Page 86 of Dark OZ

Danny’s gaze raked over me. He lifted his chin. “Come here.”

I stopped. “You can’t just command me.”

“Fine, then I’m coming to you.” It only took three long steps before he dominated the space around me. With one long finger, he traced the collar of my blouse. “I love this look on you.”

“You should.” I ran my hands over the shimmery emerald skirt. “You spent a small fortune on it.”

He grabbed my hips and pushed me backwards, until I was pressed against the cool metal wall.

“Danny, this isn’t-” He cut me off with a bruising kiss, one that sucked me down and demanded I submit to it.

“We’re alone. Sealed in this room. There are no cameras. No-one’s listening in. And you’re dressed like that.” He slowly began pulling the hem of my skirt upward.

“Danny!” I said more firmly, pushing against his chest. He didn’t budge. Instead, he pressed closer and began slowly devouring the skin beneath the exposed neckline. “We probably only have minutes before the box arrives.”

“You’d be surprised what I can accomplish in only a couple of minutes. I do my best work under pressure.” With my skirt bunched around my hips, his rough palms slid up my thighs and hoisted me into the air. “I’m going to make you come, Firecracker. Stop questioning it. I’ll even let you pick. I can fuck you right here, against this wall, and you’ll be screaming on my cock within a minute. Or I can lay you out on that table and lick you until your vision turns white.”

His hand found my center and rubbed hard against the lacy fabric. I had to bite my lip to stop the whimper that wanted to slip free.

“Tick-tock, Thea.”

My heart skipped, hearing him say my name. He hadn’t called me Dorothy since my confession, but this was the first time he’d ever used Thea. The easy way he dropped it was like loosing catnip into the air. I grabbed the back of his head and began kissing him savagely.

Danny pulled my underwear to the side and pushed two fingers directly into me. The cry I’d bit back sprang loose. Suddenly, I wasn’t caring about any of it. The Wizard, the key, the security team waiting to take us down, none of it. The building could be collapsing around us, and I’d still be thinking of only one thing.

“Your cock, I choose your cock.”

Danny laughed. The sound was dark and delicious. “Maybe I shouldn’t, we—”

“Shut up and fuck me. Hard. Right now.” I tightened my legs around his waist, eager to feel him stretching me wide.

He smiled against my lips and pulled his dick free from the waist of his pants. I felt that first brush of his head press against me, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I leveraged my body as much as I could to rock my hips down but barely forced more than an inch forward.

“Tell me something, Princess.” He rocked more, sinking another inch before pulling back out.

I whimpered his name in warning, as much as anyone could make any demands while their voice shook.

“Who’s larger, me or Crowe?” Danny pushed further, rotating his hips to drag the head of his dick against that one magical point that always drove me wild. Then infuriatingly, he withdrew, rubbing against my clit. The arrogant prick.

“Seriously?” I grabbed his hair and pulled his face away from my neck. “You’re looking for an ego boost while half sunk inside me. Like you don’t know.”

The grin he flashed me was all wicked, power-hungry glee. He already knew the answer. Both boys were gifted in the dick department, but Danny had a solid half-inch on Crowe. He just wanted to torture me into telling him.

“You, Danny, you’re larger. Thicker, longer, you’ve got an all-around beautiful cock. Now, will you please fuck me with it and stop being a clit tease.”

“I fucking love when you get demanding.”

I lashed out, smacking his chest, but Danny was already thrusting up with unyielding force and claiming my mouth in a bruising kiss. Despite what I’d said, he felt fuller and deeper than I remembered. Our kiss parted on a combined moan of pleasure.

His head dropped to my neck. “You feel— Fuck, the things I would do to you if we had more time.”

Like those words had jinxed the entire debauched moment of passion, a buzzer beeped on the far wall. A panel slid aside, revealing a metal-hinged door several feet wide.

“Hold on to me.” Before I could protest, an unhinged version of Danny let loose. My entire body slammed into the unyielding stone wall. The impact ripped a scream from my throat, and my vision flared with streaks of white. The pain and pleasure spun together, leaving me senseless. It took an embarrassingly short amount of time before lightning was rocketing up my spine and burning low in my belly.

Before I could come against the wall as he promised, Danny dropped me to the ground and flipped me around. With a hard hand at the back of my neck, he shoved me over the table and thrust back inside. Using the grip on my neck to keep me pinned flat, the cold of the metal table bled through my thin blouse and lace bra, making the ache in my breasts more pronounced.

Each thrust grew longer and harder. His cock strained against my inner walls, our high angle making me take him deeper than when I’d been straddling him. My climax mounted just as I felt it unfurling and making my skin hum with heat, Danny’s hand cracked down hard on my ass.

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