burns through my clothes like a fire I can’t quench.
Before I can turn around to greet him, I feel his silent presence crowding me from behind. “You shouldn’t torment a hungry man, Lovebird.”
His sinful lips linger close to my jumping pulse and I’m tempted to melt into his muscular chest. I don’t need to wait long. His palms envelop my waist and pull me back to him. I gasp, tilting my head to the side to give him access.
“Maybe—” I swallow, my desire thick in my veins as his heat absorbs the rest of the world from my mind until nothing else matters. Or perhaps I’m done being afraid—“I’m the starved one who lured you in for a taste.”
Mark twirls me around, winding his fingers into my hair. Exhilaration fills me until I feel I might explode if he won’t touch me and release the pressure off my chest. His dilated irises lock on me, full of intense desire and intelligence.
“I bet you’d taste sweet like rapture.” A low, rasping sound rattles deep in his throat and makes me tremble as he claims my lips, stealing the air I need to breathe.
The energy like wildfire spreads through me as he devours my moans. I want to claw through the layers of his clothes to get to his skin and explore every inch of his maleness. My fingers dig into his scalp, hard enough to leave marks.
My tights clench as he hikes me up to the desk and wraps them around his waist. Desire spikes deep in my belly as I come in contact with his already steel hard cock.
I’m almost sure he can handle the dark weight of despair living inside of me and turn it into wild need, coursing like a stream of fire. My lungs are about to explode as his hands push my dress up my legs until his fingers graze the edge of my soaking panties.
“Have you ever experienced the thrill of being caught at work?”
“Mark, don’t.” But my voice sounds thick with need and my chest rises and falls fast as I think about his mouth on my center. “I can’t risk this job.”
A slow smile emerges on his handsome face, knowing I’m lying to myself.
“I’ll keep you safe.”
My traitorous heart skips a beat.
“Take a leap with me, Cassandra. Let me show you what else is out there.” Maybe I need him to erase all the logical thoughts torturing me, all the fears breaking me, more than keeping my modesty.
“Don’t let me crash.”
“I’ll catch you.” His fingers trace my bottom lip. “Hold on to the desk.”
At his sensual command, my pussy thrums with acute lust like it has a pulse of its own. My teeth rake my swollen lip as he kneels in front of me and pulls my legs until I hover on the edge. Mark’s hands hook around my lacy underwear and pull them down my legs as soon as I spread them. His gaze, like a predator’s, locks on me, holding me prisoner far better than any chains ever could. Once he removes my panties, he shoves them in his pocket, smirking at my flaming cheeks.
“Those are mine,” I protest, afraid he might not return them.
“You won’t need them,” he declares and then grasps my legs, spreading them wide until his mouth aligns with my pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaking, baby.”
And just like that he dives straight for my clit, sucking, kissing, and nibbling to the maddening peak. My throat feels raw from the pleasure zinging through my body. His groans vibrate through me.
Star constellations explode under my eyes as my greedy fingers coil in his hair, guiding his mouth until every last bit of my orgasm subdues, leaving me sated.
My back hits the desk as I try to catch my breath. Mark’s teeth rub my clit, and I almost come off the table from how sensitive it is.
“Mark, don’t . . . I can’t anymore.” But my words fade as his two fingers thrust into my wet channel, filling me.
I arch my back, tempted to weep with how incredible he makes me feel. My body trembles, and whimpers of pleasure leave my throat.
A new orgasm slams into me without warning like a potent tsunami washing over me. Unable to tame myself, I cry out Mark’s name as I come, loud enough for Robert to hear. After it subdues, Mark straightens my clothes, smooths out my hair, and cradles me in his embrace. His features are sharp with possessiveness as he claims my lips with a kiss full of erotic promise.
