Xavier didn’t give her a second to breathe. Didn’t give her a second to think.

His hands yanked her hips back, slamming her against his rock-hard cock, still trapped behind his slacks, thick, heavy, aching to destroy.

Sky’s chest was flat against the desk, her arms trembling, her legs weak, her pussy soaked and open for him, still fluttering from the brutal orgasm he’d just ripped from her.

Xavier let out a dark, animalistic growl.

“You feel that, Angel?”

He ground his cock against her wrecked, drenched folds, dragging it over her slick, swollen clit, making her gasp, making her body jolt, making her walls clench around nothing.

“This cock...