Wet Desires: {A Steamy Collection}
My heartbeat quickens as I picture the possibility, and for a moment, the world around me disappears.
I picture his hands, the ones that hold a dry erase marker so carefully, tangling in my hair. I can almost feel his mouth on my neck, his body pressing me down onto his big, cluttered desk, papers scattering everywhere.
Lost in the moment, I imagine him fucking me right there on his desk, consumed by a passion so fierce that the world falls away. All that exists is the sound of my moans and the overwhelming sensation of him slamming his cock into my pussy, until I’m left utterly spent and breathless.