Reagan’s POVSeeing her, my Andrea laid on my desk, spread glistening with her cum. It was enough to drive a man insane. With a low growl, I grabbed Andrea by the waist and spun her off the desk like she weighed nothing, her gasp cut short as I pressed her back against the wall.Her chest heaved, eyes wide, lips parted in shock. Fuck, she was a vision.I leaned in, my nose brushing her throat before my tongue dragged along the shell of her ear, slow and deliberate. I felt her shiver, my favorite kind of reaction. Mine. Every tremble was mine.And then I snapped.With a swift motion, I ripped through the thin straps of her dress, shredding the fabric like it was paper, and tore off her panties in one feral swipe. Buttons clattered to the floor, threads torn. I didn’t care. She could wear my clothes if she had to, I’d drape her in furs if it meant no one else ever saw her like this.My cock ached, rock hard and angry, straining against my pants. I couldn’t wait. I didn’t want to.I unbu
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