Page 19 of Deadly Don's Savage Vows

Lifting me, he carries me to the desk.

My body is screaming with desire when he pushes my legs open and stands between them, still kissing me.

He pulls the buttons of my blouse open and tugs my bra off, wrapping his lips around my nipple. I moan, forgetting we are in the gallery - at work.

“You need to be more quiet than that, Bella.” He warns, tugging his belt open.

My eyes graze over his groin, how the material of his pants is stretched over his cock - rock hard and ready to rip through the seams.

He steps closer again, pushing my legs open, dipping his hand beneath my skirt he slips his fingers under my panties and into me. I gasp, trying to control myself as pleasure surges through me.

He chuckles, low and divine, grabs my panties and yanks them to the side.

Nico rubs his cock over my pussy, and I lean my hands behind myself on his desk, knocking over various things that I couldn’t care less about right now. All I want is to feel him inside me again.

I’ve never forgotten that night.

Nico pushes his cock into me.

A low groan escapes his lips, and his eyes darken with need.

He thrusts deeper, filling me up and stretching me open.

I can barely breathe it’s so incredible.

He grabs my ass in both hands and starts fucking me so hard his desk jolts across the floor.

So much for being quiet.

I wrap my legs around his waist, and he pushes even deeper into me.

Both of us were holding back. We’ve both been fighting the obvious attraction between us - it’s so clear in this moment.

I feel my legs shake as his cock slides in and out, massaging and pulsing inside me.

Nico reaches up and grabs a handful of my hair, dragging my lips back against his. The intensity of his kiss sends me over the edge.

My body goes rigid and my legs shake uncontrollably.

Nico moans deeply and my pussy tightens over his cock.

Wave after wave of an orgasm so strong it snatches the air from my lungs.

Nico thrusts deep into me, exploding inside me.

When it’s over, he looks at me with a gentleness that catches me off guard. He reaches up and brushes his hand over my cheek.

“You are—” He swallows hard. “You are beautiful, Bella.” He steps away. He wanted to say more. But he stopped himself.

We are both breathing heavily for a moment, and neither of us speaks as we pull our clothes back on.

Nico seems upset. I can’t figure out why though.

I bite my lip nervously as I gather my things and straighten my clothes.

“I — was there something you wanted to talk about?” I ask, remembering what he said when he called me in here.Us.

“No.” He replies.

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