Page 83 of Forbidden Want


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He sucked on her, licked, kissed, his hand flattened on her flesh and slid upward to unhook her sling from the back of her neck. That allowed him to slide the strap of her dress from her shoulder to free her breast from the fabric.

Once his mouth was occupied by her nipple, his hand snaked under her skirt.

“I came here to tell you something,” she said, her head falling back, her fingers twining in his hair. As his fingertips found her clit, he massaged her through her panties. “Take me home, baby.”

It was getting harder to think. Breathing shallowed like a weight compressed her chest.

He sucked his mouth free of her nipple. “Doyle’s on his way,” he murmured, exposing her other breast, pushing against her flesh, massaging her with drowsy delight.

“I don’t know who Doyle is,” she said, catching his hand to guide it back down to her pussy.

“You got needs, baby?”

“I’d prefer your cock,” she said, smiling as she raised her hips against his hand. “Can I have your cock?” As her ass moved, his prominent arousal beneath her made itself known. “He wants me.”

“Hard not to,” he said, picking her up to dump her on the desk. “Want it hard and fast? I don’t have a lot of time.”

Wrapping her legs around him, she used his strength to pull herself against him. “I’ll take it any way you give it, baby.”

Wriggling and writhing, she panted every breath. Heat and need drove her, making it impossible to be still.

He planted a hand on the desk and unbuckled his belt with the other, freeing himself before snagging a condom from the top drawer and pushing into her. All of him, long, hard, thick. Mmm, the overwhelming pressure forced its way deep. Biting her lip, she held in a yelp, but a moan escaped.

“Macushla,” he growled.

“You feel so good,” she murmured, arching toward him. “Fuck me, Conn.”

He snatched her hips to pull her to him on every thrust. “How the fuck…” he snapped, “how the fuck do you do this to me?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “Yes. Yes!” Friction and motion seared her hormones. Breathe. “Conn? Conn!” He slapped her breast and her eyes opened. “Shit.”

Orgasm slammed into her and she grabbed for him, her muscles contracting, pulling him into her, fighting every withdrawal.

She didn’t shout, didn’t make a sound, simply opened her mouth in a silent scream then snapped it shut, clenching her teeth hard as she rode the pleasure all the way to his climax.

“Ser. Fuck.”

All of her energy went to breathing when they were both spent. He didn’t withdraw even as he softened within her. That was fine, she liked him there.

“Would you do it?” he asked. Evander. That was where his head was? “If I ordered you to do it?”

“I don’t have to answer that,” she said, taking his hand from her breast to kiss his palm and rub her face against it. “You will never give that order.”

His eyes narrowed. “How do you know?”

“Where am I always safe?” Usually he was the one asking, and she didn’t wait for an answer. “You take care of me,” she said, returning his hand to her breast, squeezing his fingers around her. “You take care of my body, my mind, my soul, all of me. My well-being means something to you.” For whatever reason. “I’ve never had a man take such good care of me.” Clenching her abs, she sat up. “And it’s my job to support you.”

“What did you come to tell me?”

She gasped. “Yes! I went for a drink with Lachlan.”

He withdrew, tossing the condom in the trash before fastening his pants. “I know. I gave you permission to go.” She smiled because that was true.“I track you everywhere you go.” Hence how they’d found her phone. “I protect you.”

“Yes, you do,” she said, sliding off the desk, righting the straps of her dress to cover her breasts again. “And the McDades, which is why I wanted to tell you…”

“Tell me what?” he asked, going to the decanter to pour liquor.

“Lach said they had an ID for the first guy. Whatever, we knew that.” She sat on the desk again, resting her feet in his chair. “He said they were struggling with guy two.”

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