Page 238 of By His Rule

“Y-yes,” I stutter. “I want your dick.”

My entire body sings with relief when he finally steps forward and rubs the head of his cock through my folds, coating himself in my juices.

My core clenches around nothing, desperate to feel him stretching me open.

You’re not meant to be doing this, a little voice says, but I quickly ignore it. It’s easy to do so when I’m on the cusp of pure ecstasy.

“Yes,” I cry when he pushes inside me.

“Jesus, Lorelei. This pussy. I’ll never get enough of this pussy.”

As he praises me, he slowly works himself deeper and deeper, stretching me open for him so he’ll be able to fuck me the way he really wants to.

“Kian,” I scream the first time he pulls out and quickly thrusts back inside, making my feet lift off the floor.

“Fucking missed this.”

“It’s barely been a day,” I point out breathlessly.

“Too long,” he grunts as he thrusts back inside me again.

His grip on my hips is borderline painful, but I don’t complain. How can I when he feels so fucking good?

I slide up and down on his desk as he takes me hard and fast.

My heart pounds, my temperature soars, and pleasure saturates my limbs.

My orgasm races forward, leaving my entire body trembling with my need for another release.

“That’s it, babe. Come all over my cock. Let me feel you milking me. I’m gonna fill this pussy with?—”

I’ve no idea what else he says because my release explodes within me and I scream out as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure.

He keeps talking, his deep voice continuing to vibrate through me, keeping my release alive for longer than I thought possible.

I fall limp against the desk as he thrusts twice more before finally reaching his climax.

His dick jerking inside me sends little aftershocks from my lingering release shooting around my body.

I could go again. Shit. I’ve never been this insatiable before.

He pulls out and takes a step back.

“Damn, Temptress. That is one fucking sight.”

I jump when his fingers tickle up my thigh.

“You’re wasting it,” he muses before plunging his fingers inside me, pushing his cum back inside.

“We’re not meant to be fucking, Kian,” I point out while his fingers are inside me.

“How’s that working out for you?”

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KIAN

Despite Lorelei's insistence that she’s not staying, she doesn’t make much of an attempt to leave my apartment.

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