Damien pounded into her with abandon, all the control he'd maintained during the meeting now completely gone. The desk rattled with each thrust, items falling to the floor, but neither of them noticed.
"You have no idea," Damian said, his voice rough, "how hard it was to sit there calmly while you were coming on my cock. How much I wanted to bend you over this desk and fuck you properly instead of those subtle thrusts."
"Then do it now," Eve demanded. "Give me everything you were holding back."
Damian did exactly that. He flipped her over, pressing her face-down against the desk, and entered her from behind with bruising force. His pace was relentless, each thrust driving deeper, harder, absolutely claiming her.
Eve screamed into her arms, her golden glow blazing so bright now that the entire study was illuminated. Energy poured into her from Damian, satisfying the hunger that had brought her here, feeding her ravenous nature.
