I couldn’t believe it as I stood there looking Wyatt in the eyes. Greyson was still seated on the couch, and Wyatt was removing my blouse from my shoulders.
“Wyatt,” I gasped.
“Shhhh.”
I could barely catch my breath with Wyatt roaming his hands all over my body, kissing and suckling on my neck and jawline. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back to give Wyatt better access to my neck. I gasped when Wyatt flipped me around and thrust my chest down onto the desk.
“You will do as you are told. Do you understand me?” Wyatt whispered into my ear.
“What are you going to do?” I slowly breathed out.
“Do you understand?” Wyatt asked again.
“Yes,” I gasped as Wyatt grabbed my ass tightly.
Wyatt thrust my hips back, giving him the access that he needed to unbutton my dress slac
