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When his heavy hand came to rest on her upper back, she almost breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he began to push.
“What are—”
“Bend over,” he said, pressing harder.
“What? But we’re not having—”
“Bend over.” His voice was hard with need, the pressure of his hand greater than her strength.
She lowered herself to the desk, her heart racing and her pussy throbbing. The wood was cool against her breasts. Her legs were closed, so he couldn’t see anything, but—
He used one foot to nudge her knees apart and her heart threatened to beat its way out of her chest. Cool air kissed her sex. Kissed everything.
Her face burned. She should get up. She should call this quits. Any moment he would undo his zipper. Then she’d be trapped against a desk with an immensely powerful warlock who could do whatever he wanted to her.
She’d just started to push herself up off the desk, to fight the pressure of his hand on her back, when he dropped to his knees behind her.
What the hell?
He groaned low in his throat. “Beautiful.”
He had to be looking at her. Her cheeks burned.
She trembled uncontrollably as something brushed against her upper thigh. His cheek? She’d never felt so exposed. She strained her senses in the darkness, trying to figure out what he was doing.
She cried out when she felt the press of his lips against her upper thigh. Then higher. And higher still.
When the heat of his tongue swiped across her pussy, she almost passed out from the shock and pleasure.
So bloody sweet.
This was everything he’d waited for. Everything he’d wanted. Malcolm’s cock throbbed unbearably, desperate to break free of its confines and plunge into the tight, wet heat of Sofia’s pussy.
He licked her slick flesh again, seeking the exotic flavor. Her scent made his head spin. Bloody hell, he’d dreamed of this. He wanted to fuck her, to feel her clench around him, but he wanted this just as much. To learn every inch of her—what made her moan, what made her writhe, what made her come.
He couldn’t believe he’d lived without this for so long. That he’d let other men taste her like this, know her like this.
Though her pussy was wet and her desire scented the air, she was tense against his mouth. It wouldn’t do. He wanted her to like this as much as he did, even if he’d been a bastard about getting his way.
He ran his palms up her thighs, marveling at the smoothness of her skin. His thumbs parted her flesh and he leaned back slightly, gazing at the lovely pinkness of her.
She was slick and soft and so small he was terrified he’d hurt her. If he ever got to sink his shaft into her, he’d spend ages preparing her. He’d make her come until she was begging for his cock.
The thought made his shaft grow unbearably harder.
Sofia jerked in his hands as if she didn’t like him looking at her, but he tightened his grip, entranced by the way his big fingers pressed into her lush flesh.
“Shh,” he murmured, then pressed his mouth against her pussy, running his tongue through her folds and exploring every inch of her.
When he found her clit, she jumped. Gods, he’d never get enough of this. He licked, slowly and leisurely—getting to know her. Her moans drifted through the room, making his cock throb. He wanted more of her moans. Louder. More desperate.
Malcolm began to lick more quickly, focusing on the bundle of nerves until she pressed her hips against his face in a steady rhythm. He groaned against her, loving her greediness.
“Malcolm!” she gasped when he sucked on her clit. Her muscles tensed.
She was close.
