Page 62 of Bria and the Tiger

“So good,” she groaned. She leaned forward and licked at the puncture wounds as he pulled the clip out of her hair and dropped it to the floor. He wrapped her hair in one big fist and tugged firmly.

“Again?”

“Yes, please,” she moaned. “Again, and again, and again.”

He lifted her without pulling out and she hooked her legs around his hips as he carried her toward his desk.

“You’re so damn strong.” Her voice was thick with desire and he grunted when she bit him on the shoulder.

“Gentle, Bria.”

She licked the bleeding bite mark. “I’m sorry.”

He set her on the desk and pushed her back until she was resting on her elbows. He stared at where they were connected and she mewled with need.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you on my desk since the day you started working for me,” he confessed.

“Then fuck me,” she snarled.

He grinned and wrapped one large hand around the back of her neck. He pulled her into a sitting position as he pumped back and forth and kissed her hard. She returned his kisses frantically, gasping and moaning into his mouth as he thrust into her wet, tight pussy.

“You’re allowed to come twice more and then we need to leave. We can’t run the risk of someone catching us.”

“No,” she whined. Embarrassed but unable to stop, she clutched at his thick neck. “No, I – I can’t go through this alone. Please don’t make me.”

“I won’t, but we can’t stay at the office. We’ll go back to my place, all right?”

She nodded and then moaned when he started to fuck her with hard, impatient strokes. She was on the verge of another orgasm when he stopped. She hissed in anger and he flinched when she bit his chest. His hand tightened in her hair and he pulled her head away.

She licked his blood from her lips and growled at him. “Don’t stop!”

“Why did you say no to Lincoln?”

She thrust her hips against him and he pushed her back onto his desk, pinning her smaller body down with his large one and capturing her wrists before she could claw his back.

“Please fuck me, Jace.” Her anger turned to pleading.

“I will, baby. But first you have to tell me why you refused Lincoln.” He moved his pelvis lightly, just enough to make her purr, and then stopped.

“Fuck me!” She dug her heels into his lower back. “You fuck me right now, Jace!”

“Soon,” he said.

She writhed against him, trying to force him to move before finally snapping, “I don’t want Lincoln, I want you!”

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Jace’s tiger roared happily when Bria admitted she didn’t want Lincoln. He pressed a kiss against her mouth. “I want you too.”

He released her wrists and propped himself up above her. He fucked her roughly, not caring when his coffee mug slid off the desk and shattered on the floor. She was making desperate cries of need, and he growled and arched his back when her claws tore into the smooth skin of his back.

She came all over his thick cock and it took all of his willpower to not come deep inside of her when her pussy squeezed around him. He was determined to make a better impression this time so that she would be ready and needy for him every time she was in heat. But fuck, it had never been this difficult to hold back his own orgasm before.

He pulled out of her and flipped her to her stomach on the desk, shoving her legs apart and lifting her hips before sliding his cock deep into her warmth. She arched her back and he pressed his hand against the back of her neck, pinning her upper body to the desk as he thrust back and forth. Her nails tore deep grooves into his desk as she panted and thrust her ass against his pelvis.

When she came for the second time, screaming his name and shuddering around him, he hurriedly pulled out of her before he could give in to his own pulsing need to come. He backed away as she shoved herself up from the desk and grinned wickedly. “I want more.”

“I said two, Bria. Now we need to go.”

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