Aaron POV
I shift the angle, gripping her hip with one hand.
The other one braces against the desk, and drive into her harder.
The desk creaks beneath us and papers scatter to the floor, but neither of us care.
"Aaron…" Penelope calls, my name sounding like a broken prayer on her lips.
"Oh god, Aaron…" she gasps.
"I've got you Cupcake.” I rasp.
I can feel her tightening around me and sense that she's close again.
I reach between us to find the spot I know will send her over the edge. The moment my fingers make contact, she cries out, her nails raking down my back hard enough to leave marks.
"That's it," I encourage, my voice rough. "Come for me again. I want to feel it."
Like the good girl she is, she obeys.
Her second orgasm hits even harder than the first.
Her entire body l
