S*x With The Ruthless Alpha Professor
“Look at you—bent over my desk like the perfect little sovereign slut, ass up, cunt dripping my cum from the shower and still begging for more. Feel how tight you are around me? Still fluttering like you never want me to leave.”
I moaned, the sound raw and shameless, pushing back onto every deliberate thrust. The wet *schlick-sclick* of skin on skin echoed through the room, mingling with the faint rosemary ghost of last night’s stew and the heavy, heady perfume of us—pine-smoke and russet berry, sandalwood oil and fresh alpha seed. “Harder, Alpha—please,” I gasped, nails scraping the wood. “Fill me again. Knot me right here so I walk into the archives leaking you down my thighs. I want Serap