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“Whatever you say, Assface.” I pant when the sound of a condom wrapper ripping fills the air, and my damn pussy clenches around nothing.
“I have a fucking name, River,” he whispers my name into my ear like a fucking prayer he's preparing to chant for eternity. “And I want you to fucking scream it. Say it with me,” he grunts, rolling on the condom with one hand, securing my hair, and keeping me still. He kicks my feet apart, forcing my ass to arch into the air even more. “Say it. Say, Kieran. Say my name, the one you used to. I want to hear it fall from your lips,” he says through clenched teeth, rubbing the tip of his dick through my folds, sending a thrill of shivers down my spine. “Say it, for the love of all things holy, River! Say my goddamn name so I can fuck you over this desk.”
Everything inside me says to walk away, no matter how good this feels. Kieran is a walking, talking disaster. The moment I say his name out loud, it will solidify what we had so long ago.
The memory of my first kiss floats to mind. Kieran and I played in the apartment pool late in the evening alone. One second, he was splashing me; the next, his lips were on mine. Before I could react, he had pulled away with a blush and quickly ran home. Leaving me there to consider what had happened. The next time I saw him, he acted like it didn't happen, and we were just friends like we always had been.
"My Knight," I rasp through shuddering breaths.
Every muscle in my body contracts when he surges forward, growling like a beast and burying himself so deep inside me that I swear my cervix brushes his tip, and I meet God himself behind my eyelids. White static takes over my vision. Stars burst. The fucking angels sing their hallelujahs! I try to keep my moans at bay but fuck it. That won't happen.
“Holy fuck, Kieran,” I say through a shuddering moan, my mouth gaping open.
“That’s right, scream it for the entire bar to hear,” he grunts, slamming his hips against mine repeatedly until the sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the office above my loud moans. "Let them know who's giving you the best fuck of your life."
I grip the edge of the desk with all my might when it scratches against the floor, leaving indents and scrapes.
“Touch yourself,” Kieran begs through a rasp. “Come on my cock. Do it!” he demands, grabbing my wrist and forcing my fingers to swirl around my aching clit with heavy pressure. "Good fucking girl,” he hisses when my pussy contracts around him, and I gasp for air. “Come,” he demands in a single growl, picking up his pace.
With one demand from his gravelly voice, I fucking detonate like a bomb, contracting around him until he stills behind me and moans so loudly with satisfaction that it fills the air. I'm sure everyone and their mom down the block heard precisely what we were up to. Our heavy breaths echo through the room, and his grip on my hair finally loosens.
“Well, Assface," I retort through heavy breaths, returning to the name I initially chose for him. "That was quite satisfactory. I’d give you a six,” I say through a lazy grin when his body stiffens behind me in offense.
That's right. You can't waltz back into my life like you're my damn savior again—no way in hell. Maybe I should add the finger guns and a thumbs up to really sell how I'm feeling. My body sags, and every ounce of stress evaporates. This was precisely what I needed to clear my mind.
“A six? I’m worth more than a six,” he scoffs into the crease of my neck. His hands wander down my body again, and he pinches my nipples through my bra, sending electricity through my entire body.
“Nah, just a six," I whisper. He kneads my breasts through my bra, drawing more want from my needy body. If I weren't so pissed at him, I'd say fuck it and go another round.
“That performance was way more than a six,” a new voice comes from behind us, startling me.
Kieran protectively tightens his grip on me, keeping his body draped over mine and out of view of our newcomers.
“The fuck are you doing in here?” he hisses, and my entire face heats in embarrassment. Great. I just got the best lay of my life in front of an audience.
“Came to find you, K. I had to make sure you didn’t kill the poor Central Girl. We see now you didn’t. I mean, you beat that pussy up, but God damn,” the man rasps, and I recognize him as the asshole who berated Kieran for being a dick to me—Rad.
“Don't ever say beat that pussy up again,” someone else mutters through a tired sigh.
“Jesus Christ, you assholes, get out!” I hiss, throwing an arm out, but Kieran holds me tighter. “Get the fuck out!” I screech.
“Aw, how cute,” another voice says with a sneer. Instantly, I recognize his preppy ass—Asher Montgomery. The biggest dick that ever walked the halls of Central City High, thinking he was better than everyone else. “We’ll be in the car when you decide to think with your damn brain, not your dick. Hope you get yourself tested too.”
“Yeah, maybe you guys should learn to lock the door,” another voice I recognize now as the bass player, Callum Rose, mumbles, apologizing under his breath.
I blow out my breath when Kieran releases my body and steps back from me so fast that it's like I have a disease. He takes the condom off his flaccid dick and stares at the mess in his hands.
“I can’t believe you didn’t lock the door, Assface,” I say, pulling up my tiny shorts and righting my bra, thong, and shirt. His eyes watch my every damn move with heat resting behind them as he takes every inch of me.
"You could have, too," he says with a shrug, tossing the condom into the trash like a gentleman. Quickly, he redresses himself but doesn't bother to fix his dark strands standing on end. His eyes heat again when he stares me up and down. "So, you're the River West from the emails?" he questions, taking a step forward.
"Um, that's my name," I say sarcastically, tossing my arms in the air with a shrug.
"You're the same River Blue," he chuckles at that, throwing his head back and staring at the ceiling. "Fuck," he murmurs to himself, blinking several times.
"Yeah, that's me too," I huff, crossing my arms. "Are we done here? Or?"
"We are far from fucking done," he hisses, snapping his gaze to me. "None of this is over," he gestures between us. "I'll be seeing you, River Blue West."
