Page 294 of The Reluctant Hero

The sight of his struggle to maintain a calm facade gives me a thrill of triumph. I quickly suck him down and run my tongue along the underside of his cock. I faintly hear him choke out my name. I bob over his lap. He leans back to see me with his lips parted for gasping breaths.

I meet his eyes, noting his flushed cheeks and the sweep of his lashes as he struggles to keep his eyes open. The clear pleasure on his face makes my core throb, ready to be filled.

I suck hard as I raise up and let his erection rest on my tongue before slowly sliding back down. Giving him the same slow strokes he once gave me with a lot of attention on the head. Beads of cum greet every lap of my tongue.

“Mana,” his eyes roll back, his grip getting tight enough that the chair creaks in protest.

“Would you like to fuck me?” I ask him sweetly, using my hand to keep his attention.

“Yes,” he grits out, already sliding back.

“Not yet,” I tell him without mercy and start sucking again.

I do it four more times—once for each day they ignored me. Every time he asks if he can sink inside me, my pulse races. I may be under the desk, but I’m in total control right now. It’s a heady feeling.

His hands are in my hair, knocking it out of the bun I put it in. He doesn’t force my head to move as his fingers shift through the strands. His hips rise subtly with every withdrawal to keep him inside for as long as he can and drop when I swallow him again. His groans and faint praises have everything inside me sensitized. My skin feels tight, my nipples peaked, body flushed.

I let him pop out of my mouth and gasp, “Ready?”

He kicks himself back without a word to stand up. The chair hits the wall, but he’s too busy helping me up to care. Whenhe sees that I’m naked, his pupils flare. His hands land on my shoulders, and I’m spun to face the door. The shove he gives me has me sprawled over the desk, crumpling up paperwork.

That distraction gets forced out of my mind as he enters me. No waiting or checking to see if I’m ready. I’m sure he can see how embarrassingly wet I am. So wet, he glides right in, hitting the end and making me gasp at the pleasure-pain. The cold wood against my heated skin makes my breasts throb with something other than pain.

He powers into me, his control shot. His groans match my gasps at every entrance. The sharp sound of our bodies slapping gets interrupted as the door opens.

I whine pitifully at the sound. Two voices stutter to a stop.

Gabriel doesn’t stop. I don’t know if he even noticed.

“Mana,” he grunts in a strained tone.

“Christ almighty,” Ace chokes out.

I gasp as my body jostles on the desk. The outside voices fall silent until I’m focused on my own pleasure. It’s right there, ready to break. There’s something about this angle that’s keeping me from it.

“Gabe. Lower. Please,” I gasp, grinding my forehead into the desk with frustration.

“No,” he lets out a raspy laugh and keeps going.

My eyes widen in disbelief. I’mright there!

His erection kicks inside me, heat filling my core.

He staggers back and drops into his chair, catching his breath. The laughter ruins that.

“Youmotherfucker!” I scream and rear up, spinning to take in his stupid, grinning face.

My arm cocks back to deck him. Before I can swing, a hand grabs my elbow. A thick arm wraps around my waist to pull me across the desk.

I open my mouth to lambast Gabriel with curses and get sidetracked as Mikael lifts me off the desk, stepping back as if I weigh nothing. The show of strength startles me. Especially when my back meets a naked chest.

A hot palm caresses my stomach and slips lower to play at my core. Two thick fingers slide inside, making me moan. My hands move over his, trying to force him to thrust.

Mikael takes the long strides to the open bedroom door. Inside, the covers have been shoved off the bed. Ace is kneeling in the center, completely naked, with a fist wrapped around his erection. I focus on the motion of his hand with a weak groan.

Mikael removes his fingers and sets me on the bed. I don’t know when I curled my legs up, but my butt hits the mattress with a little bounce.

“We won’t leave you wantin’ darlin’,” Ace promises, stroking himself while he spreads lube over his length.

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