Page 70 of Twice the Rivalry

CODE

It was a fiery, passionate clash, and nothing was safe. They tore at each other’s clothes as they moved around the room, their mouths and hands all over each other. Something crashed when he picked her up and put her on top of the desk with only her underwear left on her body, but he didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was feeling her skin on his. He yanked his mouth from hers and looked down into her hazy, lust filled eyes and rasped, “I hope these aren’t special, because I’m about to tear them off of you.”

“Oh fuck,” she moaned as he put words into action. He reached down, gripped her panties in both hands, and shredded them. They were some kind of lacy number and gave little resistance. They came away in tatters. The moment her pussy was bared to him, he went to his knees, shoved her legs apart, and put his mouth on her. She moaned, her hand coming into his hair as she arched her hips against his mouth.

He didn’t bother trying to tease her, because he wanted, noneeded, to hear her screaming his name. To feel her clenching around his tongue and fingers as she came. He wanted her taste flooding his mouth. He pushed two fingers hard and fast inside her, curling them to reach that spot that had her gasping in shock and shuddering with desire.

“Fuck, Code,” she hissed, her fingers gripping his head so tight that he was surprised she wasn’t pulling his hair out by the roots. Not that he cared. Some missing hair was nothing compared to knowing he had made her come so hard that she saw stars. Her thighs clamped down on his head, her cries echoing around the room as she ground into his face and her inner walls squeezed hard on his fingers as her orgasm hit her. “Oh fuck,” she moaned, a hint of desperation in her voice as her body shuddered and bucked with each wave.

He pulled away as she settled, but he barely got to his feet before she was pushing him back and launching herself at him. He caught her and stumbled back until he landed against his own side of the desk, and he heard more things crash and fall as he hit it hard, letting out a small grunt of pain. That the pain was quickly erased as she yanked her mouth from his and pushed out of his arms. Then it was her turn to drop to her knees and take him into her mouth, making him groan and bury his hands in her hair.

He let his head fall back at the sensation of her hot, wet mouth moving over him. God, he loved her mouth. She knew just how to work him to make the desire in his body rise to a fever pitch faster than anyone had before. His abs clenched with each suction of her mouth, and his toes curled as she reached down to cup his balls and roll them gently. “Fuck. I love your mouth, kitten,” he gasped. “So fucking good. Makes me want to come down your pretty throat.” She looked up at him, blue eyes flashing with desire as she began to work him faster in and out of her mouth. He clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth to keep himself from coming.

He knew better than to give in, and pulled her back and up to her feet. She glared at him, but he spun her around and bent her over the desk. “Don’t move,” he ordered, giving her a sharp slap on her ass before he turned and found his pants, rooting through them to try and find a condom. “Shit,” he hissed when he realized his pockets were empty.

“Let me guess, no condom?” Glitch asked drily.

“Nope,” he growled, irritated at himself. When he looked back at her, seeing her bent over his desk that way, ass out, legs spread so he could see all of her, he cursed himself again, gripping his cock as it throbbed. Damn, he needed to be inside her, he thought desperately.

She looked over her shoulder at him, taking him in. “Check my desk drawer,” she ordered.

He turned and did as she asked, and let out a grunt when he saw two condoms there. “Do I want to know why these are in here?” he asked tightly, ripping one open and sheathing himself. He turned and stalked back toward her.

She gave him a slow, smug smile, and said huskily, “Probably because I was planning on seducing someo…” Cutting off with a sharp hiss as he grabbed her hip, slapped her ass, and made quick work of bending his knees to thrust inside her. She huffed out a laugh as she moved back to meet his thrusts. “Oooh, someone has something to prove, does he?” she taunted.

He moved fast and fierce inside her, jealousy and anger driving him to remind her that she didn’t need another man. No, she only needed him. And he was going to make sure she never forgot it. He’d bury himself so deep inside her that she’d never be able to not feel him. She gasped and groaned as he took her, until he gritted out, “Does this feel like something to prove to you, kitten? Because we both know you love my cock. Love what only I can give you.” He reached up to grab her hair, yanking her head back. He snarled at the way she tightened around him in response. “You feel that, kitten? The way your pussy is practically strangling my cock to keep me inside you? Do you think you’re going to find someone else to make you feel this way?”

