Page 109 of The Darkest Nights


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“This suits you,” I say closing the door behind me.

She looks down at herself, fingers running over the fabric of her dress. “I would hope so, it’s specifically tailored.”

“Not the dress.” I laugh, grabbing her hand and pulling her around the desk. “Being in charge.” I put my hands on her waist and lift her onto the desk so I can stand between her legs.

“You should know all about that.” She rests her hands on my chest. “I’m not sure you noticed but I definitely wear the pants in this relationship.”

“You think so?” I smile down at her, rubbing my thumbs over her cheeks.

“I do.” She tells me solemnly, pressing her head further into my touch.

“Alright. You can wear the pants as long as I get to take them off.”

She pauses, looks up at me with a devilish gleam in her eyes. “Does it count if I'm not wearing any?”

My hands pause and I drag my gaze down her body. The dress is fucking tiny. Low cut too so I know she's not wearing a bra either. “You little devil.” I laugh, cock growing hard between my legs.

She angles her face up and I lean down. “I was going to tell you right before we walked into the party. Then you’d have to control yourself all night.”

My hand skates down her arm until it meets her bare thigh. I slowly run my hands up and under the hem of her dress. “I wouldn't think so highly of me. You might make an exhibitionist of me yet.”

My fingers slide between her thighs finding her wet and hot. She sighs as I slide my middle finger into her deep. “We might be late.” She says with a moan as I curl it and rub the spot that makes her mewl like a little kitten.

“We have all the time in the world,” I say, dragging my lips over her throat as I pump my finger deeply, unbuckling my belt with my free hand. Her hands grip the sides of the desk and her legs fall open further, welcoming me in. She groans, her head thrown back. Fuck she’s incredible. She's the kind of woman that comes around once in a lifetime. She's a divine beauty. She's milk and honey. She's fucking everything.

I slip my cock in and groan, my hands grip her ass, keeping her planted so I can fuck her how we both need me to fuck her.

I thrust hard and deep. Her hands find their way under my t-shirt, fingers digging into my back, her moans filling my ears. I've never enjoyed a sound as much as I enjoy the sounds of pleasure that come from that mouth. If anything could turn me to religion it would be that sound. That's what I imagine when people say they hear angels. Golden trumpets, white fluffy clouds, the big pearly gates. Yeah, all of that.

Someone knocks on her office door. “Cas?” They call out

“Fuck off,” I shout at the same time Cas shouts. “I’m busy.” We both let out a laugh but I don't stop. I’m right there, fingertips away from the edge. She holds me closer, her legs wrapped around my middle, her back against the desk. Her mouth pops open and her chin tilts down, her pussy clenching tight and spasming. I let out a groan, my balls tightening. I hold the back of her neck, our foreheads resting against each other as I fill her up. We both pant sharing air and she shakes her head. “You are a menace.”

“You love it,” I say as I nip her lip and pull out, tucking myself away. She hops up and straightens her dress. I grin at her and pull her to me with an arm around her shoulders. “You excited?”

“Yeah.” She says, too high. I raise an eyebrow and she gives me a look but sighs. “I just wish my Babcia and mum would be there too.” They will be there. I flew them all out but they wanted to keep it as a surprise so they told her they couldn't make it. I feel a bit shitty about it because I know she's not been overly enthusiastic but I need to get in good with the inlaws so, here we are.

“Sorry, baby.” I pull her in tightly and press a kiss to her head.

She lets out a breath but nods to the door. “Come on, let's go. You’ll make people think I'm late all the time.”

“You are late all the time,” I tell her, pinching her ass. She frowns at me but hits my arm with her little bag and laughs. We step out into the crisp fall air, I open the door for her and she smiles to herself.

“You are such a gentleman. Tried telling me you weren't.” She shakes her head.

“My ma just raised me right.”

“God bless Soraya Moretti.” She says. I grab her hand and run my lips over her knuckles.

“I still can't believe you managed to swing The Plaza on such short notice.” She says as we walk through the grand corridor. “Being a Moretti don’t half get you far.”

“It will be your name in eight months.”

“I think it sounds quite whimsical, don't you? Casimira Moretti.” She smiles to herself and I just melt inside.

“I think it sounds perfect.”

She grins at me and I push the doors open. Everyone yells, “Surprise.” She nearly jumps out of her skin. She stares at the crowd and takes in who’s here, pretty much her whole fucking family. Might have filled a whole Boeing 787 with them.

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