Chapter 19
EILISH
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
Gavan frowns as I sashay into his office and close the door behind me.
“It’s eight o’clock on Monday morning,” I shrug, biting back a grin.
It’s been four days since I got jumped outside of the bar.
Three since being sent home from the hospital.
At home, a rotating cast featuring Neve, Ares, Castle, Callie, Hades, Elsa, Kratos, and even Dimitra Drakos as the occasional guest star has been taking care of me and dropping in to check on me.
It’s been wonderful. And nice. And kind.
And so boring .
Also…and this might be a problem…after four days of not being made to moan and writhe my way to orgasm by Gavan, after it being an almost daily occurrence now, I’m…antsy.
Needy.
We’ve texted, and chatted on the phone a few times. But it’s not the same. It’s not what I need .
Like I said: it’s a problem.
“You should be resting,” Gavan grunts, scowling as he drums his fingertips on the desk.
I frown. “I’m fine.”
“You should go home and rest anyw—”
“Are you sure?”
Biting my lip, I drop the short trench coat I’ve worn into his office. Underneath it, all I’ve got on is heels and a black lace lingerie set, complete with stockings and a matching garter belt.
Gavan’s eyes go the color of liquid steel. His jaw grinds in a way that makes the veins on his neck pop as I casually saunter toward him, a saucy grin on my face.
“I don’t know… Should I go home? Sir ?”
His eyes drag over me as I get closer and closer, his nostrils flaring.
“I’m not hurt anymore,” I purr, feeling empowered and sexy in a way I’ve never felt before as I slide between the chair he’s sitting in and the edge of his desk. “And I’m sure I’m so far behind on my work—”
In one motion, he’s lunged out of his chair, pushed my ass back onto the edge of his desk, and grabbed a fistful of my hair as he slams his mouth to mine. And, okay, I am still bruised, and I wince a little at the ferocity of his kiss.
But I also don’t care. Honestly, I kind of love it.
I moan as his mouth devours mine, my fingers shaking as I start to pull at his shirt buttons and shove his jacket from his shoulders as he shrugs it the rest of the way off.
My fingertips slide over his rock-hard body, moaning into his mouth as his hand slides up my thigh to cup my wet, throbbing pussy.
“Did someone miss me?” he growls, his mouth dropping to my neck.
“ Yes ,” I choke, moaning as he pulls away to hook his fingers into my panties.
He yanks them down my legs and over my heels, and I gasp as he shoves my thighs apart before diving between them.
Oh, fuck yes …
It’s like balm on an aching burn. Like a medicine I’ve been needing.
His tongue drags up through my slickness, making me cry out as he takes my clit between his lips.
My hips rock up to meet him, my hands sliding through his hair as he sinks two fingers deep into me and curls them against my g-spot.
Gavan’s tongue lashes my clit, the low rumbling growl in his chest sending vibrations through my body that leave my toes curling. He grabs my legs and pulls them over his shoulders, devouring my pussy like a starving man.
My head drops back, my back arches…
…And then I groan in protest when he pulls away just before he makes me come. Before I can say a word, I’m suddenly gasping as he drapes me back across his desk, stands, and sinks every inch of his cock—already out of his pants—balls-deep in my throbbing, soaked pussy.
The explosion is instantaneous . The second he rams into me, it’s like pulling a trigger. I cry out, writhing on his desk as my legs wrap tightly around his waist. I claw at the desk beneath me, choking on my own release as the rush I’ve been craving for days ignites through every nerve in my body.
“ There’s my good girl…” Gavan growls, his shirt open, his muscles rippling as he fucks me. The fact that he’s still got his pants on somehow makes it even hotter. And as he starts to pound into me, my eyes roll back as another orgasm already begins to build deep inside.
I moan when he brings my legs up, hooking my ankles over his shoulders as he buries his fat cock in me to the hilt. I cry out, whimpering. The position allows him to drive even deeper, making my toes curl and my eyes roll back in my head.
The phone on his desk rings. Gavan glares daggers at it, picking it up and then slamming it back down, hanging up. I whimper, breathing heavily as he starts to fuck me again, when there’s another interruption.
This time, it’s the intercom.
“Mr. Tsarenko?” Rachel’s voice buzzes through the speaker.
Gavan clamps a hand over my mouth and rams into me even harder.
“What is it, Rachel?”
Jesus. He doesn’t stop fucking me. He doesn’t even slow .
“There’s a call for you. Mr. Volkov. He says it’s urgent?”
Gavan frowns, his cock still sliding in and out of me with hard, wet strokes.
“Which Volkov?”
“The older one. Yuri.”
“Put him through.”
I can only stare as he picks up the telephone receiver and cradles it against his shoulder—and my ankle.
His eyes lock with mine, a dark smirk on his face.
He keeps one hand over my mouth and I moan wildly into it as he starts to rub my clit with the other, his cock pistoning in and out of me the whole time.
“Yuri,” he growls. “What…”
Rage clouds his face as he listens. His jaw clenches, and I whimper as suddenly his thrusts become even more brutally hard.
“ What ?!”
Part of me thinks I should be furious that he’s so casually fucking me while he’s on a business call. Except, it’s also hot as fuck .
I have no idea what he’s talking about, or what’s even wrong.
But as his face grows more and more livid, the way he’s fucking me becomes more and more vicious, to the point that I’m clinging to the edge of the desk for dear life, biting down hard on his hand as the orgasm builds like a wave inside of me.
“ No !” He snaps into the phone. “No, fuck that !”
Fuck me .
Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK. ME…
The world blurs. It feels like I’m floating as he grits his teeth, still cradling the phone.
