Xavier’s povValentina's nails dug into my shoulders, sharp enough to pull a breath from my chest as I thrust into her hard against the edge of my desk, her legs wrapped tight around my waist. The sun filtered through the blinds, casting stripes across her flushed skin. "Fuck, yes… Xavier," she gasped, her voice a ragged demand that cut through the slap of our bodies colliding. Her dark eyes locked onto mine, challenging, knowing exactly how to push me without breaking.I gripped her hips bruisingly with one hand, pulling her closer as I wrapped her throat tightly with my other hand.I slammed deeper into her wet pussy, the heat of her clenching around my cock made me pound harder into her. She knew me too well—this wasn't some tender bullshit, it was a raw, punishing need. My jaw clenched as I watched her head fall back, exposing the curve of her throat, a low growl escaping my lips. The tension coiled in my chest, that familiar burn of wanting to own her completely.“Xavier,” she c
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