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I fucking knew it.
Throwing a glance over my shoulder at the closed door, I slide both hands up her thighs. Up, up, under her maid’s dress, her bare skin so warm and soft, and in an ideal world I’d drag this out—but we don’t have much time.
Already, I’m crawling out of my skin with how badly I need her. And Santo could come back at any second.
The boss would not be amused, but it’d be easier to hold back the ocean than to stop this now.
“You’re gonna cry out for me, Holly.” I’m kneading her thigh muscles, sucking harsh kisses down her throat. She’s so small and soft and perfect. “Those are the only screams you’ll ever make in this room, but it going to be quick, okay? Quick and rough, just this once.”
“O-okay.” She’s nodding again, flushed and bright-eyed. Her knees inch farther apart—as far as the chair will allow. “Okay, hurry then. Touch me.”
My thumbs dip to her center, and god. Her panties are soaked. We’ve only exchanged a few kisses and some heated words, and she’s already wound so tight she’s panting, hands tied so she can’t ease her own ache.
My shaft swells behind my fly, thick and urgent. I ignore it, and Holly’s hips shift as I rub her through the cotton, her back arching. Two hard points dig into her dress, and I spare one hand to tease her nipples, then twist and pinch.
She hisses through her teeth. Her head lolls, eyelids fluttering.
So goddamn responsive.
My thumb rubs her through the fabric.
“You said quick and rough,” Holly huffs, hips twitching up again. “Quick and rough, Mr Cedrone. And now you’re teasing.”
“So impatient,” I mutter, but she’s right. We don’t have time, and I grip the crotch of her panties in my fist, then tear it out in one go. She yelps, fabric ripping and chair shrieking against the concrete, but then my fingers are on her, petting and soothing. Sliding through her wetness, coasting between her folds.
What I wouldn’t give to rub my length along that.
“You’re soaked, baby. Can you hear how wet you are?” We both pause, breathing hard, and the only other sounds are the slick little noises between her legs and the echo of her shout still fading away. Holly whimpers. “That’s the sound of a needy girl. One who needs her man’s fingers inside her. Don’t you think?”
“Yessss,” she hisses, trailing off when I lean forward again and mouth at her jaw. There’s no flair to the way I kiss her; nothing but scraping teeth and the rasp of my beard and my tongue lashing greedily over the salt-sweet taste of her skin. I could swallow this girl whole. “Oh.”
My thumb finds her clit beneath the dress, and I’m flying blind but it doesn’t matter. She’s giving me all the direction I need, choking out those little moans and gasps and wriggling in the chair, her body betraying every single thing that feels good.
Shefeels good. Like a goddamn miracle.
And I can’t believe she wants this, after everything. Can’t believe she wantsme, but the scars and calluses on my hands don’t seem to put her off. If anything, she bucks against them, moaning louder.
“The boss will hear you,” I warn, pressing one fingertip inside her.
Holly laughs, burying her face in the crook of my neck. “I don’t care. We’ll tell him you whipped out the thumbscrews.”
I’m close to whipping out something, alright, but thumbscrews ain’t it. “Santo won’t believe that.”
“I don’t care,” she pants. “I don’t care.”
And she’s close already, I can feel it. Body tensed and pulse thrumming faster in her throat, and it’s definitely quick but I promised her rough, too, didn’t I?
Jaw hard, I shove my finger deep inside her, her channel so snug and hot around my knuckles. She’s… new to this. Fuck.
But there’s no turning back, and it’s not like I’ll let her go after this. Won’t let her go back to her normal life and date around before she settles down with some other asshole. Holly ismine.
So I’m glad she’s new to this. Just the thought of her with another man makes my head pound, and I bare my teeth as my finger saws in and out of her.
And the lack of experience hasn’t stopped Holly from groaning, hips rising and falling as she tries to hump my hand. Hasn’t stopped her from sucking bruises on my throat, claiming me like I claimed her, her breath coming in hot puffs against my skin. She’s a little wildcat.
“Diego,” she says, her voice kinda slurred. “Please.”
I smirk at the far wall, then add a second finger. And with my thumb on her clit and two thick fingers inside her, Holly stiffens up in her chair, gripping the arms until the metal creaks.
