Chapter 4
Ivy’s POV
“This feels way too intimate,” I whispered under my breath as I sat pressed right next to Marcus at the big desk, our chairs touching so closely that his thigh stayed warm against mine the whole time.
The office was completely silent now, just the two of us and the thick report open between us.
Every small movement made my short skirt ride higher on my bare thighs and reminded me I had nothing underneath.
I could feel how wet I still was from the corner time earlier.
“Read the next section out loud,” Marcus said quietly, pointing at the paragraph with one finger while his other hand rested on the back of my chair. “Keep your voice steady and professional. No shaking.”
I took a breath and started. “The university’s commitment to academic excellence requires all
