Chapter 7
Olivia’s POV
“Dickson we can’t keep doing this but I need one more time before everything blows up,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper as we slipped into the private back office at the end of the hall, hearts racing from the voicemail and the fear of my dad showing up any minute.
My legs still felt sticky from his c*m leaking down my thighs, p***y tender and throbbing after the mirror f**k, but the panic only made the heat between us burn hotter.
I locked the door behind us and turned to him, robe dropping to the floor completely, my full t**s heavy and n*****s hard from the cool air and the rush of adrenaline.
He pulled me close right away, hands gripping my ass as he backed me toward the desk. “Liv this is insane with your dad on the way but I can’t walk away now,
