MICHEAL'S POV
“Baby, you need to stop looking at me like that.” I growled, my voice filled with lust as the doors shut on the elevator, cutting us from all the watchful eyes. “You know exactly what you're doing to me.”
Ashley said nothing, though. She just smirked–those sweet pink lips curled upwards like she knew she had me wrapped around her little finger. And she did.
She fell back against the silver glass of the elevator, her dress riding higher up her thigh.
Her eyes fixed on me as she slipped her hand through the dress. As if she was daring me.
She gasped as she dipped her finger deep into her p***y. Blood rushed to my d**k as I watched the movement of her fingers going in and out of her cunt.
Fucking brat.
“Micheal….please. Oh fuck.” she moaned out.
I moved towards her cau
