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She steps toward me, peeking up through her long, curling lashes. “I’ll be good, sir. But if you want to spank me anyway—”

I grab her hand and pull her close, claiming her lips harshly. She’s so fucking soft I want to lose my mind. Her plump lips taste so divine, sweet in a way that’s impossible to describe. Better still is the way she moans against me, her hands snatching the collar of my button down. The noises she makes are nothing short of sinful. Every little whimper and whine and gasp making my cock throb painfully.

“Fuck,” I hiss against her. “I don’t think I want to tease you today.”

“You don’t?” she breathes, voice tight and pitchy. “What do you want, then?” Natalya lets her hand fall between us, sliding down my chest, my abs, until she’s firmly palming my aching erection. The mischievous glint in her eyes tells me she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. “What do you want to do to me, sir? Go on, you can tell me.”

I set my jaw, fighting with myself. “I want to bend you over my desk and fuck you until you scream.”

“But?” she prompts, sensing my hesitation.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Nat. I have…veryspecific tastes.”

“You mean you like it rough?”

“Yes. But I’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to. Shit, maybe I’m moving too fast—”

Natalya cuts me off by pressing her fingers to my lips. She’s close, her body flush against mine. “So you like it rough? What if I told you I like it that way, too?”

A growl rips from my throat. “Are you sure?”

“I’ll tell you if it’s too much. I promise.”

I dip down low and place my mouth to her ear. “I’m going to fuckingruinyou, angel.”

“Do your worst,” she murmurs back.

My hand flies up to grasp her by the chin, our kiss so passionate and brutal my nerves scream. Teeth click. She yelps, I keep her pinned to my body by snaking one arm around her waist. She’s mine tonight,allmine, and I plan on having my way with her until the early hours of the morning.

I thread my fingers through her hair and grasp at the roots, giving myself just enough leverage to move her where I see fit. I take her to the edge of my desk and press her down, hinging her at the hips. In one fluid motion, I yank her shorts down along with her underwear, exposing her peachy ass and dripping pussy.

“Shit,” I hiss to myself. “I’m going to have so much fun with this pretty pussy of yours.”

Natalya wriggles, though she can’t get very far with my hand in her hair. “Dimitri—”

“That’ssirto you, angel.”

“Sir, please. Please, I need to feel you inside me.”

“You do? Tell me more.”

“I want your cock inside me. I want you to make me feel full.”

“Straight to it? You don’t want me to warm you up first?” I stroke her folds with the tips of my fingers, marveling. “Oh, angel, you’re so fucking wet.”

“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she admits breathlessly. “I need you to fuck me, sir. Please, please,please.”

“You’re asking so nicely. How could I possibly say no?”

I make quick work of my belt, the metallic drag of my zipper deafening in my own ear. “Are you on anything?” I ask hastily. “Because I’ll go grab a condom and—”

“Birth control,” she rasps quickly. “I’m on birth control. Please, just fuck me.”

I free my erection from my pants, line myself up with her entrance, and plunge into her tight pussy. She’s so wet and ready there’s next to no resistance, her walls fluttering around me as I bury myself deep inside her. Natalya gasps loudly, tremors of pleasure wracking her whole body.

“Fuck,” she squeaks.

Her pussy clenches around me, taking me even deeper. The friction is divine, her slick heat only serving to spur me on. I drag her shirt up and over her head, tossing the offending garment to the floor. I rear back only to snap my hips against her again, gripping her by the dips of her waist hard enough to leave my handprint on her skin. She moans loudly, our fear of being overheard no longer a concern. Her hair spills beautifully over her shoulders and down her back.

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