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“Goddamn it,” I groan through clenched teeth as she clenches around me. The sensation is almost too much after holding back for so long.

Alina’s scream is guttural and raw. She thrashes beneath me, but there’s no escape from my relentless pace. Her pussy grips me tight as if trying to pull me even deeper.

“Rafe! Fuck. Yes. Just like that. I’m… I’m… yes, I’m yours.”

Her cries become incoherent again as she spirals into another orgasm. The sound of our bodies slapping together mixes with our panting breaths and moans. It’s primal and intense, and it only fuels my desire more.

“Come for me again,” I demand harshly.

And she does, with a wail that sounds almost like agony, her whole body seizing up before going limp on my desk. I pull back and admire her—hair spread around her in a dark halo, body gleaming with sweat, chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. She looks so fucking beautiful like this.

Alina’s words still echo in my ears, “Yes, I’m yours.”

But I need more from her. I want to hear it again. I want to see that defiant fire in her eyes give way to raw need.

Her wet cunt twitches as I slide out of her. She shudders at the loss, whimpering softly, as if pleading for me to come back and fill her again.

“On your knees,” I order.

She moves sluggishly, limbs trembling from exertion and pleasure, but she obeys. Slowly, she slides off the desk and sinks to her knees in front of me. Her eyes look up at me, still glazed and unfocused, but there’s a hint of challenge there too.

I grab my cock and rub the tip over her lips. “Open.”

Without hesitation, Alina parts her lips. I slide into her mouth inch by inch, feeling the warmth of her tongue against my shaft. Her eyes flutter closed as she takes me deeper.

“Look at me while you suck my cock,” I command.

She struggles but manages to meet my gaze as she begins to bob her head slowly up and down my length. The sight alone nearly drives me fucking insane. The wet heat of her mouthcombined with those dark eyes staring up at me with a mixture of defiance and submission.

“Yes… just like that,” I groan.

I grip the sides of her head, guiding her movements faster now. She gags slightly as I hit the back of her throat, but doesn’t falter. Instead, she doubles down on her efforts—hollowing out her cheeks and sucking harder.

A guttural moan escapes me at the sensation. My hips thrust forward instinctively, pushing myself even deeper into her mouth until I feel the tight ring of muscles at the entrance to her throat.

Holy fuck. This girl—my good girl—is something else.

“Take it all,” I growl through gritted teeth as I push past that barrier.

Alina’s eyes water, but she doesn’t pull away or protest. Instead, she swallows around my invading length with determination.

I fuck into her mouth ruthlessly, all gentleness gone now in favor of raw need and desire. My balls slap against her chin with each thrust while obscene gagging sounds fill the room alongside our mingled moans and panting breaths.

Despite being used so roughly, her eyes never leave mine except when they roll back momentarily from lack of air or overwhelming sensation before refocusing again on me stubbornly.

The sight alone is almost enough to make me lose control.Almost.I want more from this incredible woman before giving in completely myself.

With one final thrust that has us both groaning loudly, I suddenly pull out of Alina’s mouth, leaving it gaping open for a moment, gasping desperately for breath.

“Good girl,” I murmur hoarsely, extending a hand toward her and helping her stand up again.

And then, without warning, I lift her up and carry her over to the wall. Once her back is secured against it, I thrust back into her soaked cunt.

“Fuck!” I growl.

I’m like a man motherfucking possessed. The need to claim every inch of her over and over drives me, drives my hips forward at a punishing rhythm. Her nails dig into my shoulders as her cunt squeezes me so good it’s almost painful.

Alina’s head tilts back, and she bites her lip hard enough to draw blood. Her entire body is taut as a bowstring, ready to snap from the relentless tension I’m putting her under. Each thrust sends shockwaves through her, making her writhe and buck in my arms.