~Elena~
I couldn’t just go like that. Not after he’d f****d me stupid twice, called me his secretary, and pumped me so full I could taste him in my throat. My heart was still pounding, my c**t still pulsing, and some filthy, stubborn part of me refused to let him dismiss me like a quickie intern.
I snatched his phone from his hand before he could pull it away, typed my number in with trembling fingers, then slammed it back onto the desk.
“Don’t talk to me like that, Adrian,” I snapped, voice still hoarse and raspy from screaming his name. I didn’t move toward the door.
“You just railed me like a f*****g animal, came inside me twice, and now you’re treating me like some random slut you’re done with? f**k that. You don’t get to flip the switch and kick me out like I’m nothing.”
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