Contract With My Hidden Enemy
“Say my name, Marissa," Victor’s voice growled. On the screen, he pulled her body back tightly against his chest, increasing the speed of his thrusts, forcing her to bear his full, heavy weight against the desk. "Say who owns this."
Marissa’s head tossed wildly side to side, her fingers frantically scratching the mahogany wood for any grip as she rode the wave of pure pleasure. "Ah... hmmm… fuck!!!
“Victor leaned closer to her lips, while thrusting her even more faster and harder.. “I said say my name baby”…
She nodded. Vic… Victor!" she choked out, struggling to catch her breath as her voice broke into a high, trembling moan. "Victor... please.. don’t stop.
“Yes... God, Victor