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His eyes were more hooded than before, and I almost begged him to wear a mask, but I wanted to see his expression. I longed to feel everything he did, being completely open with one another. The thought was silly, a strange part of a dark fantasy that had gripped my every dream for days.

Weeks.

Months.

Only before, the mask had never been lifted because I’d been positive no one could fulfill my needs. I’d been wrong. So very wrong.

He lifted his head as he’d done before, but there was something entirely different about his expression. As he plunged his cock inside, I instantly threw my hands back, gasping for air from the intensity of the pressure.

“My tight Wild Kitty.” His murmurs were deep and husky, the sound reverberating in my ears.

I spread my legs even wider, my mind driven to the dark fantasies created from reading romance books that should be banned, burning desires that had pulled me to my collection of vibrators. But nothing had been as incredible as the way he was fucking me.

Zach pulled out, thrusting into me again. He kept his firm hold on my hair, digging his nails into my scalp. There was pain from his actions, but the ecstasy he was providing already outweighed every hint of it.

I was so wet, certain I would soon stain his expensive desk. I sensed he didn’t care. He was in his element, claiming his possession while satisfying his own fevered needs.

His actions were jarring, keeping my pulse racing. Panting, I tried to keep my eyes open, but they were heavy from the latent yearning, hunger gnawing at every part of me.

There was a sense of extreme need in both of us, his actions becoming even more brutal. Within seconds, he was jerking me up and pushing me down, developing a rhythm as he fuckedme. The discomfort from the earlier spanking only added to the extreme sensitivity, my butt hurting, but the pain had already morphed. I’d craved his firm hand and he’d provided exactly what my sinful longings had required.

His guttural sounds were different than mine and as the rapturous moment continued, I envisioned myself being hunted just like he’d described. Another wave of excitement added to the pleasure and a climax suddenly rushed from deep within me.

He refused to stop even as I moaned too loudly. What if someone heard us? The thought brought a smile to my face as beads of perspiration trickled down both sides of my face. The man knew exactly how to control me, to use my body in the way he’d yearned for. As the electricity surged between us, I was shocked that another orgasm jetted through my system.

His roughness was delicious, keeping me alive and on edge.

“Oh. Don’t stop. Just don’t stop.”

“Don’t worry, Wild Kitty. We’re not finished by a long shot.” He jerked me off the desk, pulling out the same time he flipped me around. Using his leg, he kicked mine apart and returned his hold on my hair.

There was no warning, no statement of what he had planned before he drove the tip of his cock into my asshole. He stopped just as he hit the tight ring of muscle, hearing my moans of anguish and ecstasy mixed together.

That only fueled his fire as he’d done with mine and he slowly, expertly slipped the rest of his cock inside. My muscles screamed from the tight invasion, the sharp intensity forcing me to suck in my breath.

I witnessed stars in front of my eyes as I pushed up from the desk, mindful of being held as if I was a prisoner. What he was doing to me was filthier than anything and I loved every minute of it.

He picked up his rhythm, thrusting in and out. I could swear he heard music in his brain, using that to keep momentum. The force was enough to push me forward and at one point, I shifted my arm at the same moment he did. Suddenly, papers and his coffee cup were tossed onto the floor.

I wanted to laugh, but I sensed he was in his element.

How had we gone from him being my stalker to hiding under his desk to this? Oh, yes, a fateful night at the club. That had been karma kicking my ass and providing me with a chance at whatever this was.

Insanity.

My moans escalated as his actions became more brutal, if that was possible. I was shocked how amazing it felt, tickling sensations I hadn’t known existed assaulting my senses. He wasn’t letting go, jutting his hips forward as if he planned on doing this all night long.

The rush of stars continued until my mind and eyesight were fuzzy. I closed my eyes, incapable of thinking about anything but what he was doing.

When he finally started to slow, I felt his entire body tensing. Instead of erupting deep inside of me, finding his satisfaction, he dropped the full weight of his body over mine.

It wasn’t the possessive hold that got to me or the fact his cock was firmly planted in my asshole. It was the words thathe whispered in my ear that brought another wave of extreme shivers.

“The nights are long, the savages out in full force. You’ll never know when you’ll be called to play. Be ready, little temptress. Just be ready.”

CHAPTER 20

Zach

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