CHAPTER 3
LUCIEN
She panted, going limp against me.
She was still on my lap, trembling, soaked, limp against my chest. My c**k throbbed inside her, still hard, still hungry. I wasn’t done.
Not even close.
I gripped her hips tighter, dragged her up, and she gasped as I slid out of her. Her body clenched like she didn’t want to let me go.
“Lucien—” she panted.
“Shut up.”
I stood up. Flipped her over the desk again. Face down. Ass up.
“Hands flat,” I ordered. “Don’t move.”
She obeyed instantly, chest pressed to the cold wood, arms trembling.
I lined myself up and shoved back in.
Hard.
She screamed.
“Lucien—god—”
I grabbed her hair, pulled her head up as I drove into her over and over.
“Too much?” I hissed.
“No! Don’t stop!”
“Good girl.”
The sound of my hips slapping her ech