“Fuck,” she cried as he powered harder and faster inside her. The desk shook with the force of his thrusts, and her body shuddered as she flew into orgasm. “Code,” she screamed, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk to keep herself steady as she bucked and clamped down on him like a vise. But he wasn’t done. Not by a longshot. He wanted there to be no question who was fucking her and that it washimher body craved.

Again,” he growled. She looked back at him in surprise, but the renewed desire in her eyes told him all he needed to know. So he set to work. By the time he was ready to let himself come, they destroyed the room. Things were shoved off all the desk surfaces, the chairs toppled over, and one of his screens had fallen off the wall when he fucked her hard against it. Which resulted in him moving them to the floor in the middle of the room.

He lowered them both to the floor, setting her on her knees in front of him, her back to his chest as he powered into her, his balls tight to his body and his cock so hard it was bordering on pain. Their bodies were slick with sweat, but he didn’t care. She was leaning back into him, her arm around his neck as she gasped for breath and gave sharp cries as he rubbed her clit. “One more, kitten,” he gritted out. “Just one more.”

“Oh fuck, I don’t think I can,” she cried desperately. But even as she said the words, her body was already trembling and shuddering toward another release. With every last ounce of strength he had, he powered inside her, hitting her G-spot and sending her hurtling into one more orgasm. She screamed his name, and he finally,finally, allowed himself to come. It was a rush like he never felt before, and he snarled her name, his teeth latching on to her shoulder as he emptied inside her. The sting of his bite prolonged her orgasm, and had him seeing stars.

They collapsed to the floor, with him lying half on top of her, chest heaving as he tried to draw in air. Glitch was gasping as well, spread out on the cool floor and unmoving except for the occasional shudder. His heart pounded so hard in his chest and ears, it was the only reason he was sure that he wasn’t dead. God, he had never come that hard in his life.

With Herculean effort, he lifted his head and looked around the office. He almost laughed when he realized the state that it was in. They had destroyed the room. Things were shoved off all the desk surfaces, the chairs were toppled over, and one of his screens had fallen off the wall when he had fucked her hard against it. He was pretty sure it was shattered. He couldn’t find it in him to be all that pissed about it though, considering what they had just done. Instead, he leaned his head back down and rasped in Glitch’s ear, “You owe me a new monitor, kitten. Hell, you might owe me a whole new office.”

“Sure, whatever you want,” she mumbled, not even bothering to look. “I think you killed me, so you can just take whatever you need out of my estate.”

He chuckled. God, this woman really was such a smartass. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he replied, before easing out of her and pulling off the condom, tossing it in the garbage under his desk. Then he rolled back over and pulled her into him.

As soon as their bodies touched she lifted her head and hit him with a narrowed-eyed warning glare. “Do not even think about it,” she warned him. “I think you broke my vagina, and if you try and go near it again before I say so, I’ll find something dull and rusty to cut off your dick with.”

He stared at her. “Anyone ever tell you that your violent streak is concerning?” he asked drily. “Maybe I just want to hold you.”

She didn’t lighten up at all. Instead she retorted, “Men only think with their dicks. The moment you get your second wind, you’ll be raring to go. So keep that thing the hell under wraps or we’re going to have a problem.”

Before he could retort, the door flew open and both of them froze. “Oh shit,” he heard Jax bark out in laughter.

Code quickly rolled Glitch so that she was facing him and pressed tight against his body so Jax didn’t get an eyeful. Glitch snickered against his chest. “Get the fuck out,” he barked at his brother. Though if he wasn’t mistaken, Ink and Ice were right behind him, and they were all wearing identical shit eating grins.

“Sure thing, brother,” Jax said, slowly backing out. “Let us know if you need any help righting this place.”

“Maybe we should check that she’s not holding him against his will,” Ink suggested. “Brother, blink twice if you need rescued.”

“Blink three times if she’s holding a knife to your balls,” Ice added, amusement in his voice.

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