Page 237 of By His Rule

Another needy whimper fills the air.

“Come for me. Then, I’m going to fuck you over this desk so the only thing you’re able to think about is me.”

That sounds like heaven and hell all rolled into one.

I’m falling under his spell faster than I can control. He knows it, too.

“Do you want that, Temptress? Do you want to feel me stretching you open and fucking you right here for the city to see?”

My stomach and pussy tighten at his words.

“Yes,” I whisper, my release looming closer.

“Yes, what?” he demands.

“Yes, Boss. I want you to fuck me over your desk.”

“Good girl. But not until I hear you crying my name as you fall apart.”

He finger-fucks me faster, his thumb circling my clit with perfect precision, working me higher and higher and hi?—

“KIAN,” I scream as pleasure slams into me. My body convulses on top of his as ecstasy seeps through my twitching muscles.

I fall limp against him as he continues working me through it, and the second it’s over, his free hand grabs my hair, turning me to him so his lips can claim mine.

His kiss is wild and untamed. We’re all tongues and teeth as we devour each other like we haven’t been together in years, not merely hours.

“Need you,” he breathes against my lips. “Need to be inside you.”

Not a second later, I’m on my feet, and just like he promised, Kian is bending me over his desk.

He rips my sweats and panties down. They pool at my ankles before he demands that I kick them off.

I do, eagerly, allowing him to spread my legs wider to give him space.

“Look at you,” he muses.

My chest heaves against the unforgiving wooden top of his desk, but my skin burns where his eyes meet.

“Your pussy is calling to me.”

“Please,” I beg, wiggling my ass in the hope of tempting him back.

“What do you want, Temptress?”

“Your dick.”

“Right fucking answer.”

He stands, sending the chair he’s sitting on shooting out behind him before it crashes into the floor-to-ceiling window. He shifts behind me, and when I glance back, I get to watch the moment he shoves his sweats over his ass, freeing his dick.

My mouth waters as I watch him wrap his fingers around himself and pump a couple of times.

“This what you want?”

I nod, unable to find my voice.

“I need your words, Lorelei.”

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