Chapter One Hundred and Forty Three
“Mmm.” He groaned, his hands going to her bottom to scoot her to the edge of the desk.
Abby wrapped her long legs around his waist before pulling back slightly to look up at him. “Is this too much, Owen?” She bit her lower lip, not wanting to stop, but wanting him to be in control.
Her lipstick was smeared and her lips swollen from his kiss. Owen shook his head, thrusting his hips against her. His erection pressed against her p***y, arousal slicked out of her. It soaked through the fabric of his pants and he growled. “Not wearing panties? Such a naughty girl. I should spank your ass for that.”
She shuddered, her inner walls clenching around nothing. Abby tried to move her hips, needing more friction from him than the bare teasing. He shook his head,
