I put my fingers to her lips and trace the perfect curve of her mouth. “Say it.”
“f**k me,” she whispers.
My c**k jumps at her plea. I wince at the unexpected need that’s so f*****g strong it hurts. Coming from her, this innocent little lamb… it’s almost too much.
“Say that again,” I tell her.
“f**k me, Phoenix Kovalyov.”
The moment she finishes speaking, I bury myself inside of her.
She cries out and collapses backwards. The desk starts to squeak as I ram hard. This time, I’m not prepared to take it slow. I want to chase my own desire now. With her body laid out before me, it’s impossible not to.
I squeeze her breasts as I slam into her. Cups and pens go clattering off the desk. Papers fly everywhere.
Neither of us give a f**k.
Elyssa is lost in the throes of her rising moans, al
