Kieran held her tight. His grip on her hips was bruising as he pulled her flush against him, his cock thick and heavy against her stomach.
Autumn's lips were still swollen from his kisses, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax. But the hunger in his eyes told her he was far from done.
"You wanted to please me, little thief?" His voice was rough, dark with need. "Then get on your fucking knees."
A thrilling shiver ran down her spine at the command, and she did not waste a single second…like something she was waiting for…was she?
Sliding off the desk, she dropped to the floor between his legs, her fingers curling around the base of his cock. He was already leaking for her, the tip glistening where she had touched and caressed him, and now she could not resist licking a slow stripe up the length, savoring the taste of him…salt and musk and pure, unadulterated Kieran.
"Fuck," he hissed, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Look at me while you do it."
