Chapter 2: I BEND OVER MY STEPFATHER’S DESK AND LET HIM RUIN MY TIGHT PUSSY
The next day I dress like a walking wet dream.
A shorter black pencil skirt that barely covers my ass. A tight white blouse with the top three buttons undone, no bra, my hard n*****s clearly visible through the thin fabric. No panties. Heels that make my legs look endless. My hair is in a neat bun, but I’ve made sure a few strands fall loose around my face to look innocently fuckable.
Victor’s eyes darken with raw hunger the second I walk into his office.
“Close the door, Elena,” he says, voice already rough.
I do, then lock it with a soft click.
He stands up and walks around his desk, towering over me. His eyes rake over my body — lingering on my hard n*****s, the way my skirt clings to my hips, the bare ski
