Zara's POV
I stayed bent over the desk for another moment, my breath coming in shaky gasps as the last waves of the orgasm rolled through me. My legs felt weak, and my body hummed with that deep, satisfied ache that spread from between my thighs all the way up to my chest.
The short plaid skirt was still bunched around my waist, and the cool air of the office brushed against my exposed skin, making me shiver. I could feel how wet I still was, the thin panties pulled to the side and soaked through, and the faint sting on my ass from last night mixed with the fresh warmth from his mouth on me. It felt good in a way that left me wanting more, not less.
He stood up behind me, his hand resting warm and steady on my lower back. “You can go back to your remaining classes now,” he said, his v
