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“Yes.”

Corvus pulled me down until my knees hit the carpet and I sensed him rise above me. Heard the shuffle of his clothes as he removed his jeans.

The light flicked on and I blinked at its brightness, staring up at Corvus as he finished removing his shirt, his chest covered in a tattoo I’d never seen before. Actually, I didn’t think I’d ever seen Corvus without his shirt on. The name Emmanuelle was written over his chest in black script, surrounded with a myriad of imagery.

A crowned heart.

A massive crow.

A sparrow.

Roses and thorns.

I followed the lines of ink all the way down to the massive cock hiding beneath thin black boxers.

My mouth watered.

“I want to see you,” Corvus said, his left hand sinking into my hair as he thumbed the waistband of his boxers and tugged them off, letting them fall to the ground at his feet. His massive cock sprang free and I remembered the feeling of it inside of me that night in Lodi. The fullness of it seated all the way to its hilt, hitting something so deep it bordered on pain.

How I’d been so angry and so turned on and so confused.

I wasn’t confused anymore.

Corvus’ grip on the back of my head tightened as he guided me forward. “Open,” he ordered me, and I did as I was told, opening wide for him as he pushed between my lips. The salty taste of him coated my tongue, and I moaned around his girth as he shuddered, fingers knotting into my hair.

“Fuck, Sparrow.”

I let my tongue slip over the underside of his cock, my arms straining at the binding holding my wrists together. I wanted to touch him. To feel the silky slip of his base against my palm.

Corvus picked up his pace, pressing in deeper, until I could feel him at the back of my throat. I could feel my own wetness smearing over my thighs as he pumped into my mouth and I pushed forward to meet him, trying to show him that I could take it. I could take it all. He didn’t have to hold back.

I wanted him to choke me with it.

I wanted him to leave me gasping.

Sensing what I wanted, he lifted me until I was plastered against the wall, the back of my head cushioned by the padding as he fucked my tight little throat, hot hands clasped to either side of my face as he panted.

“Damn,” he cursed, slipping out from between my lips as I gasped for air.

I was going to ask him why he stopped. I could feel that he was close, but before I could get enough air into my lungs to speak, I was jerked back to my feet and Corvus had me with my chest against the wall again. The belt slipped from my wrists at the same time as he lifted my hips and thrust into me.

I moaned at the fullness, adjusting to his size as my fingernails dug into the padding on the wall.

“God, Sparrow, you’re so fucking wet for me.”

He reached a hand around to my front, and I felt my shirt tear from my back as he ripped it clean off my skin, fingers finding a nipple to squeeze.

I jerked at the pain, arching my back. “Yes.”

Corvus squeezed the other nipple, harder than the first, as he eased out and slammed back into me.

I fought to stay on my toes as he fucked me from behind, his height making for a challenge.

“Come for me, Sparrow,” he said, breathless as he continued a quick pace, and I felt a tightening at his command, the beginning of another orgasm spurred on by his command.

His hand slid down the slippery skin between my breasts until it found my clit. He rubbed it viciously as he fucked me, grunting into my ear as he held off his own release.

“Choke me.” The words fell from my lips unbidden, and he did as he was told, wrapping his free hand around my throat from behind, cutting off my air supply at the perfect moment.

I came hard on his cock, writhing against him, grinding into his hilt as the orgasm spiraled through me.

“Fuck!” he hollered as he came with me, rough, wet fingers wrapping around my middle as he thrust his last, pressing me into the wall.

I gasped as he released my throat, both of us sinking to the floor, knocking the microphone against the wall. He hauled me to his chest as he sat awkwardly against the wall in the tiny studio, and I crashed against him, listening to the quick steady beating of his heart until our breaths began to even out.

“Do we have to leave this room?” Corvus asked after a few minutes, and I knew what he really meant because I could stay here forever, too.

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