◆◆◆ Chapter 4 ◆◆◆
~ Anne McGiver ~
~ Two Days Later ~
I had filled fifteen pages.
Fifteen pages of detailed, explicit, absolutely filthy things I wanted to do to Mr. Romans and things I wanted him to do to me. Positions: me riding him reverse cowgirl in his office chair, grinding until he was begging; him taking me from behind over the lecture podium, slapping my ass red. Locations: the empty classroom at midnight, the library stacks where anyone could walk in. Scenarios: some tender, like him waking me with his tongue lapping at my folds; some rough, like tying my hands with his tie and face-f*****g me until I gagged. All of them completely consuming—ending with him coming inside me, on me, marking me as his.
Mia and I walked toward the lecture hall, my heart racing with anticipation
