Page 69 of Captain's Claim

"Maybe you should stop being such a damn pain in my ass."

My palm comes down on her ass, the sharpcrackfilling the room as she gasps.Fuck.The noise practically drips from her mouth, a moan so breathless, so goddamn sexy, that I almost lose it right there.

"Huh. You like that, don't you?" My voice is harsh, half a groan as I soothe the sting on her ass with my palm.

Then I spank her again.

Sophia smothers her cry with her arm, wiggling her hips just enough to make me insane. "You tell me, Blake. Did I like it?"

Fucking hell.

I grab her by the hair, pulling back, making her back arch as she loses control of her breathing. Her spine curves perfectly, her ass pressing into my cock like she was fucking made for this.

Her lips part, a barely restrained moan crawling up her throat, and fuck, I need her.

I yank my belt open, still gripping her hair tight, my zipper loud in the silence of her office. My cock springs free, hard and already fucking throbbing, alreadyaching,desperate for her as I release her hair and push against her back, sending her bending over the desk again.

Falling to my knees behind her… I see them.

Her panties.

Red lace.

A heart-shaped cutout,right over her fucking pussy.

"You planned this," I rasp, gripping the delicate fabric, my knuckles tightening as I give the lace a tug, enjoying the way her breath hitches as it tightens over her clit.

She laughs, low and wrecked, her hands gripping the desk, her ass rocking back against me like she’s daring me to lose control.

“Did I Blake? Do you think I would do something like that to you?”

I grunt and shake my head, gripping her panties and ripping them clean off with one hardyank. They tear in two, and I let the fabric flutter to the ground of her office, forgotten and ruined forever.

"I think you've been going out of your damn way to get to me." I drop to my knees, my hands spreading her ass wide, my thumbs pressing into the soft flesh of her ass, exposing her tight hole and her wet pussy completely. "And now I've got my hands on you, Sophia, I'm never fucking letting you go."

I lean in and her scent hits me like a drug. Heady. Intoxicating. So fucking sweet.

I groan against her skin, my lips hovering, my tongue darting out, teasing the space just before she needs me the most.

She shifts, needy, impatient, and I grin against her thigh.

I slide my thumb along her slick folds, a growl rumbling deep in my chest.

"You're fucking drenched, Sophia. Is this all for me?" I don't wait for an answer, circling her clit with a featherlight touch, making her squirm. "Look at you, bent over your desk like a little corporate slut, desperate for my touch."

She whimpers, pushing back against my hand, eager for more. "Yes. For you."

I chuckle, low and dark, pulling my hand away just enough to make her whine.

"Greedy little thing, aren't you?"

I press one last kiss right against her clit, my tongue flicking just enough to send her jolting forward, a choked moan spilling from her lips.

Then I give her what she wants.

Idevourher.

"This is mine now, Sophia. Every inch of you is mine."

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