CHAPTER 19
KIRA
I was still catching my breath when Xavier pulled me up from the desk, his hands gripping my hips tight.
"Not done with you yet, baby girl," he murmured, voice deep and raw.
I looked at him, lips parted. "Xavier..."
He pushed me gently until my back hit the wall.
He leaned close. "You want Daddy to take care of you some more?"
I nodded, voice gone.
"Use your words."
"Yes. Please... I want you."
"Good girl. Turn around. Hands on the wall."
My legs wobbled, but I obeyed. I turned around and placed my palms flat against the wall.
He stepped behind me, pressing his body close.
"This little skirt drove me crazy all morning," he whispered, running a hand under the hem. "No panties? Naughty girl. Were you hoping I'd do this?"
His hand smacked my ass—sharp, loud.
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