After that night on the desk, everything changed.
They didn’t talk about feelings. They didn’t make promises. They just f****d.
And they couldn’t stop.
The very next morning, while Sophie watched cartoons in the living room with her headphones on, Alexander caught Emma in the laundry room folding towels. He didn’t say a word. He just shut the door, spun her around, bent her over the rumbling dryer, and yanked her shorts down.
Emma barely had time to gasp before he shoved his thick c**k inside her from behind. She was still sore from the night before, but so wet it didn’t matter. He f****d her hard and fast, one big hand clamped over her mouth to keep her quiet while the other slapped her ass. The dryer’s vibrations buzzed against her c**t as he pounded deep. She came fast, biting his p
