He moved his finger from my entrance to my clit, and a deep ache formed at my center, begging to be filled with something to come undone around.
I needed his dick and I wasn’t above begging for it.
“Kier,” I moaned. He circled my clit injustthe right way.
“And where was my distraction when I needed to forgetyou, Indie?” he asked, bringing me to the edge of oblivion and shoving me over.
My entire body went taut then limp in the span of a few seconds that felt like an eternity in my mind. My vision darkened around the edges as I came harder than I’d ever been able to accomplish on my own.
Once my soul re-entered my body, I found Kiernan standing between my thighs again. I fumbled with his pants, his lips desperate against mine again as I wrapped my fingers around his thick cock.
His hips jerked. “We probably shouldn’t,” he said, his breathing labored as he seemed to realize where we were.
I pumped his length, unrelenting as I said, “Yeah. Probably not.”
He pulled my hand away, bringing my fingers to his lips. He kissed the tips of them as he gripped his length and nudged at my entrance.
“Very unprofessional,” he said, now angling my hips.
“It’s inappropriate, really,” I teased, and he shoved into me, the thickness of him stealing my breath.
I clenched around him, his deep chuckle cutting off at the feel of me. His hips canted once, and then he was pounding me relentlessly as if he couldn’t control himself any longer.
He was wild—erratic—and I gripped his forearms in a way I hoped would leave bruises behind. Not only did I want him to leave his mark on me, I wanted to leave mine on him.
He was gorgeous, his face cut from stone—the way it twisted in pleasure as he came inside me.
Nothing had ever felt so right as our bodies coming together, and he looked at me in awe as if maybe he felt it too.
Maybe it was that I’d never come with anyone before that made it feel so special, but that thought didn’t quite fit the emotion I felt just right either.
It was something else entirely. Something I was afraid to name.
I waited for him to pull out of me, but he didn’t seem eager to do so as he pressed his lips to mine. It was soft. Reverent.
My heart pinched.
Then my pussy clenched for a whole different reason when Amelia rapped at the door.
We both stilled, his lips still on mine as she said from the other side of the door, “Sorry to interrupt your... uh... meeting, but you have an urgent call that needs to be taken.”
Her interruption was like a bucket of ice water being poured over us.
“We’ll be finishing up in just a few minutes,” he called back, and I wondered if she knew exactly how this meeting had gone.
I pictured her face twisted in abject horror as she padded back off to her desk which was definitely within hearing distance of all we’d just done.
I cringed and prepared to slide off the desk as Kiernan righted his pants.
His hands snapped to my hips, stopping me from doing so as he dropped to his knees again. “As much as I’d love to see you walk out of here with my cum dripping down your thighs, it would be so very unprofessional of me if I didn’t at least clean you up.”
My eyes widened at his meaning.
“I told her we’d be a few more minutes. Now lean back.”
KIERNAN
If I’d known that dicking her down would have made Indie clingy as fuck, I would have tried a lot harder a lot sooner to break down those walls she’d had so firmly in place.
