Page 296 of Sins & Secrets

“You promise?”

And still, I double down at the thought that it’s what she needed to hear. “I promise.”

She pulls back, staring into my eyes. “You promise? Because I don’t think I can take much more of what happened today and as much as?—”

“I told you, you have my word.” With my pulse hammering, I bend to kiss her, deeply and desperately. I’ve lost the upper hand and I couldn’t care less. Her lips mold to mine, but she’s quick to break them.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers between us. Picking her ass up, I move her to the desk, her legs spread as I stand between them.

She repeats, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come in when I was?—”

“Stop,” I say and then kiss her again.

“No.” She pushes me back, breaking my hold on her and heaving in a breath. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that I want you too. I do. I do, Adrian, and I’m sor?—”

With my finger pressed against her lips, I give her the command, “I said quiet.” Heat dances along my skin. Both of us pent up, both of us suffering from the way we came to be.

Working the knot of my tie, I order her, “Lie back, with your hands by my chair.”

She doesn’t hesitate, eager to make it up to me.

My mind whirls with the implications of what’s happened in the last hour, but I can barely focus on anything other than taking back control.

“You’ll be quiet,” I tell her in a whisper, steadying my breath as I use my tie to form a handcuff knot and stalk around to the other side of the desk. Slipping both of her hands through, I tighten them and then order, “Above your head.”

She doesn’t object and although the loose end is short, I’m able to tie it to the drawer handle. Lying flat on her back across the desk, her hands above her head, she has to bend her knees so her heels balance on the edge of the desk.

“What am I going to do to you?” I round the desk, loving how she looks.

This is better. This is how she should be.

With a hand on each of her hips, I drag her so her ass is at the edge of the desk. Her gasp fuels me further. Reaching up her skirt, I bunch it and drag her panties down her ass until they’re free from her and a pile of lace on the floor.

“Spread your legs,” I command and she obeys.

I position her heels how I want them, her legs spread as wide as she can. Fucking gorgeous. Her cunt is right there for thetaking. Standing between her thighs, I unbutton her blouse one button at a time, exposing her blush-colored bra. I wish I’d taken it off before I thought to have her lie down. Her breathy pants are additive.

“This is how I want you in this office after hours.”

Dipping the cups down, I free each breast, plucking and pinching her nipples and taking my time to play with them.

“My plaything, mewling for me.”

“Adrian—”

“You’ll be silent or I’ll gag you, my little vixen. Do you understand?”

She starts to answer and thinking better of it, she swallows thickly and nods. The cords around her neck tighten, and I lean down, trailing kisses there as my hand slips to her slit.

“So fucking wet already,” I murmur against her neck. “My greedy little whore … let’s see how much you can take.” With my lips on hers, I keep her quiet as I slip two fingers inside of her, curling them and quickly finding the bundle of nerves that has her sucking in a breath and arching her neck. My thumb moves to her clit and I’m ruthless as I force the first orgasm from her. It doesn’t take long at all, her heels slipping from the edge of the desk, her muted cries of pleasure silenced as I devour her mouth with my own.

When she clenches around me, I only pause for a moment, wetting a third finger with her arousal before doing it all again. I don’t kiss her this time, I stare down at her as she closes her and her head thrashes.

“Adrian.” My name is hardly recognizable as it mixes with a tortured cry of pleasure.

Pulling my hand from her I smack her pussy, my middle finger landing directly on her clit.

Her arms pull back, the tie keeping her restrained, and her back bows as she cries out a beautiful sound of desperation.

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