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I barely have time to recover before he’s kissing up my spine, taking his time to caress my trembling, still-spasming body, caring for me while also moving me into the perfect angle.
Facedown, sprawled across his desk, legs hooked around his waist as he drives himself balls-deep inside me.
I love the way he grips my thighs to keep me up. I fucking love knowing that in the morning, I’ll have reminders of our time together speckled all over my skin.
I love the way he loses control with me.
I know it should scare me. After everything, it really should.
But somehow, in some beautifully messed up way, Demyen’s wildness fuels my own self-confidence.I’mthe one making him this hungry. This wild. This feral.
Ido this to him.
His chest presses to my back and I feel him sink inside me even deeper. But instead of picking up the pace, he actually slows down into this long, solid, rhythmic massage of his thick shaft along every single inch of my quivering inner walls.
And yet, as brutal as this is, Demyen’s still holding me. Comforting me. Kissing my neck and shoulders and whispering sweet promises that we can have this any time we want, anywhere we want, forever.
“I love you,” he breathes. I feel him shudder, hear his breath catch as he holds himself back from tumbling over that sweet edge without me. “I fucking love you. So damn much.”
My vision blurs. My heart skips a beat and pounds against my ribcage in time with his slow, deep thrusts. Through the window, I can just see the tops of people’s heads as they move around the main casino floor, completely oblivious to the naked couple writhing and rocking on the owner’s desk.
I can’t believe I have the strength to push myself up on my arms. But I do.
And I push myself onto him the same time he slides back into me.
“Fuck,” he groans, panting. The sound bolsters my confidence and I do it again, and again, soaking in every shuddering gasp and basking in every growl and groan that rumbles through his chest. “Clara, baby, I’m gonna…”
“Do it,” I beg. I don’t even know if I’ve stopped coming this entire time—my body is on fire and every nerve ending exploding over and over since he drew the first one through me. “Do it, please. I need… I love…”
His arms wrap around me like bands of steel and he holds me there, driving into me harder than ever before.
He sinks his teeth into my shoulder.
And then we’re falling, tumbling, crying out… giving each other every drop of our love.
19
CLARA
It seems the sensation of falling was a literal one.
Because when I’m finally able to open my eyes and steady my breath, I realize we’re on the floor.
More like Demyen’s the one on the floor, offering himself up as the sexiest cushion a woman could ask for. He’s still inside me, still wrapped around me, still basking in the afterglow. His face is buried in my hair and he just lies here, holding me. Breathing me in.
Loving me.
I wince when he slowly pulls out of me. I hate that feeling. I know it’s necessary, but I still hate it. In a perfect world where I can have my way, we’d be able to stay locked together like this for as long as we want.
Forever, ideally.
Demyen laughs as he rolls us onto our sides, still cushioning my head with his arm. I turn to face him and curl up into his warmth as much as humanly possible.
“I’ve never seen my desk from this angle,” he chuckles.
I giggle. “We should carve our initials there. No one else will see it.”
“And if they do, I know who to fire.”
