~Lyra~

Because he looked so satisfied.

So smug.

So calm.

Like this was all part of his evil little masterplan.

Like he was already planning what desk to bend me over when I started online classes.

“You’re smiling,” I hissed, my whole body trembling from where I was still stretched around his cock. “Why are you smiling? This is not a smiling situation.

“This is a ‘call the police’ situation. This is a ‘burn the house down and flee to Cuba’ situation. ...