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"Marcus, I—" she starts, but there are words inside me that won’t be interrupted; emotions I can’t hold back.

"Just let me finish," I say, my voice cracking as I force out the words. She doesn’t get it, she doesn’t understand the people—the actual people—that the people she works for are so heartlessly destroying. "Growing up, my father and mother were both abusive. They’re the reason I was always out of the house, always getting into trouble. Because I didn’t want to go home. I’d do anything not to be in my own home. How sick is that? A kid afraid of the place where he’s supposed to feel most safe? But my grandmother… She was always nice to me. Sometimes, I’d ride my bike all the way to her house, even though she lived on the other side of town. She died before I turned five, but I still remember her kindness. The way she smiled at me, the way she’d always make sure I was fed, the way she always made me feel safe and loved. That’s all I needed, and the only person who gave it to me, who didn’t make me afraid, who didn’t make me feel worthless, was my grandma. Eileen and her family, they remind me of that. Helping her, I feel like I can finally thank my grandmother for everything she did for me.”

She comes closer. Her hand rests on my arm, her touch a cooling fire; her eyes bore into mine, tender, caring, comforting.

"Marcus," she whispers, her body trembling against mine. “Let’s talk about this…”

"Shut up. I’m through with talking." I press my lips against hers in a searing, desperate kiss, drowning out the pain and doubts that threaten to tear me apart.

She resists at first but then finally gives in, grabbing my back, pulling me into her, her tongue seeking mine, desperate.

"Marcus," she gasps when we break apart, her chest heaving. "What are we doing?"

"Something we shouldn't," I say, my voice hoarse with need. "But I can't stop myself, Lia."

"Neither can I."

My lips devour her. My hands grip her, push her back against her desk.

"Are we really doing this?" Lia gasps between kisses that set my skin on fire.

"Doing this? No," I reply, my voice enflamed with desire. With a sweeping gesture, I clear her desk, sending papers and office supplies crashing to the floor. I lift Lia effortlessly and set her down on the now-empty surface. "We're doing so much more."

Chapter Fourteen

Amelia

The moment Marcus lifts me up, there's no turning back. He sets me on my desk, his kisses desperate and hungry as he devours my lips. His hands roam every inch of my body, igniting a fire that scorches my resistance to ash.

"Marcus," I gasp between kisses, my fingers gripping at his t-shirt, feeling the hard muscles of his chest beneath the fabric. Yet it isn't enough; I need more. “This is wrong. So wrong.”

"Tell me to stop, Lia," he growls against my mouth, his breath hot and heavy. But I can't. My body craves his touch, betraying all rational thought. “Tell me to stop and I will. But I know you want this.”

Our mouths collide again, our tongues dancing a reckless tango. My hands find their way beneath his t-shirt, tracing the lines of his muscular chest—the same chest that speaks of danger, loyalty, and a life so different from mine.

As we kiss, my hands slip lower, finding their way to his jeans where his cock strains against the denim. The desire to touch him, to make him lose control, is overwhelming. I massage him through the material, eliciting a deep moan from his lips that sends shivers down my spine.

"God, don't stop," he begs, his voice ragged and raw. It sets my blood ablaze with a surge of powerful desire.

"Tell me what you want," I whisper, teasingly slowing my movements on his throbbing erection. “Tell me, and I’ll give it to you. Anything.”

"More, Lia. Fuck, I need more," he pants, his desperation only fueling my own lustful desires. “I need all of you. Right here, right now.”

“Sit down," I command, my voice husky with desire.

Marcus obeys without hesitation, settling into my office chair. The sight of him—strong, commanding, and vulnerable all at once—sends shivers racing down my spine.

"Let me comfort you," I whisper, unbuckling his belt and removing his jeans and underwear. I can't help but marvel at the strength he exudes. That, and how wet just looking at his thick cock makes me. "You look so powerful like this... it feels good to be on my knees for you. Let me give you everything."

Marcus's eyes darken with lust, urging me on. My heart races as I take him in my hand, teasing him with feather-light touches that make him shudder. I revel in his reactions—each moan, each shiver, each shake—as if they're my own. Then I tease the tip with my tongue. A slow lick that runs from base to tip, swirling around the head of his cock, tasting the precum, relishing the sound of his fervent moans. Every moan that escapes his lips feels like a victory. My desire to make him lose control consumes me, and I take him fully into my mouth, sucking him with eager abandon.

"Shit, Lia... just like that," he groans, gripping the armrests of the chair so tightly his knuckles turn white. It's intoxicating, the power I have over him in this moment; my enemy is like putty in my hands… or a thick cock in the back of my throat.

"Tell me how much you want me," I murmur between strokes, my eyes never leaving his as I continue my relentless assault on his senses.

"Fuck, I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone," he confesses, his breath hitching as I swallow his full length down my throat and gently tease his balls with my fingertips. "More than when I saw you the first time, and that first time, fuck, you were so fucking hot, you made every other woman I’ve been with seem like nothing. I can’t stop thinking about it, about how bad I want it, want you… Oh, fuck… Please don't stop, Lia."

"Never," I murmur, sucking harder, my cheeks burning with his compliment,and therest of me determined to give him what he craves. I lose myself in the act, drowning in the taste of him, the feel of his cock sliding against my tongue, filling my throat, the raw, primal hunger igniting every nerve. “I’m going to swallow your cock.”

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