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“Yes…” I shudder as she pushes her ass back into the cradle of my hips. “So don’t start now.”

“You’re mine now, little menace. I’ll have you any way I want.” I release her hair and flip her around to face me before hooking my arms behind her legs to pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I carry her to the desk, stepping over our discarded clothes on the ground. I set her on the edge and dive between her thighs, going right back to hungrily sucking and licking her pussy.

“Oh, god…” She laces her legs over my shoulder and locks her ankles. One hand goes to the desk to support her while the other goes to the top of my head. She feverishly claws at my hair, but it’s too short to grasp, so she settles on pushing me tighter to her. Each quake of her thighs, each moan from her lips, each rock of her hips as she presses my mouth to her cunt makes me more and more feral. I start working on undoing my pants when I feel her clit begin to throb under my tongue.

“Shit, shit, shit,” she chants, her legs clamping down on either side of my head. “Oh fuck, Ro—” She cries as she comes on my tongue, her nails scraping into my scalp and her heels digging into my back. She’s brutal. And I’m ready to give it all back to her.

I stand, kicking my pants off and fisting my dick. She looks down at my hard cock with this lust-drunk gaze. I use my other hand to hold her thigh open so I can rub the leaking tip of my cock along her swollen pussy. “You’re a fucking vision.”

I nudge the head through her glistening lips, and her hands shoot to the front of my shoulders. “Wait—wait, condom.”

I grip the back of her neck and pull her up to speak against her lips without touching them. “Are you on birth control?” She bobs her chin with a nod, mouth parted like she wants to flick out her tongue to tangle with mine. “Then no condom. I need to watch my cum drip out of you.”

She doesn’t say anything, but her breathing quickens. I search her eyes for any sign of unspoken protest.

I don’t find it. Only scorching need.

I swipe my arm across the desk behind her, knocking everything to the ground with a loud crashing sound. Hooking my arms around her legs, I tug her ass nearly off the desk. “Lay back.”

She reclines but props herself up on her elbows to watch the point where our bodies join, holding her breath as I slot myself against her entrance. I can’t take my eyes off it either as I slowly push in, savoring every inch, feeling her pussy suck me in. I exhale with a shudder as she gives a testing clench around me.

“You look so fucking good with my cock in you. Makes me want to stay here all night just like this to admire how fucking perfect you are.”

“No,” she mewls.

I slide my gaze to hers and lift a brow. “No?”

“No…Please.”

Her desperation is so fucking sweet, I can’t help myself. “Please what?”

“Please,” she whines, her forehead creasing in frustration.

“I thought you didn’t want anything from me?” I tongue the inside of my cheek with a smirk. The fire of a challenge reignites in her gaze, and I love how the flames dance in her eyes.

“I want you to fuck me until I’m coming on your cock,” she says confidently and surely. “Then I want you to turn me around, tell me to grab the desk, and fuck me from behind while you turn my ass red.” My jaw tightens at her filthy words, and my grip on her thighs turns bruising again. “I want it all, Roan.”

“Fucking menace.” I rock my hips back then slam into her, a cry of shock ripping from her throat as her back falls flat onto the desk. “You wanna be used like a whore? Fucked until you can’t walk straight?”

“Yes.” Her eyes light up. “You have permission to touch me, but fuck me like you don’t.”

Her words make the darkest part of me stir. “Give me a word to make it all stop. Give me a word, and I’ll take and take and take until you say it.”

“Serrano.”

“Serrano,” I repeat, a hint of a smile in my tone.

I slide gently halfway out, then pound back in to the hilt. “Hit the desk three times if you can’t talk.” I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze tighter and tighter with each brutal thrust of my hips. Her pussy flutters around me as I feel her pulse fight and hammer for blood flow.

“Fuck, look at you, milking my cock harder and harder the closer you get to blacking out. How about I only let go when you come?” Her brows pinch together, and her diaphragm pumps for air. It's truly a beautiful sight. The veins in her forehead become more defined as the rosary on my hand tightens around her throat.

“What do you think? Does an orgasm constitute a prayer?” She shakes her head side to side, as much as she can with my hand pinning her throat. “Don’t worry, mentirosa, I was paying attention.”

I shove two of my fingers into her mouth, which is open on a continuous, silent gasp for air, then bring them to her clit and play with it exactly like she showed me. Her head digs harder into the desk, and I know it’s not to escape my chokehold. Her pussy clenches down hard, and her back makes a beautiful arch. When she starts to pulse and flutter around my cock, I let go of her throat so I can hear her scream her release.

I fuck her through the rest of her orgasm, my strokes becoming more and more stilted the closer I get to my own. “God, Ro. You feel so good.” Her praise makes me want to draw this out longer.

I pull out, and a protest is on the tip of her tongue until I roll her onto her side. With her body on the desk, I let one of her legs drop to the floor. I move behind her and hook the other in the crook of my elbow. She offers little resistance as I hold her knee up and out. “That’s it, open up for me, little menace.”

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