Page 204 of Fighting Chance

“Don’t stop,” I pant.

“I wouldn’t fucking dream of ever stopping.” Kieran keeps up his relentless pace, adding the swipe of his thumb along my clit, and the combination of it makes me frenzied with need.

Fisting his hair, I pull him down to me, moaning into his mouth as he grunts, his hips slapping against mine.

“Someone’s going to find us if you keep screaming.”

My core spasms.

“You want that though, don’t you, baby? You want someone to open the door and see me bent over fucking you into oblivion. You want them to hear your little whimpers and moans as I fuck you.”

“Oh god, Kieran,” I pant, the desk screeching beneath me.

He uses a free hand to rip the corset down, just enough to make my breast spill free. The air that rushes for my pebbled nipples is so electric my back arches, begging for him. He willingly complies, lowering his head and taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking—hard.

I scream so loud my voice cracks.

“You’re begging to be caught.”

Kieran takes his thumb off my clit and I’m about to protest but the wicked glint in his eyes makes me pause. Smirking down at me Kieran keeps up his thrust as he drawls, “Be a good girl and scream my name while you come around my cock.”

He then sucks a nipple into his mouth again right as he bringshis fingers back to my clit and pinches. Fireworks explode behind my eyes and I do just as he demanded of me. I scream his name as I come.

“Kieran!”

He goes still above me as my core pulses around his cock, his body tensing as he captures my lips, groaning so deep and long into my mouth I know he’s coming. It’s only confirmed by the liquid heat that enters me.

“Layla,” he moans against my lips, and it’s music to my ears.

I’m not sure how long we stay like that for, Kieran kissing me slowly and whispering my name as if he can’t imagine that this is reality, but it feels like eternity. Yet I know it couldn’t be longer than ten minutes before he starts to slowly pull out of me.

It leaves me feeling hollow and empty, making me want to beg him to come back.

But as he looks down at me, I can’t help but smile. “That was…”

“Everything,” he whispers.

Chapter 45

Layla

LAYLA

sorry B! We got lost

Kieran wants to go back home to Emmy, so we’ll see you this weekend!

BELLA

did you make out in a haunted house?

please tell me you did

I won’t stop texting until you tell me

LAYLA

HELLOOO