Stolen Memories: A Novella by Alyson Reynolds

slowly. I sucked and nipped his neck as he continued listening to whomever was on the phone. My back arched with the pleasure and the front of my dress gaped open. His eyes never left my breasts as I moved. One of his hands wrapped around my ponytail and gripped it tightly. The pleasure and pain stretched into one, making it even harder to focus on staying quiet.  
    “I need to call you right back,” I vaguely heard him say.
    The phone dropped onto the desk with a loud clatter. His lips sucked and nipped at my throat. Hunter picked me up and placed me on the edge of his desk, pushing my skirt up and out of his way. A desperate whimper left my throat as he pulled out of me and his husky chuckle filled the room. When he ran his tongue along my slit I was just fine with his decision.
    “Do you need my cock, you naughty girl?”
    I nodded and reached for him, but he moved away before I could grasp him. He slid his chair back, and I moaned as he licked me again. My body arched off the desk when he slid two fingers inside my core.
    “Come for me, baby. You came in here because you needed it. Fuck my fingers, then I’ll let you ride my cock.”
    His words pushed me over the edge. My head hit the desk as it fell back, and my mouth opened in a silent scream. Before my orgasm fully faded he slammed his length into me. I moaned as he rubbed at my clit, thrusting in and out, determined to make me come again. I grabbed his shoulders and tried not to break the skin on his back with my nails as his pace increased. When his mouth clamped down on my nipple through my bra, I started begging.
    “Please, Hunt.”
    “Come again, baby. Give me another one.”
    “I’m so close.”
    “Now, Megan. Come for me now.”
    I pulled him down to me, and my lips caught his in a blistering kiss. His lips muffled the sounds of my orgasm as I came apart again. I convulsed around him and I heard his deep groan in my ear as he fought off his own orgasm.  
    He stood up next to the desk and grabbed my legs, placing one on either side of his neck. He pinned me to the desk so when he moved his hips he just barely entered me. With slow, shallow thrusts, he brought me back to the edge again.
    My knuckles turned white as I gripped the desk. His fingers found my clit and pinched down. I cried out and he slammed his mouth down on mine to muffle my cries. He brought his body down over mine and climbed on top of the desk with me. Our ragged breathing filled the office and the sound of Hunter’s grunts made me tighten around him. I bit down on his shoulder through his shirt as I came, causing him throb inside me as he finally found his release.
    I snuggled against his neck and he wrapped his arms around me as we caught our breath. My mind was calm for now, but it wouldn’t be long before the noise would take over again.
    “You give the term ‘forced orgasm’ a new meaning.”
    A cocky grin covered his face. “You’re going to fucking kill me, woman.”
    “Are you really complaining that I’m using your cock like my own personal valium?”
    “Hell, no baby. Use it any way you want. Can you maybe wait until I’m off the phone next time though?”
    “That was part of the fun,” I said nipping at his earlobe.
    “I’ve created a monster.” He chuckled and I felt lighter. We’d been fighting the darkness for too long.
    His phone vibrated on the desk and he answered lazily. I listened to his one sided conversation trying to catch my breath. His demeanor changed instantly when he answered.
    “What’s up Smith...when....okay. We’ll be ready.”
    He hung up as quickly as he answered. I watched as he looked at me wearily.
    “They got your sister out, baby. She’ll be here in twenty minutes. I need to tell you this now. It’s bad.”

My sister looked terrible. We probably should have taken her to a hospital, but Hunter was afraid that my father might have a way to get ahold of her if we did. He made one call and the same doctor that checked me out was