登入Stellan’s POV)*I watched the elevator doors close on her. Nova stood there in the middle of the car, cheeks flushed, lips still swollen from my mouth. The second the doors shut I let out a breath and adjusted my pants. My cock was still half hard. That woman was going to kill me.Family dinner tomorrow night. Perfect. Just what we needed.I went back to my office, sat in the same chair she’d just ridden me in, and stared at the city lights. My desk still smelled like her. The whole room did. I could still feel the way her walls squeezed me when she came against the window. The way she bit my shoulder to stay quiet. The way she glared at me like she wanted to slap me and fuck me at the same time.That was the problem with Nova. She never made it easy. Every time we touched it felt like another court battle. She fought me even while she took every inch. And I loved it. I hated how much I loved it.The next day dragged. I sat through two client meetings and kept checking the clock. Ever
Hard. Deep. The desk shook under us. My legs wrapped around his waist. He leaned down and took my breast into his mouth again, sucking while he thrust. Every time he bottomed out I felt it in my stomach.“Look at you,” he growled. “Rival attorney. Perfect little professional. Taking my cock on my desk like you were made for it.”I dug my nails into his back. “Shut up and fuck me.”He laughed and did exactly that. Faster. The wet sound of our bodies filled the office. City lights painted stripes across his shoulders. He gripped my hips and pulled me onto him harder.I came first, clenching around him, mouth open in a silent cry. He didn’t stop. He kept pounding into me through it until I was shaking.He pulled out, turned me around, and bent me over the desk. My cheek pressed against the cool wood. He entered me from behind in one smooth push. This angle hit deeper. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.“Still think this is a bad idea?” he asked, thrusting hard.“Worst one I’ve e
I waited until the office was almost empty. Most lights were off. Only the cleaning crew moved through the halls. My heels clicked too loud on the tile as I walked toward Stellan’s corner office.The door was unlocked. I stepped inside and locked it behind me.He sat behind his big desk, suit jacket off, tie loosened. The city lights glowed behind him through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He looked up when I entered, eyes already dark.“You came,” he said.“Don’t sound so surprised.” I dropped my bag on the chair. “Your note was pretty clear.”He stood and walked around the desk. “I wasn’t sure. After last night you looked like you might run.”“I still might.”He stopped in front of me. Close. “Then why are you here?”I didn’t answer. Instead I reached up and pulled his tie the rest of the way off. He watched me, waiting. The air between us felt charged. I hated how my body reacted the second he got near.He grabbed my waist and pulled me against him. His mouth crashed onto mine. No s
Each thrust pushed me forward. I gripped the edge of the table, pushing back against him.“Quiet, Nova,” he whispered. “Or the whole firm will know what a slut you are for me.”His words sent heat through me. I came again, biting my arm to stay silent. He followed soon after, groaning my name low.We cleaned up fast. He fixed my skirt while I buttoned my blouse. Our eyes met. The chemistry crackled between us, stronger than before.“This can’t keep happening,” I said.He smirked. “Tell that to your pussy next time it gets wet for me.”I left the conference room first, legs shaky, his cum slowly leaking into my panties. The rest of the day I felt him everywhere. Every time I sat down. Every time I saw his name on an email.That evening back at the penthouse our parents wanted family dinner. We sat across from each other at the table like nothing happened. Mom talked about their trip. Richard asked about work.Stellan’s foot brushed mine under the table. I shot him a glare. He just smi
Stellan kept moving inside me, slow and deep, while voices carried from the hallway. Mom laughed at something Richard said. Suitcases rolled across the floor. My heart pounded so hard I thought they might hear it.His hand stayed firm over my mouth. His eyes locked on mine, daring me. He thrust again, grinding against that spot that made my eyes roll back. I bit his palm to stay quiet. He smirked and did it harder.The footsteps moved toward the kitchen. Any second they could walk in and see us like this — me bent on the couch, Stellan buried deep between my legs.He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. “Don’t make a sound.”He fucked me like that, slow and controlled, while our parents unpacked just one room away. Every thrust sent sparks through me. My body clenched around him. The risk made everything sharper. Wetter. I was shaking, so close again.Stellan rubbed my clit with his thumb, fast little circles. I came silently, biting his hand hard. My walls pulsed around his cock. He gr
He pushed forward slowly, stretching me open. Inch by inch. I gripped the edge of the counter, nails digging into the marble. The fullness hit me all at once. Thick. Hard. Deep. My mouth fell open in a silent gasp.Stellan groaned low in his throat. His hands held my hips tight, keeping me in place. “Fuck, Nova. You feel… shit.”I couldn’t speak. My body clenched around him, adjusting to his size. He stayed still for a second, buried all the way inside. Then he started moving. Slow drags at first, pulling almost out before sliding back in. Each thrust made my breath catch.He leaned down and took my breast into his mouth again. He sucked hard, tongue flicking over my nipple while he thrust deeper. The pull on my breast sent sharp pleasure straight to where we were joined. I wrapped my legs around his waist, heels digging into his back.He switched to the other breast, sucking and biting gently. His hips picked up speed. The counter shook under me. Skin slapped against skin. Wet sounds







