Elias helped me to my feet, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. My legs were still shaking, and I could feel his c*m slowly dripping down my inner thighs.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said, voice low and protective. “You look exhausted.”
I nodded, not trusting my voice. As I bent down to pick up my dress from the floor, my eyes flicked toward the dark corner where the masked stranger had been standing.
He was gone.
But my phone vibrated again in the pocket of my dress.
I quickly slipped the dress back on while Elias adjusted his clothes. The moment he turned to check the door, I glanced at the screen.
Unknown: Nice performance. You took both of us at the same time and he still has no idea. Tomorrow night, 11 PM. In his study. I want to f**k you on his desk while he thinks he’s wa
