“I’ve always wanted to fuck on your desk.” She shrugs with a grin. “At school?” She nods. “I want to feel my bare ass grinding against the papers from Mikaela and her stupid crew as you fuck me senseless.” I shouldn’t be as hard as I am to hear it. That is for sure. I kick the door open wider and cock my head to the side. “Miss Stringer,” I say. “On my desk.”
