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Lila

Infivefaststridesover the small area rug, past the couches, and around my desk, he was at my side. He grabbed me by the waist, yanking me off my chair. I didn’t even have time to find my footing when his arm claimed me, pulling me tight into his body. His muscles flexed with primal power, caging me in. As he buried his nose in the crook of my neck, he let out a deep guttural growl that sent shivers dancing over my skin.

I breathed a little harder as my fantasies finally became reality. His body felt hot and strong and dominating.

His lips hungrily found mine, the fierceness making my head swim. He was not gentle. There was a savage urgency in the way he kissed me. And I loved it.

I clutched onto his bulging biceps with the desperation that had consumed me since the moment I first saw him. I never dreamed I’d actually ever get to kiss him. It was more heated than all the times I’d imagined while lying in my bed at night.

He fisted my hair and dragged my head back. With a passion I’d never experienced before, he forced my lips open and thrust his tongue in, ravaging my mouth. He tasted of sin and divine bliss and that moment during a downpour when the air crackled with electricity.

Every expert flick of his tongue sent a direct jolt between my trembling thighs. His hand slid over my branded hip. He dug his fingers into my flesh as if wanting to anchor himself to me, but there was no need because I wasn’t going anywhere.

I melted in his arms, unable to keep myself up. But I didn’t fall, his firm grip kept me flush to his body. His fingers traveled down my body until they reached my ass. He roughly grabbed one cheek. A moan roared out of his chest. The more he squeezed, the more guttural his moans were. Each one added to the heat pooling in my belly.

I wanted him naked. I found enough strength to stand on my own and grabbed his T-shirt, trying to yank it off him. He retreated his lips just long enough for me to tear off his shirt and throw it over his shoulder without looking where it landed.

Ink adorned most of his body amidst a marring of scars. I spotted a bird of prey tattoo on his chest. I wanted to explore each marking, but before I could take it all in, he came in quick for a demanding kiss, as if he couldn’t stand our lips being apart for even a second.

“Oh fuck, Lila,” he rumbled into my mouth.

The sound of his voice, raw and deep and rough, had me reeling with bliss. My knees buckled once again from the overwhelming sensation.

He lifted me and plopped me on my desk. His lips dragged down my cleavage and tasted the exposed mounds of my breasts. With his teeth, he pulled down my shirt and bra until my breasts popped out. His tongue licked and flicked at my hardening nipple until, finally, he lapped it in his mouth and sucked.

Yes. Yes. And yes. This was what I needed all along.

My entire body hummed. My fingers interlaced his soft wavy hair and held on as his expert tongue worked its magic. Teeth grazed my nipple, sending a wave of intense pleasure pulsating all the way to my toes.

My legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him in closer. I hooked my ankles together, dug my heels into his ass, and flexed my hips up into his straining cock.

“Hawk,” I whimpered. “Yes! The other one. Do the other one.”

His mouth took it in and sucked. My head snapped back, and my eyes closed to relish the sensation. I flexed my legs again and bucked. I felt his cock press against me, and I rocked my hips, rubbing my clit over his hard length.

It wasn’t enough, though. I slipped my hand into my underwear and worked my clit with my fingers.

Hawk’s mouth let go of my nipple with a suck and a pop. He stared down between us. “No.” His fingers wrapped around my wrist and tugged. “I’ll do it.”

His hand plunged swiftly, and his fingers glided into my wetness. I didn’t have the energy to hold myself up anymore, so I lay back on my desk and put my arms out. In my search for something to cling to, I knocked the Newton’s cradle off the corner, and it clanged to the linoleum floor.

Hawk removed his fingers, grabbed my waistband, and pulled off both my pants and panties in one swift move, forcing my shoes off at the same time.

He sat in my chair and draped my legs over his shoulders. “Christ, you’re so fucking gorgeous,” he said between my thighs.

The moment his tongue took its first lap, I bucked. It was splendidly soft and rough at the same time. He was gentle around my clit for a few swirls, then glided down and plunged into my pussy. If it felt this good with his tongue, I couldn’t even imagine how amazing it would be with his cock.

As his tongue fucked my pussy, his thumb found my clit. The combo intensified the mounting heat in my body.

It didn’t take long for me to reach my climax. It was always so close to the surface when he was around, but now that he was touching me…kissing me…licking me, I couldn’t hold back.

“Ohhhh fuckkkk!” Weeks of yearning for Hawk were finally satiated. I was loud. I didn’t have a choice. It felt so damn good. I forgot why I needed to be silent in the first place.

Where was I again?

In expert hands, that’s where.

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