Page 73 of Lorcan's Obsession

In a throbbing haze, I lifted her off the seat and flipped her rough and fast over the reddish-brown cool surface of her desk, grinding my hardness against her round ass.

"This Davenport hasn’t been christened yet, baby. We ought to up our game."

"Yes," she breathed.

I unzipped my pants, pushed her panties aside, and surged forward, filling her to the hilt in one move. Her needy moan electrified my veins, and I was ready to revel in her divine pussy. Coiling her hair tightly around my wrist, I pulled her backward, arching her spine. My foot nudged her legs further apart.

"How do you want it, baby? How would you like me to serve your cock today?"

"Hard! Hard and fast!"

"As you wish, love."

With an unrelenting tempo, I fucked the saints out of her. Her walls suffocated my dick in euphoria until we both groaned in unison.

"Do you like how I’m fucking you? Do you like how my cock feels in your tight cunt? How the piercing makes you shatter around me?"

“Oh, god, yes!” she screamed, her nails scratching and leaving marks on the desk as her walls squeezed my cock even tighter as she peaked.

"Fuck, Tristen. I’m going to fuck you until I can't see straight!"

I smacked her ass, leaving my giant palmprint on her rear. She squealed in agony and moaned in pleasure. Her legs were quivering, gushes of her juices splashing on the floor as I pounded her, chasing my own release. But just as I was about to spill inside her, my minx had another surprise planned. Tristen pushed me backward with her ass, got onto her knees, and took me in her mouth.

"Fuuuck!"

Those soft lips managed to turn my rigid cock even stiffer. Growling with lust, I clenched my teeth and threw back my head as she sucked me dry like a succubus.

With her mouth full of my cum and my high obliterating my senses, neither of us spoke for the minute that followed. Despite Tristen’s submissive position, I was the one staring with worship and awe. Her eyes found mine as she licked her lips clean of all the pearly drops from my cock. Satisfaction and pride were written clearly on her face.

This. This was us. We were each other’s endgame. It didn’t matter if we screamed it in ecstasy or breathed it in silence, we both knew it.

I carried her to the bathroom suite and tenderly peeled off our clothes. With her hand in mine, we walked to the gray-marbled bathroom, and stood under the warm rainforest shower. My lips claimed every inch of her skin while I wiped the foamy sponge all over her body. My hand moved gingerly over curves, and I was pretty sure I’d stopped breathing.

This woman standing right in front of me…everything inside me screamed she was my one. The one I’d give my all to. Whenever we were together, my thoughts felt stronger and more complete. No matter where we were, even in the most crowded places, my eyes always found her. A trembling breath escaped my lips when I glided the sponge over her heart. I held it there for seconds, listening to her breath catch and her heartbeat soar.

I’m falling for you, Tristen.

Would she give her heart to me? Would she let me in? Would she let me own hers like she owned mine?

My heart shattered into millions of tiny pieces. We were no longer on the same level emotionally, and I had to get her up to speed as soon as possible. I couldn’t spend another night in this limbo.

“Clean as a brand-new pin,” I murmured.

“Can I wash you too?” Tristen peered through her wet lashes. Her smile was radiant.

I handed her the sponge without a word. She stepped on her toes to wash my neck and the delicate brush of her fingertips relaxed my muscles to her touch.

“I was thinking,” I began, “it’s been a while since we played trivia. Would you join me for a game?”

She continued running the sponge along my shoulders, down my chest.

“Sure.”

“You wanna place a wager in case you win?”

“Pfft. In case my ass. Who do you think I am? I’ll crush anybody in trivia!”

“Okay…so in case you do, what do you want?”

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