“Let them f*****g see what this p***y does to me. Let them hear you beg for my c**k like the greedy little thing you are.”
He rubbed her slowly, the pressure cruel and perfect.
“You wanna c*m right here?” he whispered against her lips. “Wanna soak these pretty panties while the elevator climbs? You think you can hold back when I talk to you like this?”
She gasped, legs tightening around him, her nails digging into his shoulders.
“I’ll make you ruin yourself,” he said. “Right here. Right now. You’ll c*m in my hand, shaking, and I’ll press my fingers into your mouth so you can taste what I own.”
She choked on a moan, her hips grinding against him now, shameless, her p***y twitching.
“Say it,” he growled. “Say who this p***y belongs to.”
“You,” she breathed. “f**k!Xavier, it’s yours.”
