I barely had time to catch my breath before Valentina had me bent over the kitchen table, my hoodie shoved up around my waist, bare ass in the air. My laptop was still open, the Zoom call long ended, but the little red “Leave Meeting” button mocked me like it knew exactly what kind of Monday this had turned into.
“f**k, I can’t believe you said yes,” she growled against the back of my neck, one hand fisting my messy hair while the other reached between my legs. Her fingers slid through the mess she’d already made of me. “My girlfriend. My f*****g fiancée someday. Say it again.”
“Yes,” I gasped, pushing back against her hand like I was starving. “I’m yours, Val. All yours.”
She rewarded me by sinking two fingers back inside without warning, curling them hard against that spot that made m
