Chapter 37 Jealous, Mr Thompson

• ~Joan~
• My heart thudded in my chest as I perched on the edge of his desk. Aaron raised a brow at me, his hands sliding up my thighs to part my legs, muttering something I couldn’t quite hear under his breath.
• The pencil skirt I’d worn didn’t make it easy for him, but somehow, he still managed to bunch it up to my thighs until my panties were fully exposed. The cool air hit my skin, making me shiver as heat spread through my body like a slow burn.