Pearl POV
The gossip hadn’t even died down when his hand moved lower. Bold. Possessive. His fingers slipped past the waistband of my underwear this time, no barrier left between us.
“Demyan,” I hissed under my breath, panic laced with heat. “Stop, someone will see…”
His other hand gripped my thigh under the desk, pinning me still. His lips brushed against my ear, voice dark silk.
“Let them try,” he whispered. “You think anyone here would dare look when I’m beside you? They’re too afraid. No one will notice. And even if they did…” His finger slid inside me with devastating slowness. “…I’d still take what’s mine.”
A shiver shot through me so hard I nearly knocked my knee against the desk. I bit my lip to stifle a sound, but when his thumb found that sensitive spot and pressed, a strangl
