PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
I moaned softly, my body melting against his hard chest.
Vincent didn't wait. He came up behind me, his breath hot on my neck.
'Good girl, Lia. You want this, don't you?' he whispered, his hands sliding up my thighs, pushing my skirt higher. I nodded, breathless, as Vaughn's mouth moved to my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. Their hands explored me eagerly—Vaughn cupping my breasts through my blouse, pinching my nipples until they hardened, while Vincent's fingers traced the edge of my panties. I felt so exposed, so wanted, in this empty office that usually held boring meetings. The thrill of it made my pussy ache with need.