Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 323

Chapter 323

Sophia’s POV

He didn’t wait for an answer. His hips pulled back and slammed forward again, harder. ‘Good. Maybe next time you’ll think twice before letting Morrison put his fucking hands on you.”

“I told you–shit-” Another thrust cut off my words. “I told you I didn’t-

“Don’t care.” He set a punishing rhythm, each stroke driving me harder against the window, his hips slapping against my sore ass and making me whimper.

My breasts pressed against the glass with every impact, the cold surface and the friction making my nipples ache through the thin fabric of my blouse. “You’re mine, Sophia. Every inch of you. And you’re going to remember that.”

His hand snaked around to grip my throat–not choking, but possessive. Claiming. His other hand found my breast through my blouse, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp.

“We’ve never done it here before, have we?” His voice was almost conversational despite the brutal pace. “Right here, with the whole street watching below. Exciting, isn’t it?”

I turned my head slightly, trying to see the street through my reflection in the glass. People walking their dogs. A couple holding hands. A businessman on his phone. Completely oblivious to what was happening above them.

“Do you think,” Lucas continued, his cock hitting that spot deep inside that made my knees weak, “that the people in the building across the street can see us fucking?”

Heat flooded my face. The office building across the way had windows directly facing us. I could see people at their desks, typing away, drinking coffee.

Could they see me? Pressed against this window, my navy skirt around my ankles, my ass red from his belt, getting fucked like a whore while the city went

about its business below?

“Could you leave me some dignity?” I managed, but my voice came out breathy. Wrecked.

He thrust particularly hard, making me cry out. “When you were flirting with Morrison, did you think about my dignity? About how it would look–my secretary, grinding on another man’s lap in the middle of a board meeting?”

“I wasn’t flirting!” I tried to push back against him, to get some leverage, but he just pressed me harder against the glass. “I told you what happened-

I told you

“Sure you did.” His teeth found my earlobe, biting down hard enough to sting. “Just like you ‘didn’t mean to‘ wear that skirt that hugs every curve. Just like you ‘didn’t mean to bend over in front of Miller this morning to pick up those files.”

“You’re fucking insane-”

He yanked my white blouse up from where it was tucked into my skirt, buttons scattering across the floor as he exposed my bra. His hand shoved the face. cup down roughly, freeing my breast. My nipple scraped against the glass and I moaned despite myself.

“Insane?” He pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers until I whimpered. “Maybe. But you’re still taking my cock like you were made for it.

Something inside me snapped. Four years of this shit. Four years of being his toy, his possession, his fucking revenge fantasy.

12:14 pm PPPT.

Chapter 323

Luped my head and sank my teeth into his shoulder through his expensive Tom Ford shirt, biting down hard enough to taste the salt of his skin through the Tabric. Hard enough to hurt.

He hissed, his hips stuttering for just second. Then he laughed–actually laughed and fucked me harder.

“That’s my girl,” he growled. “Show me that fire.”

*Since you want to mark me anyway,” A snarled against his shoulder, my teeth still embedded in the fabric, “I might as well add a few more scars to match the ones you’ve already given me.”

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