HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW
I didn’t hear the knocking on the door. I didn’t hear her coming, didn’t register anything past the pounding of my thoughts, beating like a drum that I couldn’t shut up inside me. And then she crawled out from under my desk, fumbling like she hadn’t just done exactly what she did.
I had just gotten a b*****b, she's been stuck under my desk for minutes, sucking and rolling her tongue on my c**k but it wasn't hard, I had no interest in this, my mind was elsewhere, and that somewhere was all Ava. Her face. The fire in her eyes. The way she hurled her hate like venom. The memory churned my stomach, ignited a burn in my chest, and made my hands tremble with a pent-up energy that I couldn’t shake.
“Are you okay?” she asked, I didn't recall what her name was, I'd just cho
