Page 113 of Guarded King

“Yes.” She tips her head back, the word coming out of her as a choked gasp.

The spikes of her heels slip on the wood as she braces herself, leaving scratches on the polished surface—marks that send a dark thrill coursing through me.

I’ll make sure they stay there where we can both see them every day.

“You’re so damn tight.” I grit my teeth, fighting off the tingling sensation building in my spine. “But you’re going to take every inch.”

Digging my fingers into her hips, I angle her so I can slide in more easily.

I keep my gaze fixed on where we’re joined, sweating in an effort not to just shove my way in. Then I pull back so I can drive in a little deeper.

“God, Roman,” she gasps. “That feels… I… I’m…”

She stiffens, then cries out, her spine bowing as her internal muscles clench and release around me.

I’m not even halfway in and she’s coming. “That’s it, sweetheart. You needed that, didn’t you? You needed my cock to make you come.” I press my fingers into her, barely holding back my own release.

The next time her body releases me, I surge forward, burying myself to the hilt. With a tight jaw, I hold myself deep inside her and ride out her orgasm. But the moment she relaxes against the lacquered surface beneath her, I’m moving. One long withdrawal and then a hard thrust back in.

She rolls her hips against mine, trying to take me deeper. And when I lean over her and suck one of her nipples into my mouth, she wraps her legs and arms around me, digging her nails in and urging me on.

Hips pumping hard, I slip a hand between us and pulse my thumb against her clit, forcing another orgasm to crash over her.

“That’s my good girl,” I growl in her ear as she convulses beneath me. “You feel so fucking amazing. But I’m not done with you yet.” With a groan, I pull out of her. “Turn over, sweetheart.”

She blinks dazedly at me for a moment, then lowers her feet to the floor, wiggles out of her dress, and lies back down on her stomach, stretching out across my desk.

I hope like hell I never forget the way she looks like this. Long legs, still in her heels, perfect ass, and the curve of her body pressed against the dark wood.

Gritting my teeth, I grip the base of my cock hard. Then I push back into her, palming the cheeks of her ass, kneading them, spreading her so I can watch the way she stretches around me.

Resisting the urge to pin her against the desk and take her hard and fast, I force myself to straighten. Like this, I catch sightof our reflection in the window. Though our images are hazy and distorted by the city lights shining in from outside, I can make out just how big I look in comparison to her and just how perfect she looks like this—in my office, on my desk, taking me.

With my focus fixed on our reflection, I continue stroking into her. Pressure builds inside me, driving me almost out of my mind. But I need more. I need her closer.

I pull her upright so her back is pressed to my chest. “Watch us.”

Gripping her hip with one hand, I slide the other up her body and wrap it around her throat, holding her in place.

Her throat works as she swallows against my palm. “I… Roman, I n-need to come again.”

She’s almost there, if the way her pussy is squeezing me is any indication, but I deliberately keep my pace slow, edging both of us.

Dropping my hand to her thigh, I lift her leg so her knee rests on my desk and she’s spread wide for me. “Touch yourself. I want to watch you come.”

She doesn’t hesitate, slipping her fingers into her pussy and circling her clit.

The sight of her—of us—like this pushes me close to my limit. It’s taking all my willpower to hold back.

When she lowers her hand to where we’re joined and caresses me, I lose all control.

“Fuck.” Unable to stop myself, I drive my hips into her hard and fast.

She cries out, and I thrust harder.

“Keep touching yourself.”

The moment she focuses on her clit again, her body clenches around me. Her spine arches, her breasts thrust out, and she calls out my name. I roll one tightly furled nipple between my fingers, giving it a sharp pinch.

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