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I slip my hand between our bodies and press my fingers against his cock. He groans and closes his eyes.

“Chiara," he says, warning in his voice.

“Is this a problem?” I whisper against his ear as I rub harder over his cock and feel it twitch against his pants.

“It might be,” he breathes heavily.

“But you look like you are feeling better,” I giggle.

“Mm.”

“So why would it be a problem?”

Chapter 13 - Maxim

Her hand is teasing my cock, her delicate fingers pressing against me and sending bolts of lightning splintering through my body.

Again, I remind myself that I swore not to do anything to her unless she really wants me to. I don’t know if she is just teasing me now, or distracting me, or if she is as turned on as I am.

“So why would it be a problem?” she whispers against my ear.

I bite down hard, grabbing her around the waist and lifting her off me so that I can stand up.

She looks disappointed.

“Do you want me?” I ask, bluntly.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you want to feel me inside you, do you want me to make love to you?”

Her eyes grow wide as she stares at me, and my words leave no room for misunderstanding. She nods.

“Say it, then,” I demand.

“I want your cock inside me.”

Her response crashes through me, and my cock grows harder.

I step towards her, my eyes dark, my intentions clear. I cannot hold back for another second. I made a promise that I would not be with her until she was ready, and I kept that promise.

I grab her and lift her in my arms, pushing her hard against my desk, sliding her ass onto the smooth surface. A shocked squeal escapes her as I pull the soft fabric of her dress high over his hips. My eyes take in the black lace underwear she is wearing, everything visible through the sheer fabric.

I growl as I grip her thighs and spread them wide open so that I can see more of her.

She leans back, resting her hands behind her, arching her back and lifting her feet onto the edge of the desk. She is spreading her pussy open even wider for me, letting me know how badly she wants me.

I grab my belt, and tugging it open, then undo my pants and grip my throbbing cock in my hand. I have waited so long for this, to feel her again.

She shifts her pussy closer to the edge of the desk, closer to me, and I grab her lace panties and drag them to the side, letting my fingers play across the warmth of her pussy.

She is soaked.

I step between her legs and press my cock against her.

The loud cry she makes as I thrust my cock into her needs to be silenced.

I grab the back of her neck and pull her lips against mine, smothering her sounds with my mouth as I begin to fuck her.

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