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No matter how badly I wanted to.
“Then we need to make sure you’re ready.”
Even as he presses me down onto the desk and drops to his knees behind me, I don’t know what he means. I’m naked from the waist down and bent over a desk. How much more ready could a girl be?
Then Arsen presses a kiss between my legs.
I jolt, too surprised to even make a noise. That quickly changes when his kiss becomes a long, stroking lick, and I let out a pitiful cry. “Wh-wh—Fuck—What are you doing?”
“I told you,” he growls, his breath hot against my skin. “We have a higher chance of success if you’re enjoying yourself.”
Before I can tell him that I might not be enjoying myself—I mean, between the racing heart, the shakes, and the foggy head, I might actually be dying, for all we know—he presses his tongue inside of me.
And I moan.
Like,moan.
I’ve never been very vocal during sex, and the sad state of my living situation means I’d sooner hurl myself from the fire escape than have my mom know what is happening behind closed doors.
But you couldn’t muzzle me with a steel freaking cage right now.
I grip the edge of Arsen’s desk and cry out again and again as he eats me out like I’m his last meal. Several of his files flutter to the floor as he tastes and teases me. Our contract might even be amongst them.
Not that it matters now. What he’s doing between my legs feels far more official than scribbling my name at the bottom of a page.
The pressure building at my core releases all at once, and I melt with it. I go limp against his desk while wave after wave rocks through me.
I come back to consciousness an eternity later, panting with my tongue lolling between my lips as feeling slowly returns to my lower half.
I almost forget Arsen is here at all until I hear a zipper.
“I’ll go slowly,” he assures me, stroking himself along my skin in a way that has me trembling all over again.
He did all of that without even being inside of me.
How am I going to survive the next part?
There isn’t time to consider my options before he grips my hips and lines himself up with my opening. Slowly,so slowly, he fills me, and I can’t see. Can’t breathe.
A gasp is caught in my throat as I stretch around him.
And stretch.
And stretch.
It’s too much, but then why am I pushing back against him? Why am I moving into him, craving more intimacy, more heat, more ofhim?
Business. This is business.
Then Arsen pushes into me to the very hilt, and holy hell, this is—something.They haven’t invented the right word for it yet.
I don’t even realize I’m screaming until his hand clamps down over my mouth. “Quiet down,roza. We don’t want the whole company knowing what we’re doing, do we?”
The appropriate answer would be,No, of course we don’t.
The accurate answer is,I don’t give a damn right now.
He takes me in long, smooth strokes. He’s being gentle like he promised, but the foundations of my world are still shattered.
