My stomach twisted violently as I read Liam’s message again.

He wanted me back in bed. He wanted to talk about something important.

Kael’s fingers were still buried inside me, slowly pushing his cum deeper as he watched my face with dark, possessive eyes.

“Go,” he whispered roughly, pulling his fingers out and sucking them clean right in front of me.

“But keep every drop of Daddy’s load inside that married pussy.”

I nodded shakily, legs trembling as I quickly cleaned the desk and myself as best as I could with tissues from the drawer.

I wiped between my thighs, but no matter how much I tried, I could still...