MAYA
My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird as Tristan’s hot mouth devoured me. I was spread out on his massive oak desk with my skirt bunched around waist and panties dangling from one ankle, and his tongue… God, his tongue was relentless.
“P-please… T-they are gonna find out-” I gasped, the words breaking into a whimper that sounded far too needy. My eyes rolled back as he swirled that wicked tongue around my swollen c**t like he was savoring the sweetest ice cream, slow, deliberate, and utterly filthy.
My legs shook uncontrollably as I gripped fistfuls of his thick hair, torn between shoving him away and grinding harder against his face. The risk made everything sharper, hotter. Anyone could walk in. His assistant, a colleague, even my father who had left.
But I cou
