Page 62 of Rival Desires

Like how she’d been bending over backward trying to win her dad’s approval her entire life. The disappointment she felt when her old workplace brushed off her harassment claims. The gut punch of her father’s response. How she’d moved here to start fresh, only to feel like it was all crumbling around her, just aseveryone had predicted. And then, there was her dad’s recent visit – not to cheer her on, but to convince her she’d screwed up and needed to return home to be the “good little woman” and do whatever it was she was “supposed” to do.

“What a misogynistic fucker,” I grumbled, barely containing my irritation.

She let out a strangled laugh. “He’s really not that bad, you know.”

I gently lifted her chin until we locked eyes. “Don’t you defend him,” I said, my voice hard. “Not when he didn’t even bother defending you. His own daughter.” My words surprised me with their intensity.

Her wide-eyed expression told me they surprised her, too.

“They were all wrong,” I went on, feeling an overwhelming urge to make her understand. “That sleaze who thought he could touch you without permission. Your company for not supporting you. Your father. Bennett. Nadine. Me…” I bit out the last word.

“Cory.” She placed her hand on my cheek, kneeling in front of me.

I shook my head, still gripping her arms. “I was wrong, too. I should have told Nadine she was losing the best thing that ever happened to her just because she let herself be fooled by someone who made her feel young and beautiful. That she was being a total witch for taking it out on you.”

I’m not sure how much longer I would have kept ranting if she hadn’t pressed her lips against mine, effectively shutting me up.

I don’t know how I ended up on my feet or how I pulled her up with me, but the next thing I knew, I had her on her desk,and our tongues were tangled together. I bit her bottom lip, and she let out this delicious groan as she tugged at my shirt. Reluctantly, I broke away to get rid of it, and then her shirt was off, too. I cupped her breasts over her cotton bra, feeling the hard peaks of her nipples poking through the fabric.

“I need you,” she gasped against my lips, her hands fumbling with my belt.

More clothes hit the floor, and then my palms were sliding over her hot, bare skin. I ran a hand up her spine and buried it in her hair, using it as an anchor to keep her in place as I took control of the situation. I could feel it the moment she let go and let me take care of her.

Keeping my grip on her hair, I pulled back just enough to meet her slightly dazed gaze and dropped my free hand between her legs. My cock had been rubbing against the inside of her thigh, driving me wild, but I needed to be inside her, and I could tell she needed it too.

My fingertips brushed over her damp curls before dipping inside her to find her hot, wet, and ready.

“Cory,” she groaned, her hands on my hips, her nails digging into my flesh.

“Condom?” I made it a question because I knew what I wanted. I’d pause and grab one if she said the word, but I hoped she craved the same thing I did.

“I’m clean and on the pill,” she said, her expression eager.

“Me too.” One corner of my mouth quirked up. “You know what I mean.”

She nodded. “I do.” Her eyes gleamed as she wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked me from base to tip.

My cock was throbbing, and I couldn’t hold back a moan as she guided me inside her. She was so wet and tight, and I had to take a moment to adjust before I could start thrusting. But once I did, there was no stopping me. Her nails dug into my hips as she met my every thrust with equal force, and our moans filled the room. “Fuck,” I groaned, losing myself in the feeling of her hot, slick walls around me. “You’re so fucking tight.” She gasped at my words and bucked her hips against mine, driving me deeper inside her. “Harder,” she begged, her eyes locked on mine as she pulled me down for a kiss.

Her lips parted against mine, and I slipped my tongue inside. I traced the lines of her teeth as I tangled our tongues together, both of us moaning at the intensity of the feeling. When we finally broke apart, our heavy pants filling the space between us, I ran my hands over her bare skin. It felt so soft and smooth against my palms, and I couldn’t resist the urge to lick a trail between her breasts.

The sweet taste of her skin exploded over my tongue, and I felt her body shiver beneath me.

“Oh,” she cried out as I dragged my lips up to suck on the side of her neck. “Don’t stop.”

As if I could even if I wanted to.

Her heels pressed against my ass as she wrapped her legs around me and forced me closer. The change in angle drove me crazy, and I grunted against her throat as my control started to slip. My strokes were faster now, almost frantic, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came.

“Touch yourself,” I ordered, leaning back enough to watch as her hand dipped between us, and her fingers found her clit.

Her breathing grew ragged as she rubbed herself, and I dropped one hand between her legs to push her fingers aside. I swirled my own thumb over her slick nub and felt her pussy grip me even harder than before.

“Cory,” she moaned. “I’m gonna...oh! I’m going to come!”

A low groan rumbled through my chest as I watched her eyes slide closed.

She was absolutely beautiful when she came. Her whole face relaxed as pleasure washed over her, her pussy throbbing around my cock until I couldn’t hold back another second.

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