Iva’s P.O.V.
Open my legs.
What the hell is he saying?
What if someone sees me?
Is he completely out of his mind today?
God! He never stops finding new ways to tease me during lectures. And lately, he’s been getting wilder.
For the past two months, he’s made a habit of sending me the dirtiest texts right when I’m in the middle of explaining something important. It’s like he enjoys ruining my focus.
He’s run his foot slowly up my leg under the table when we sit across from each other in the library. Once, he made me wear a plug to class. It was his idea of focus training. I couldn’t concentrate the entire day.
And when I finally reach home, ruined and desperate from his teasing, he acts like nothing happened… until the door closes. Then he f****d me hard like I belong to him, becau
