Page 56 of Until She's Mine
I shift my knees apart, my breath hitching as I feel the cool air against my exposed skin. Lucian steps closer, pressing his body against mine, until I can feel the hard length of him through his trousers.
“Good girl. You’re so perfect like this—spread out for me, ready to take what I give you.”
My fingers grip the edge of the desk as I feel him press against me. The tip of his cock teases my entrance, and I arch my back, desperate for more.
“Ride me,” he says.
He doesn’t need to ask twice. I hold onto the table in front of me as I lower myself onto his huge cock, inch by agonizing inch. The stretch is exquisite, my body clenching around him as he fills me completely. With his hands on my waist, he guides me, controlling the pace as I sink down until I’m fully seated on him.
“You’re so tight, Evelyn.” His fingers dig into my skin, holding me in place as I adjust to the feel of him. “So wet for me.”
I begin to move, rocking my hips slowly at first, savoring the sensation of him inside me. His hands tighten on my hips, urging me to go faster, harder, and I obey, my movements becoming more desperate as the pleasure builds.
“That’s it. Ride me like you mean it.”
My breath comes in shallow gasps as I move, his hands guiding me with a rhythm that’s both punishing and perfect. Wild. The desk creaks beneath us, the sound barely audible over the ragged breaths and low growls that escape his throat. My fingers scramble for purchase on the smooth surface, but there’s nothing to hold onto except the edge of the glass, slick with my sweat.
“Look at you. Taking me so well, love.”
Lucian thrusts up into me, hitting that spot deep inside that makes my vision blur. The pleasure is overwhelming, a relentless wave that threatens to drown me. My nails dig into the desk, leaving faint scratches on the polished surface as I try to ground myself.
“Lucian.” I teeter on the edge. “I’m close.”
“Good.” Lucian drives into me harder, faster. “Come for me. Let go.”
His words are all it takes to push me over. A cry tears from my throat as I shatter around him, my body convulsing with the force of my release. Waves of pleasure crash over me, leaving me trembling and gasping for air. Lucian’s grip on my hips is tight as he continues to thrust into me, his movements growing more erratic as he chases his release.
“Fuck.” His fingers dig into my flesh, and he buries himself deep inside me one last time. I feel him pulse within me, hot and sudden, and I can’t help but moan softly at the sensation.
For a moment, we stay like that, our bodies pressed together, our breaths mingling in the quiet of the office.
I turn my face, and our lips brush. His hand cups the back of my neck and nips my lower lip before sucking on my tongue. Our kiss deepens, and we slowly melt back into one another.
When we finally pull apart, Lucian helps me up and brings me to his private bathroom. His hands are gentle as he wipes the damp cloth over my skin. The cool water soothes the heat still lingering on my body, and I lean into him, my head resting against his chest. His heartbeat is steady beneath my ear, a comforting rhythm that grounds me.
After another five minutes of lazy kisses and whispered promises, I smooth down my dress and step back.
“Now, I should get back to work before I get fired,” I say, before remembering his morning confrontation. “How was the meeting with your father and Tobias?”
Lucian’s expression darkens, a flicker of tension tightening his jaw. He leans against the bathroom counter. “Predictable. Tobias tried to play the victim, and our father lectured me about the family name. But it’s handled.”
“And you? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, Evelyn. This isn’t the first time I’ve had to deal with their disapproval, and it won’t be the last.” His voice drops lower, almost a whisper. “As long as I have you, none of it matters.”
“It’s going to be horrible, isn’t it? Wedding cancellation announcement, press, whispers at every event, constant scrutiny...”
“I’ll try to suppress the worst of it.” His lips brush against the crown of my head. “But yes, it won’t be easy. The media thrives on scandal, and Tobias is still angry, so I’ll have to have a separate conversation to make sure he doesn’t do something stupid. But I’ve already spoken to my PR team. They’re crafting a narrative that positions this as a mutual decision between you and Tobias, with no mention of us.”
“Be careful with Tobias. Don’t trust everything he says.”
“You don’t need to worry about him, Evelyn. I’ll handle it.”
I very much doubt it, but I just nod and press a kiss to his chest before stepping back. “I need to go. See you in a few hours.”
“Go before I change my mind and keep you here all afternoon.”
My legs feel unsteady beneath me, but I force myself to keep moving. As I step out into the hallway and close the door behind me, the first person I see is Tobias.
