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I’m no longer sitting on his lap. Instead, my weight is now on my knees above him, his face reaching my chest. I can feel his eyes on me as he fucks me with his fingers.

“Oliver…” I groan his name as his pace increases. I’m holding desperately onto his shoulders, wanting a release, feeling it building, helpless against the onslaught. “Oliver, please!”

His face rearranges into an intense look, his blue eyes gleaming as he pleasures me. “I love it when you say my name.”

He murmurs the words. I’m dangling on the edge, so close. “Oliver!”

I’m begging now, seeing white spectral sparks behind my eyes. “Oh. Oh!”

“What do you want, sweetheart?” he asks against my skin, pressing a tender kiss to my breast, his eyes on my blind ones as I move against him, seeking a release he’s not granting. “Tell me what you want. Ask for it.”

I’m shaking now.

He’s knuckle deep in me already. As he deliberately adds another finger, I make a keening sound. “Oh God! Let me come!” My voice cracks as he keeps slowing down every time I get close, a punishingly slow pace that’s driving me insane. “Oh, please,” I whisper into his ear, sucking on his lobe, my voice hoarse. “Please let me come.”

He groans. Suddenly, he twists his fingers inside me, and I see white. I barely feel his hand clamp over my mouth as I scream. His fingers guide me through my orgasm until I’m a sated mess. Leaning against him for support, I feel my breath go hard, my mind hazy.

He combs his fingers through my hair. “All right?”

There’s a teasing quality to his voice, along with an edge that has me blearily scanning him.

He looks hungry.

That look stirs my own appetite, and I reach for his belt. My fingers move quickly, efficiently for once, and I stand, yanking his pants off.

“Easy…” He laughs, but he’s the one rising, dragging me to him as soon as the pants are on the floor. Walking me backward, he doesn’t stop until my butt hits the desk. I see the gleam in his eyes as he lifts me until I’m sitting on it, then his hand pushes me back until I’m lying on top of paper.

I barely register the uncomfortable position before I feel his thick cock pushing into me.

/> My mouth falls open at the girth, and a long moan escapes me as he fills me to the brim before going still, letting me adjust to his size.

I’ve never felt so full in my life.

“Move,” I demand, pushing my hips against his.

His eyes narrow, then he’s pounding into me, making a sound that’s almost a growl as he presses his mouth against every part of my body he can reach—biting and licking at my shoulders, my throat, my jaw. His tongue enters my mouth, swallowing my cries.

When he pulls away, his hand grips my jaw, forcing me to maintain eye contact as he tells me through gritted teeth, “Next time, I’ll put my mouth on you. I’ll sit you on this desk, and I’ll spend hours eating you out. I’ll use my fingers to open you up, then I’ll use my tongue to lap up everything you have to give. I’ll keep going until you’re screaming my name.”

The description is so vivid that I tighten around his cock almost instantly. He keeps going strong through my second orgasm, making my fingers scrabble on the desk to grasp something—anything—to give me leverage.

I can tell he’s pleased.

He’s fucking me so hard now, his mouth filling my ears with such wonderful filth, that I’m a victim to his dirty promises and my own imagination. I cry out his name.

I beg him.

I threaten him.

My fingers claw at his arms where he’s holding me down.

His hips are pistoning in and out of me at a pace I can’t keep up with, so I’ve settled for letting him use me any way he sees fit, all while moaning his name over and over again, my pleas falling on deaf ears.

And then I see him tense. One more thrust and I’m coming again, screaming his name.

He pulls out, and I feel the hot spurt of liquid on my stomach. He’s pulling me up, kissing me, his mouth moving against mine almost gently.

Legs weak, he propels me to the couch. This time, we’re wrapped around each other, bathing in soft kisses and murmurs that are almost meaningless until the world becomes dim and we’re tugged into sleep’s warm embrace.

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