Claimed By A Father And Son
Just leaned back against the desk, arms crossed over his broad chest, watching his cum drip down my legs like it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
“Oh, but you can, princess,” he murmured. “And you will. Sit your pretty, freshly-fucked ass back on that desk and listen to Daddy explain your new job description.”
I stayed standing, heart slamming against my ribs, thighs pressed together trying (and failing) to stop the warm gush of his load from sliding further down.
“But… I’m a student. I have classes. Lucian—your son—he’s my mate. I can’t just… what, drop everything and become your office slut? Sir, this is crazy…”