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She melted, drowned almost into me as I swept everything from the desk in one impatient motion. Papers scattered across the floor, a pen rolled beneath the chair but I barely noticed it. Then, I took my glasses off, setting them aside, my eyes never leaving her.

“Look at me. Look at me and let me remember the first time I was allowed to ruin you and not feel guilty for wanting everything,” I whimpered pathetically against her lips as I brushed my lips against hers.

And she did.

Her hand found mine, pulling my face closer as she kissed the corner of my mouth, my cheek, the line of my jaw. Tender kisses that felt like devastation. She then rested her forehead against mine, breathing against my lips and whispered, “The stars.” I looked into her eyes and she added, “Show me the stars.”

I pulled her into an urgent kiss, not even bothering to reply. I will, I’ll show her the goddamn galaxy. Her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist, keeping me exactly where she wanted me to be. Soft lips, wet and demanding bruised my mouth. Her heels dug into my hips, her hands disappeared around my neck, my back, scratching and marking me desperately, pushing herself deeper into me.

She pulled back, breathing hard, as her hips rolled once more against me. “I–” How I love how her voice sounds when she’s frustrated. “Please, don’t make me ask you twice.”

Her fingers tightened around my shirt, soft gasps escaping her lips and I couldn’t help but smile. “Ask me once, then.”

She stared at me for a second, then whispered almost angrily, “Touch me. Touch me and touch me brutally. I need you, Damien.”

My hand slipped around the back of her thigh as I tugged her toward me in one quick movement, then lifted her leg higher. Then I kissed her again, nodding and grinning against her soft lips.

I caught her hand, placing it on my erection as our fingers interlocked on it and whispered, “I need you too.”

Her lips found mine again, fingers moving to unzip my pants, and when I felt her delicate touch on my bulge. Every brush stole another breath from me. I never let anyone hear those before. But with her, with her I always felt free.

She stroked harder and my hand gripped her ass tighter instinctively, focused on the soft moan leaving her mouth.

“Was that a whimper, Professor Caldwell?” She asked, breathlessly against me.

A soft wicked smile brushed her lips and I grinned back. “Keep teasing me like that and you might hear a moan,” I whispered.

She laughed low and her strokes got harder as she demanded, “Could it be my name, then?”

I caught her mouth in a slow kiss, smiling against her parted lips. “It’s the only name I know.”

Heat built up for so long I could feel it everywhere now. It was coiling through my stomach, turning every breath into something needy. I was so close to losing myself that every instinct told me to surrender to it, but my mind said not before her.

She gave me everything she had, trusting me with every fragile part of herself and I wanted to see that same surrender in her eyes before I allowed myself mine.

Her first.

I dropped to my knees, breathing through the ache, and looked at her. She had no idea what that trust in her eyes was doing to me.

There was something torturous and cruel about how beautiful she looked under the cold light of the moon. I wanted to memorize her, the defiance in her eyes, the pain she carried even in the moment it shouldn’t exist.

Then I stepped between her knees. My hand settled against her thigh as she looked down at me. My fingers found the scars first, tracing them and pressing a kiss to each one as though I could somehow rewrite every event that had left them there.

“Hold onto me, Mireya.”

Before she could say anything else I pulled her closer, burying my face between her thighs. Her panties were pushed aside and my mouth replaced the fabric. Sucking on the very throbbing and sensitive part of her. Tongue diving deeper inside her teasing every corner it could reach.

My free hand rubbed her clit as I keep fucking her with my tongue letting her shake, and suffocate me with her legs.

I never wanted to take anything from her, I wanted to give her everything and more.

Her sounds changed to pants, gasps as if oxygen never reached her lungs. She was losing herself in pleasure and all I could do was go faster and harder.

Her fingers tightened on my hair, pushing me even closer and deeper than I could be and I looked up, staring at the very reason my heart pulsed under my chest.

“Let me hear you,” I whispered against her thigh. “Be loud, no one is going to ruin this.”

I kept going, until my name fell down her lips in a soft breath, as I licked her wetness slowly.