Chapter 4

No Going Back

Damien didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He spun me around, bending me over the nearest desk with one rough push. My palms slapped against the cool wood as he shoved my skirt up to my waist and yanked my panties down my thighs.

“Damien…” I started, but he kicked my legs wider.

“Shut up and take it,” he growled, lining up the thick head of his cock against my dripping entrance. “This is what you wanted. What we both wanted.”

He thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal stroke. I moaned loudly, the sound tearing from my throat...