Page 99 of Owned (Office Intrigue Duet 8)
“Legs around me.”
I shifted, loving how good he felt inside me as I situated my legs behind him on the bench.
“Fuck yes,” he hissed, jerking me forward, driving in deeper.
He took over for a moment, bouncing me on his lap, fucking me from underneath. Always in control. Always.
It was phenomenal, but it wasn’t enough, so I shifted, taking over once more, using my ankles on the bench to pull me forward, ease back, my fingernails digging into the thick muscles of his shoulders.
When I was winded, Talon readjusted again, putting my feet back on the floor and inching forward again.
“Fuck me,” he growled, his gray eyes blazing with a hunger I’d never witnessed before, his hands gripping my breasts firmly, plucking my nipples every so often. “Don’t stop. Fuck yourself on my cock.”
I loved the wildness I sensed in him, as though he was coming apart at the seams the same way I was. It made my belly flutter even as I coiled tightly, the impending release building until I thought I’d shatter into brilliant fragments of light.
A rumble started in his chest, the vibrations cutting through me until I couldn’t contain myself. I clenched around him, my orgasm so powerful I screamed, throwing my arms around his neck as every muscle in my body tensed.
Talon did the same, banding his arms around me as he drove up into me one final time, that rumble escaping him through clenched teeth.
And then there we were, hanging on to one another, our labored breaths loud enough to rival the sound of the rushing water still raining down around us.
Figuring he was holding on to me because I was holding on to him, I let my arms fall, intending to pull back, but Talon didn’t let go. Something warm filled my insides when he buried his face in my neck, still holding me while I slumped bonelessly against him.
I had no idea what was going on between us, but I did know it was powerful. So much so, I had to wonder whether or not we would survive this.
A few minutes passed, my heartbeat returning to a normal rhythm. When Talon’s arms loosened, I pulled back, still impaled on his cock. I realized then he was still hard, and I briefly wondered if he’d come or if it was just my imagination.
“Don’t move,” he whispered before he leaned in and kissed me. “I’m not done with you yet.”
I smiled against his mouth, but it fell away as my eyes rolled back when he began to rock his hips gently. Every nerve ending inside me came to life again.
“I’m not sure I’ll ever be done with you,” he said, his words spoken so softly they barely registered.
Content to stay right there, I rocked on top of him, the friction causing mind-numbing sensation to bloom into a delicious heat, this time building slowly, sweetly. It was an amazing feeling, being held like this, kissed like this. And while I never wanted it to stop, I felt something else, something that scared me.
If I wasn’t careful, I would fall for this man, and where would that leave me?
Talon gave me no time to ponder that when he stood, holding me to him as he barked a command for the shower to turn off, the automated system handling it for us.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, held on as he carried me out of the shower, through the bathroom, and into the bedroom. He eased me onto the bed, our bodies separating only long enough for him to move over me, his hands braced on the bed on each side of my head. He took over from there, our eyes locked as he filled me again, slowing his pace to near excruciating. My skin began to tingle, my nipples pebbling as I felt the electric current reignite, getting stronger with every passing second.
“Come for me again,” he commanded, his gray eyes dark with passion. “Let me feel you come, Braelyn.”
My name on his lips was what did me in. It solidified the connection, at least for me.
Throwing my head back, I let the waves crash through me.
This time, when he came, when he filled me so completely, it was with my name on his lips.
And my heart in the palm of his hand.
TWENTY-THREE
TALON
It would’ve been easy to shirk my responsibilities and stay in bed with Braelyn for the rest of the afternoon. Too easy.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t the sort of man who could ignore pressing matters, so I forced myself out of her bed, kissed her gently, then padded naked out of her room, leaving her soft and warm in that rumpled bed while I took a detour to grab dry clothes before returning to my office to finalize a few details and confirm the fires had been put out.
