Page 74 of Ink & Stardust

“We can’t...”

He dips his face, silencing me with a kiss.

“Oh, but we can,” he murmurs against my lips before his tongue slips against mine.

I groan into the kiss, not able to stop myself. This man knows exactly how to touch me, to kiss me, to wind me up until I’m begging for it.

“What if someone—”

“No one is going to come in here. It’s Sunday,” he reminds me. “Anyone who would access this office isn’t here on Sunday.”

I don’t question how he knows this, mainly because I don’t want to knowhowhe knows.

I open my mouth to object further, but he swallows the words with a quick swipe of his tongue.

“I need you, Converse,” he grumbles, lifting me a second time, only this time instead of dropped over his shoulder, I end up with my legs wrapped around his waist as he carries me to the large desk at the back of the room. “I need you,” he repeats, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.

I melt in an instant, every reservation I have going straight out the window in a single heartbeat.

I couldn’t resist this man if I tried... Only problem is, I don’t want to try. I don’t want to do anything but give him exactly what he’s asking for.

Seconds later, my backside hits the cool wood of the desk, Kai nipping and sucking at my neck as he works the button and zipper of my jeans, popping them open with expert ease.

“Lie back,” he instructs, and I do, careful not to knock anything out of place as I do.

I wait on bated breath as he removes one shoe and then the other.

When he tugs my jeans and underwear down over my hips, baring me, my heart jackhammers against my ribs, desire slowly replacing my nervous hesitation. I watch, enraptured by the sight, as Kai peels the material down the length of my legs, finally discarding the clothing onto the floor.

He’s the picture of perfection. His dark hair, messy from my hands. His skin flushed in desire. The ripple of his forearm muscles as he grabs my hips and tugs me to the end of the desk.

He remains the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on. In fact, the more time I spend with him, the more I get to know him, the more attractive he becomes, which is really saying something, given how freaking gorgeous I thought he was back when I didn’t even like him. Now that I like him—now that Ilovehim—there are no words for what he is.

He drops to his knees in front of me, stealing the breath from my lungs.

Blistering need pebbles my skin at the first swipe of his tongue. Another, and then another, until I’m spiraling toward a quick release. I can’t stop it, can’t slow it, not with Kai sucking and licking in the perfect combination that sends me over the edge so quickly that I’ve barely had time to wrap my head around how good it feels before I’m hurtling to the ground below.

I fist his hair in my hands, biting down on my lip so hard to keep myself from crying out that I’m surprised I don’t taste blood.

He doesn’t stop there, though. He continues to lap up every ounce of pleasure he can draw from my body, edging me toward another orgasm.

“Kai.” I tug on the silky strands of his hair, urging him up. “I want you inside of me,” I shamelessly plead.

A low growl vibrates his chest and his actions abruptly stop. And then he’s up, freeing his thick erection seconds before he enters me in one swift movement. I cry out, despite how desperately I’m trying to stay quiet.

He smiles, clearly enjoying watching me grapple for some semblance of control as he fills my body so full it’s a wonder I don’t split apart from the inside out. It’s the most pleasurable sort of pain, being stretched to the absolute limit.

His fingers bite into my hips to hold me in place as he pounds into me with so much force it jars my entire body.

I grab either side of the desk, holding on for dear life as my second orgasm starts to build. Like the first, it comes on hard and fast, picking up momentum the higher it climbs. I hold my breath, waiting for it to reach its peak, waiting for the sweet release I so desperately crave.

Kai holds me there, in the space between pleasure and pain, for a few long seconds before I erupt around him, a guttural cry exploding from my lips no matter how hard I try to hold it in.

Kai flips me upright so fast that I’ve barely processed the movement before his mouth is on mine, swallowing my cries as he empties his release deep inside of me.

I hold on to him for what feels like hours, desperately trying to ease my rapid heart rate, to slow my breathing, to come back down to the staggering reality of where we are.

I release my arms from where they’re locked around Kai’s shoulders, pulling back to look at him with what I’m sure is pure shock because that’s exactly what I feel as the haze of pleasure melts away.

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