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I ignored her and moved closer, leaning over her desk to see what she was writing. She caught my eye and slammed a hand down over the papers, moving them closer to her.

I lifted a brow and grinned. “I’m bored.”

She glared at me from under thick eyelashes. “And what does that have to do with me?”

“Do you want to make me less bored?”

A slight flush bloomed on her ivory cheeks. “No,” she said, standing up and glancing toward the door.

“I already shut—”

Elianna’s mouth slammed against mine. I caught her small form and lifted her, pressing her flush against me. Her lips parted on a gasp, and my tongue claimed her mouth. I tangled my fingers into her silky hair and tipped her head, holding her at the perfect angle to deepen the kiss. Her hands slid beneath my shirt, roaming over my skin and teasing at the waistband of my pants. I shivered and bit her lower lip when she ripped the buttons open and slipped her hand inside. She pulled my cock out with practiced ease, her grip rough as she stroked me, forcing a groan from my throat. Her lips left mine, her breath hot as she kissed down the column of my throat. I tipped my head back, giving her access. Her hands pumped faster, nipping and biting at my chest and lower.

“Fuck, Elli!” I hissed as her mouth wrapped around my cock. Her tongue scraped over the head and slid lower, sliding over the piercing along the underside. I gripped the side of her desk with one hand, the other cupping her head. Every pull, every tug, sent wave after wave of pleasure through my body. Elianna may be a self-righteous bitch, but she could suck cock like a goddess when she wanted to.

My stomach clenched, and I fisted her hair as she damn near swallowed me whole. She sucked, her cheeks hollowing out as she moaned, her soft, lush lips stretched tight around my shaft. Her eyes flicked up as I forced my cock in further, hitting the back of her throat. I looked down at her, even as my mind whispered and dreamed of another. The thought alone almost had me spilling down her throat. She made a soft noise of protest as I pulled back, my cock leaving her mouth with a pop.

I grabbed her by the waist and spun, slamming her onto the desk.

I gripped her knees, pushing her legs wide. The edge of her council robes parted, revealing her pale, toned thighs. I pulled her ass to the edge of the desk and sank to my knees.

“It’s so much easier when you wear the robes,” I murmured, running a single finger up and down her center, teasing her.

“Be quiet.” She groaned.

“Naughty, counselor, not wearing anything underneath your robes. Tsk, tsk.”

Her cheeks turned pink as she glared down at me. “I hate you.”

I chuckled and covered her sex with my mouth. I laid my tongue flat against her slit and lapped up to her clit in one long, slow stroke before slipping a single finger into her. Her back arched, and she writhed as I licked and sucked at the small sensitive bundle of nerves again before adding another finger. She gasped and jerked, pulling her knees higher and grabbing her breast. Her eyes closed so tight her brows almost connected as she chased her pleasure. I wondered who she imagined every time we indulged in our little trysts like this. Both of us knew we only used the other.

My tongue lapped at her clit, flicking the way she liked. Elianna’s hands clasped my hair, pulling me against her. I groaned at the taste of her pleasure. She may be a calculating bitch, but her pussy was damn near divine.

“Oh, my—” She gasped and ripped at my hair. “Yes!”

I yanked my face from between her legs and ripped the fabric from her breasts. My mouth clamped on one tight nipple, sucking and biting before releasing it, leaving it a darker shade of pink as my fingers continued to pump inside her. She moaned as I reclaimed her mouth, clawing at my shoulders.

I pulled away long enough to unfasten and push my pants down a bit more. I gripped my cock, placing it where my fingers had been mere seconds ago, and thrust deep. Elianna screamed, and her eyes went wide. Her grip on my shirt tightened, and I heard the fabric rip.

“This means nothing,” she said on a low moan.

“Obviously.”

I groaned as she lifted her hips, meeting my second thrust and allowing my cock to sink deeper. Her pussy gripped me so hard I nipped at her neck and chin. My hand cupping her jaw painfully tight, I thrust forward. The desk, even embedded into the floor, groaned from the force.

Don’t think about him.

Don’t think about him.

Don’t think about him.

He’s probably doing the same exact thing.

Just forget.

She clawed at my arms and shoulders. Papers flew, and the desk creaked as I fucked her into it.

“I hate you,” she gasped and moaned, squeezing around me. “But you feel so good.”

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