Page 106 of Inescapable Darkness

I jerk my chin towards the table. “Bend over.”

Her eyes narrow, but that lust burns hotter in her eyes.

“You said that I would be doing all the hard work,” I remind her. “Then that means that I will also be issuing all the orders. So…” I smirk at her and raise my eyebrows. “Bend. Over.”

A shudder rolls down her spine. With that desire swirling in her eyes, she moves so that she is standing in front of the desk’s other short side. Then she braces her forearms on the tabletop and bends over.

My heart skips a beat. Fuck, she’s gorgeous.

“Spread your legs,” I command.

She casts a look at me over her shoulder. I just arch an expectant brow. Amusement flits across her features as she turns back to face the wall, but she does spread her legs wider.

I move up behind her.

For a few seconds, I don’t do anything. Just let her stand bent over the table like that with me behind her as she waits to see what I’m going to do next.

Right when I feel she’s about to lose patience and turn around to snap at me to fuck her already, I draw my fingers up the inside of her thigh.

She sucks in a sharp breath.

I trace teasing circles over her skin, making her shift her weight and wiggle her hips as I slowly move upwards. But right before I can reach her cunt, I draw my hand back.

“What are you—”

Before she can finish speaking, I slip my hand between her hip and the edge of the table, and draw my fingers right over her clit.

Another gasp rips from her. Followed by a moan as I rub my fingers over her clit while I move up closer behind her.

“Didn’t I tell you that I was calling the shots?” I demand while I continue to tease that sensitive spot. “So stop questioning me and justfeel.”

She curls her fingers into fists on the table as another moan spills from her lips. Her hips move, and she tries to push her cunt harder against my hand.

I grab her hip, forcing her to remain in place. “What did I just say?”

Only another moan and a shudder answer me as I roll her clit between my fingers.

Her breathing grows heavier as I work her clit until she’s squirming on the desk. I smirk. I love seeing her like that. Seeing her pant and moan and squirm from all the pleasure that I can draw from her perfect body. Everything that I can make her feel.

“Rico,” she gasps out.

I know that she’s right there on the edge, but I haven’t let her fall over it yet.

“Yes, Isabella?”

A violent shudder courses through her body. It often does whenever I say her name. And I love seeingthateven more than her squirming.

Instead of replying, she just flexes her fingers on the table and drags in unsteady breaths. I keep torturing her until she tries again.

“Rico,” she repeats.

“Yes, Isabella?”

“Please,” she stammers. Her entire body is practically vibrating with pent-up need.

A dark chuckle rolls from my throat. Because I do love hearing her beg too.

I slide my hand from her clit and instead wrap it around her other hip. With a firm grip, I angle her ass upwards so that I can reach her cunt better.

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