Oriana and the Three Werebears (22 page)

“Oh God—Oh God!”

Oriana clawed at his shoulders as his hard, powerful thrusts continued slamming her into the flimsy paneled wall, his cock relentlessly drawing one mind-blowing orgasm after another from her body.

She closed her eyes tight, her wails of pleasure mingling with his passionate grunts and the cracking groan of office furniture. Jordan bellowed, plunging deep, and she screamed, succumbing to a final earth shattering climax that made the world tip and had her free falling.

Jordan landed on top of her with a loud, resounding crash.

She opened her eyes after a few moments, still panting and shuddering from orgasmic aftershocks, and gazed up at him in awe.

“Wow,” she finally breathed.

He kissed her thoroughly. “Are you okay?” he rasped against her lips. “Are you hurt?”

Huh?
“Hurt? No. Why would I be?”

Jordan smiled, kissed her nose, and moved back.

The first thing that registered was the easy view of the office ceiling. Next, she took note of the hard, inclined surface beneath her.

Adjusting his hold, he guided them down the slope until they both reached the floor. With him kneeling between her legs, his hands skimmed down her sensitized body, as if checking for injury, while she surveyed her surroundings—and the utter destruction.

The partition had failed to hold-up against the onslaught of their passion. Unfortunately, as if that wasn’t bad enough, it appeared that the thin, cubicle wall was the main structural support that held up one side of Jonathan’s desk—a desk that no longer existed as a whole fixture. It had collapsed when the partition gave out. Looking as if a tornado had swept through his cubby, all of Jonathan’s things lay toppled over and scattered about.

Oriana shifted her position, trying to find comfort while sitting on a debris-littered floor, to no avail. Reaching beneath her ass, she removed the one item that seemed to be causing her the most irritation.

She pulled out a set of keys, ones matching Jonathan’s description.

“Holy shit! Are these—?”

The front door opened then closed, and footsteps grew louder as they approach the office. Oriana glanced around at the devastation they caused, then stared at Jordan in horror, knowing without a doubt there would be another penalty coming his way—again because of her.

He winked, unconcerned. “You are well worth the expense.”

“And you’re well worth the corner time.” Unable to help herself, she smiled, then kissed him again.

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