C36 Livia

“This is the last time,” I pant.

My palms are pressed hard against the sliding glass doors in Chase’s sunroom. My dress is around my waist, my knee is hitched up so it will leave an imprint on the glass, and his cock is pounding into me at just the right angle when it occurs to me that I might be in trouble.

And I’m not talking about the baby I have coming.

“The last time