~Wolfgang’s P.O.V.~
My hands wrapped around Marcelline’s slim waist, sliding up her shirt as I pushed her back against my closed office door. A gasp slipped past her lips as my teeth came down, nipping at her beautiful neck. She moaned, writhing against my body and pressing her perfectly round t.its against my hard chest. Her heartbeat thumped loudly in my ears as her skin was covered in goosebumps. I could see her peeked n*****s poking underneath my thin white shirt she was wearing. Teasingly, I blew hot air against her collarbone over my mark on her pretty little neck. I released a groan in the back of my throat, feeling her hardened n*****s rub my skin through our clothing. My teeth grazed over her mark, teasingly biting around it as I waited for her to beg me. I wanted to hear her beg
