Page 79 of Ghost

Her fingers stroke me, and her lips pop off the head in a sound that’s going to play on repeat in my mind until the end of time.

“I can’t take it all. I tried.”

“Is that what this was about?”

“Maybe.” She bites her lower lip.

Hooking my thumb into her mouth and over her bottom teeth, I peel it open. “Not in your pretty mouth, you can’t.”

I lift her off the floor and spin her around, pinning her chest down onto my desk and holding her by the back of the neck against it. Reaching my free hand down over her round ass, I shove the T-shirt up and peel her leggings down to her thighs.

I slide my hands between her legs, finding her dripping. “Did sucking my cock get you this excited?”

“Yes.” She tries to nod, but she struggles because of the way I’m holding her.

Her fingers scratch at my desk, and her skin flushes as I drive two fingers into her heat.

“You still want every inch of me inside you, beautiful?”

“Please, Marcus.”

Last night, she called me Ghost because I fucked her in a room full of my brothers. I appreciate that she knows who she belongs to in there. But here, my cock pulses with her calling me Marcus. Because she’s the only woman allowed to claim me like that.

My grip on the back of her neck holds her in place as I line myself up with her slick pussy. It takes all my patience not to drive into her in one thrust because the sight of her body taking me has me close to blacking out. I hold her down, watching her cunt swallow me inch by inch.

Grabbing one of her legs, I hitch it up on the desk so I can get even deeper.

Luna’s lips part as she loses her breath. She can’t pull away with how I have her hips pinned to the desk, so she’s forced to take all of me.

“Such a good girl taking every inch.” I thrust forward, pausing when I bottom out. “That’s it. Squeeze me with that greedy cunt.”

Her nails scratch the desk as she pulses her core. Maybe I asked for too much because it has my head swimming and my balls pulling tight. Luna drips down the inside of her thighs, and I sense she’s already right on the edge.

But I hold her there, forcing both of us to hang in this limbo between pleasure and desperation.

“Marcus.”

“Yes, Luna?” I pull out slowly, all the way to the tip, admiring my glistening shaft as I thrust back in.

“Please. I—”

She can barely speak when I don’t relent. I start fucking her with everything I’ve wanted to give her since the first time her blue eyes met mine through the computer screen.

“What do you need from me?” I release her neck to grab her ass.

It jiggles as I fuck her harder.

“I—” She gasps. “I need to come.”

“How bad?” I drag my hand down and collect her excitement, sliding my wet finger up to her ass and pushing a finger in.

“Oh—” I drive in deeper, and it cuts her off again. “I’m—”

She can barely talk. She turns her face to the desk and presses her forehead against it.

“You full yet?” I ask her, toying with her ass while I fuck her deep over and over.

“Yes?”