Page 86 of Twisted Hearts


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“Did someone miss me?” he growls, his mouth dropping to my neck.

“Yes,” I choke, moaning as he pulls away to hook his fingers into my panties.

He yanks them down my legs and over my heels, and I gasp as he shoves my thighs apart before diving between them.

Oh, fuck yes…

It’s like balm on an aching burn. Like a medicine I’ve been needing. His tongue drags up through my slickness, making me cry out as he takes my clit between his lips. My hips rock up to meet him, my hands sliding through his hair as he sinks two fingers deep into me and curls them against my g-spot.

Gavan’s tongue lashes my clit, the low rumbling growl in his chest sending vibrations through my body that leave my toes curling. He grabs my legs and pulls them over his shoulders, devouring my pussy like a starving man.

My head drops back, my back arches…

…And then I groan in protest when he pulls awayjustbefore he makes me come. Before I can say a word, I’m suddenly gasping as he drapes me back across his desk, stands, and sinks every inch of his cock—already out of his pants—balls-deep in my throbbing, soaked pussy.

The explosion isinstantaneous. The second he rams into me, it’s like pulling a trigger. I cry out, writhing on his desk as my legs wrap tightly around his waist. I claw at the desk beneath me, choking on my own release as the rush I’ve been craving for days ignites through every nerve in my body.

“There’smy good girl…” Gavan growls, his shirt open, his muscles rippling as he fucks me. The fact that he’s still got his pants on somehow makes it even hotter. And as he starts to pound into me, my eyes roll back as another orgasm already begins to build deep inside.

I moan when he brings my legs up, hooking my ankles over his shoulders as he buries his fat cock in me to the hilt. I cry out, whimpering. The position allows him to drive even deeper, making my toes curl and my eyes roll back in my head.

The phone on his desk rings. Gavan glares daggers at it, picking it up and then slamming it back down, hanging up. I whimper, breathing heavily as he starts to fuck me again, when there’s another interruption.

This time, it’s the intercom.

“Mr. Tsarenko?” Rachel’s voice buzzes through the speaker.

Gavan clamps a hand over my mouth and rams into me even harder.

“What is it, Rachel?”

Jesus. He doesn’t stop fucking me. He doesn’t evenslow.

“There’s a call for you. Mr. Volkov. He says it’s urgent?”

Gavan frowns, his cock still sliding in and out of me with hard, wet strokes.

“Which Volkov?”

“The older one. Yuri.”

“Put him through.”

I can only stare as he picks up the telephone receiver and cradles it against his shoulder—and my ankle. His eyes lock with mine, a dark smirk on his face. He keeps one hand over my mouth and I moan wildly into it as he starts to rub my clit with the other, his cock pistoning in and out of me the whole time.

“Yuri,” he growls. “What…”

Rage clouds his face as he listens. His jaw clenches, and I whimper as suddenly his thrusts become even more brutally hard.

“What?!”

Part of me thinks I should be furious that he’s so casually fucking me while he’s on a business call. Except, it’s also hot asfuck.

I have no idea what he’s talking about, or what’s even wrong. But as his face grows more and more livid, the way he’s fucking me becomes more and more vicious, to the point that I’m clinging to the edge of the desk for dear life, biting down hard on his hand as the orgasm builds like a wave inside of me.

“No!” He snaps into the phone. “No,fuck that!”

Fuck me.

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