Page 10 of Devil's Game

“You do,” I agreed, swallowing down my laughter at her enraged huff.

I relented, pulling away far enough to kneel between her legs. She loosed a surprised whimper as my fingers grasped the edges of her panties before I pulled them down her legs, making a mental note to put them in my pocket later.

“Merrick,” she protested, her fingers tenderly feathering through my hair.

“I’m going to take care of you, Giana.” I grasped her thighs, tugging her ass to the edge of the desk before I slid my hands up, kneading them into the soft curves of her ass.

A ragged cry tore through her chest as I pressed my mouth to her sweet heat and circled my tongue over her needy clit. She ground her hips against my face, and I couldn’t hold back my grin. I plunged my tongue into her core, curling it against her again and again until she was practically riding my face.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, and I dug my fingers into her hips harder, loving the cry that slipped from her lips as the hint of pain mixed with the pleasure.

Groaning, I let her arousal coat my tongue, intoxicated by her scent and taste. If she smothered me with her pussy right now, I would die a very happy man.

Her hands gripped my short locks. I held back a laugh. As if I would ever pull away now. Not when she was trembling in my hold, her body so close to coming apart, I could practically taste it.

As though the thought alone pushed her that last inch, her pussy pulsed around my tongue as she cried out, my name echoing off the walls of the small office. I worked her through her climax, only stopping when her pants turned to soft moans again.

Pulling away, I climbed to my feet as my cock throbbed. I stood over her, drinking in every inch of her bare skin as I wiped a hand over my face and used her arousal to coat my shaft, groaning as pleasure pricked at the base of my spine. “I need to be inside you now,” I growled, unable to hold myself back any longer. I reluctantly released my cock and reached for my desk drawer, about to pull out a condom, when she stopped me, her hand soft on mine.

“I have an IUD,” she breathed. “And I’m clean.”

“Me too.” I slammed my eyelids closed, groaning as she took my length in her palm, stroking her way up and down before she rubbed her thumb over the tip. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” She smiled softly and released me to prop her hands on the desk and lean back, giving me the perfect view of her delectable body. “Now, are you going to reclaim me, or—”

I was on her before she could finish her sentence.

“You were always mine,” I reminded her before my lips slammed on hers, stealing her breath as I eased my cock into her, inch by inch.

She whimpered at my thick length, and my lips twitched, loving the way she stretched for me. I let her adjust for a second, my tongue stroking hers, stoking the flames of our lust higher as anticipation vibrated between us. Tension pulsed, nearly palpable, as my body urged me on, but I wanted to make sure she was ready.

“Merrick,” she huffed in frustration, and I couldn’t keep my hold on my laughter as it spilled out.

Her protest was short-lived as I rolled my hips, and she sucked in a sharp breath, fingers digging into my back and clutching me to her.

“I was ready to kill anyone who got in my way today, little devil.” I groaned and thrust into her, building a steady momentum as her head rolled back. Ecstasy washed over me, and it took everything in me not to come apart already.

“And I would’ve killed whoever got in my way so I could get back to you.” Her eyes were hard on mine, our gazes locked in a searing promise of bloodshed, death, and love.

I hissed at her answer and gripped her ass, plunging into her soaked core harder and harder until we were both shaking, our orgasms so close, a gust of wind could’ve sent us toppling over that cliff. She wrapped her legs around me, her heels digging into me and urging me on, letting me hit the spot even deeper inside her. I eased one hand from her delicious ass and stroked my thumb over her clit, circling it in time with my thrusts until she was gasping for air, eyes dark with lust.

“Merrick.” My name escaped her lips in a desperate cry as her pussy clenched around me, squeezing me so tight, it was a miracle I held on.

I roared her name, my thrusts desperate and wild as I found my own release, pleasure exploding at the base of my spine and wrapping around me in a warm, lulling haze of bliss.

“I missed you so much, Merrick,” she breathed, her breaths coming in ragged pants, her hands desperately clutching me like she was scared I might vanish before her eyes.

“I missed you so much, it fucking hurt to breathe, Gi.” The words—thosewords—were on the tip of my tongue. It wasn’t like we hadn’t said them to each other before, but now, in the middle of heated passion, wasn’t the right time. I wanted to show her through my actions before I spoke the words again.

We stayed there for a few minutes, our breaths frantic as our hearts pounded as one. We clutched each other desperately, my arms cocooning her like I could protect her from all the evils of this world, but both of us knew that I couldn’t—not that she would let me, anyway.

Reluctantly, I pulled out of her, my lips twitching at her whimper of protest. “Trust me. I would stay inside you all fucking day if we could, but I need to get you home, so you can sleep.”

“I’m not tired,” she lied as a yawn tore from her lips. She slapped a hand over her mouth before letting it slip away and giving me a chagrined smile. “I guess I’m a little tired.”

“Yeah, you are, and I need you to get a few hours of sleep, at least before your friend gets here.”

Her eyes widened as she hopped up from the desk and reached for the door.

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