I have to cover my own mouth as he grabs my hips with both hands in a bruising grip and starts to absolutely fuck the living hell out of me, his hips slapping against my ass hard and fast as his veins thicken and his muscles bulge.
“That. Is. Completely. Un. Fucking. Acceptable. Yes, obviously we cancel.”
I’m about to come. He rams into me hard with every punch of his words, and suddenly, there’s no stopping it.
“I have to call you back, Yuri.”
He all but breaks the phone when he hangs up. And if I thought I was getting fucked before, now that his full attention is on me, I realize just how wrong I was.
Suddenly, it’s like fucking a machine.
Reality shatters around me. I scream into my hand as I dig the nails of the other into his forearm. And suddenly, I’m coming so hard my vision cuts out for a second.
The orgasm tears through me like liquid fire, engulfing me, charring me, leaving me a burned-out shell as I collapse onto the desk gasping for air and twitching from the aftershocks.
Gavan slows and finally stops, giving me time to breathe as he leans over to kiss my breasts, my nipples, and my ribs.
Suddenly, there’s a commotion outside the door.
“Sir! Sir ! I’m afraid he’s busy at the moment! SIR!!!”
Footsteps pound toward the door.
Oh fuck .
I scramble off the desk as Gavan glares at the door and quickly buttons his shirt. I’m about to make a mad rush to his bathroom, but there’s no time. In a second, I’ve made my decision, ignoring Gavan when he hisses “What the fuck are you doing” before I dive under his desk .
Gavan sits heavily and yanks his chair against said desk just as the door slams open.
“Mr. Tsarenko!” Rachel pleads. “I am so sorry! He wouldn’t—”
“It’s fine. That’ll be all, Rachel, thank you.”
I have no idea who just walked in, but I hear a low, masculine chuckle as the door shuts.
“The concept of knocking first is something most six-year-olds have mastered, Abram,” Gavan growls.
The man snorts. “I didn’t come here to be insulted..”
Under the desk, as my eyes adjust to the darkness, I suddenly flush.
Right in front of me is Gavan’s very erect, swollen cock, still out of his pants.
I grin salaciously.
Don’t even. What the fuck are you thinking ?
What I’m thinking is that new Eilish has fully embraced herself.
Gavan jolts, coughing as my fingers wrap around his cock.
“Then what the fuck did you come here for, Abram?”
“I was coming to talk sense into you,” the other man hisses with a Russian accented voice. “Until I just learned as I got off the goddamn elevator that you and that Volkov coward canceled tonight’s Council meeting.”
“No shit,” Gavan grunts, clearing his throat again as I start to stroke his dick. “Someone just tried to firebomb Viktor’s hotel room , Abram. I literally just got off the phone with Yuri.”
“Viktor is fine.”
“His wife and son could have been in there!” Gavan barks.
“And that’s precisely why we need to have this fucking vote!” the other man roars. “To put a stop to this Drazen madness! Wake the fuck up, Gavan! It could be my house next. Or yours! I’ve heard rumors of there being a girl in your life these days. You want anything to happen to her?”
Gaven stiffens, his thighs clenching as I lean forward and lick the tip of his cock like it’s the most delicious ice cream cone.
“Be very careful what you say next, Abram.”
“I am merely saying, this is getting out of control.”
“We don’t know it’s—”
“Here!”
Something light hits the desk.
“Another fucking calling card,” the man growls.
I grin to myself, licking the crown again, just to tease him.
“Drazen is here , Gavan. And if you, Yuri, and Viktor don’t stop acting like frightened old women…”
I gasp as Gavan suddenly reaches under the desk, grabs my head in his hands, and pulls my lips right up to his cock. My mouth falls open in shock, and suddenly, he’s thrusting inside, hard.
And fuck , is it outrageously hot.
I was only trying to tease him a little, assuming he’d push me away. This… This is unexpected. And very, very erotic.
“Then we’ll all go up in flames!”
“Listen to me carefully, Abram,” Gavan growls as he starts to fuck my mouth with discreet, shallow thrusts, his gorgeous cock leaking precum all over my tongue.
“Yuri, Viktor, and I will assess the situation and deal with it accordingly . But if you think we’re going to let you use chaos and uncertainty to hand you our armies, you’re completely delusional.”
My hand drops between my legs, rolling my clit between my fingers as Gavan’s cock swells harder and thicker in my mouth.
“I am merely trying to—”
“You are merely trying to seize control of the entire High Council ,” Gavan snarls. “And while Viktor and Yuri might be content to be polite to your face about it, I am done trying to tiptoe diplomatically—”
Thrust .
“Around.”
Thrust. Thrust.
“You wanting to play games.”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
My eyes squeeze shut as I start to come.
“ Dictator, ” the other man hisses. “Don’t make the mistake of making an enemy out of—”
“Abram, get the fuck out of my office.”
Thrust.
Thrust.
“ Now .”
“Fuck you.”
There’s the sound of footsteps stomping across the room, followed by the door opening and then slamming shut.
Gavan groans, sliding back from the desk. He grips my hair with both hands, his eyes wild and his jaw clenched tight as he fucks into my mouth over and over, until suddenly he explodes with a long, loud, toe-curling groan of pleasure that sends ripples through my core.
Cum blasts out of his cock, rope after thick, hot rope, exploding down my throat.
Grinning, my face flushed and my body tingling, I shiver with pleasure as he pulls me up and into his lap a moment later.
“What was that all about?”
He shrugs, making me gasp as he suddenly pulls my thighs to either side of his. The steel in his eyes goes molten as he centers his thick head against my eager pussy.
“Who cares.”
He sinks into me, making my eyes roll back.
Who cares, indeed .