Chapter 21
"Fuck, William!" I moaned out, a bit louder than I was supposed to.
William pressed his hand against my mouth—soft laughs escaping us briefly—as he continued to thrust into me against his office desk.
His thrusts were deep and quick as I held on to his neck with one hand and the edge of the desk with the other, my knuckles stark white. Our eyes stayed on each other's as he slowed his movements, guiding his length almost completely out of me before ramming back in.
"Fuck." We both breathlessly cried out in unison.
He continued this relentless motion. I rocked my hips into his thrusts, feeling him deeper than I had ever felt anything in my life. His blue eyes were piercing into mine, dark, intense and full of desire.
"So fucking good, Madelyn." He breathed out as he tried to control our slowly climbing orgasms. "So good."
