Chapter 15
The handle jiggled violently again, the sharp metallic click echoing through the silent, plush office like a gunshot.
“Dad..?” Wyatt’s voice called out again, closer this time, muffled only by the thick mahogany wood of the door.
“You in there? The assistant said you were in your office.”
My breath trapped itself entirely in my throat, my eyes snapping wide open in pure horror.
The sheer shock of hearing my ex-boyfriend’s voice right outside the door while his father’s mouth was literally sealed over my bare, dripping wet p***y sent a wave of absolute panic crashing through me.
But my body didn't care about the danger.
The forbidden risk, the taboo of the situation, and the relentless pressure of Mateo’s thick fingers still pumping deep inside my tight hole only threw
