Ava’s pov

“It’s almost eleven. We need to get out of here before the night staff starts their rounds.”

He nodded once and gathered the last of the papers into his bag while I pulled my damp clothes into something that looked almost presentable.

My underwear was still in his pocket from earlier. Every step reminded me how empty and used I felt between my legs.

His cum had dried on my inner thighs in sticky patches the cold shower had not fully washed away.

We stepped into the dark hallway together. The building stayed silent.

He locked his office door behind us and then took my hand like it...