*Isabella's POV*
"Please make me come," I whimpered, the words a broken, desperate plea torn from the depths of my soul.
And that was all he needed.
He yanked my panties down roughly, the lace tearing slightly with the force of it. The cool air hit my heated, wet skin, making me gasp. He unbuckled his pants, the metallic clink loud in the office, and pulled a condom from his wallet. He rolled it on with a speed that was almost violent, a man who had reached his absolute limit.
And then he thrust into me.
Without warning. Without a single goddamn word of preparation. A sharp, blinding intrusion that stole the air from my lungs and made me cry out. But thankfully, my scream was masked by the loud, aggressive hum of the vacuum cleaner down the hall.
"All you had to do was ask, baby girl
