CHAPTER 3
ARIA
My orgasm ripped through me so hard I screamed, legs shaking, hands fisting his white hair like I was trying to survive.
He didn’t stop.
Not until I was twitching, oversensitive, drenched.
He stood, mouth shiny, eyes glowing.
“You still think this isn’t real?” he asked, licking his lips.
I couldn’t even speak.
He leaned in.
Kissed me again.
I tasted myself on his tongue.
“Next time,” he whispered, dragging his thumb over my spit-slick bottom lip, “I f**k you on this desk.”
Then he smiled.
The door clicked.
Unlocked.
And just like that…
He sat down behind his desk and picked up a pen.
Like nothing had happened.
Like he hadn’t just ruined me with his mouth.
“Go back to work, Aria,” he said without looking up.
I stumbled out of the room, legs shaking.
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