Chapter 537

Chapter 537

Taylor took Gavin back to the bedroom. She was familiar with the place. Despite the soreness in her lower back, she pulled open a drawer, grabbed a clean pair of underwear, and hurried into the bathroom.

She took off her clothes and began to shower, feeling the slow trickle of semen from inside her body.


Taylor could sense the unclean stickiness between her legs, which made her quite uncomfortable.

But when she thought of the way Gavin looked at her with desire, she couldn't help but place her hand on her hip. The faint warmth from Gavin's hand smacking her butt still lingered, and her tender private area was still lost in the tingling sensation of being rubbed. Her vaginal opening was slightly parted, with traces of semen still dripping out from deep within.

This feeling of just being loved, of not yet fully coming down from the high of passionate sex, made Taylor incredibly excited. Even lying in bed, she could still feel the weight of a strong man pressing down on her, the heat of his breath on her face, vividly imprinted on her body. She pressed her thighs together, trying to keep herself from feeling anything further.



Forcing herself not to think about it, Taylor closed her eyes and went to sleep.

The next day, Gavin followed her to the office.

The moment Taylor stepped into the elevator, he followed right after her, his tall figure instantly cutting off her line of sight.


There was a big height difference between Taylor and Gavin. He had to bend down to kiss her lips. In the elevator, with just the two of them, he shamelessly pinned Taylor against the wall and kissed her deeply. His hands slipped under her shirt, caressing her smooth back. A small break appeared in Taylor's stoic expression as she responded to his fervent kiss.



Gavin pushed her legs apart, wedging his knee between them and teasing her deliberately. "Master, this is an elevator. What if there's a camera?"


Taylor snapped back to reality, looking up at the hidden camera. She tried to push Gavin away, but he grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head. His hot lips roamed over her face and neck, licking and kissing her beautiful collarbone.

Taylor tilted her head back, panting as she ordered, "Let go."

Gavin bit her ear playfully as punishment, licking her reddened earlobe and refusing, "No way. I want to kiss you from your fingers all the way to your toes, hear you scream as you climax."

Just imagining that scene, kissing from fingers to toes, made Taylor's spine tingle. A shuddering pleasure surged through her, her fingertips trembling. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing emotions, and said coldly, "It's work time."

"Lunch break lasts until 1:30. We've still got an hour," Gavin said with a smile. He unbuttoned her shirt, one hand pulling it up, the other holding her hands in place. He lowered his head and kissed her chest.

Her nipple, teased by his wet tongue, made Taylor moan. Her eyes fixed on the camera until she saw the red light stop blinking, indicating it was turned off. Only then did she lift her chest instinctively, offering her small, red nipple to Gavin's warm mouth. Her face revealed a craving to be satisfied by a man. "Suck me," she ordered, keeping her eyes shut.



Gavin, buried in her chest, did as she wished, sucking on her sensitive nipple until it swelled and glistened, standing out brightly on her breast. Her now-free hands pulled up her shirt, offering the other aching nipple to Gavin's mouth. She moaned aloud, almost tearing up, her lower body restless.

He deliberately bit her nipple, the mix of pain and pleasure stimulating her nerves, making her cry out.

Suddenly, the elevator doors opened. Taylor came to her senses, pushed Gavin away, and slapped him. "Get lost!"

She couldn't believe how easily she'd fallen into his trap of desire.

But Taylor never denied herself. She locked the door, walked up to Gavin with a cold face, and said, "We can do it once during lunch break, but don't wrinkle my clothes. You must use a condom. I still have work to do."

Even with her cold words coming from those thin, red lips, Gavin felt his erection twitch. He stared at her face, noticing the blush growing deeper. His gaze slowly moved from her chin down her slender neck, eventually settling on her waist.

Taylor unbuttoned her shirt. Gavin couldn't wait any longer. He yanked off her clothes, tossing them onto the desk, then undid his belt and pulled down her tight skirt to her calves. The sight of her white underwear hugging her round butt came into view. Her long legs were incredibly tempting, the skin on the inside of her thighs unbelievably soft.

Gavin slowly tugged down her underwear, and Taylor stood still, letting him strip off the last piece covering her lower body.

He knelt in front of her, his lips tentatively kissing her private area. He took her clit into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it with all his skill, combining light nibbles with sucking. Taylor gripped the only shirt still on her body, feeling the tingling sensation of his tongue on her clit and the sharp pain of his teeth grazing the tip. Intense pleasure crawled up her spine, spreading through her limbs, making her hips push forward, craving deeper stimulation.

"Give me more," Taylor cried out. Her private area was already twitching with pleasure, longing for a man's touch. She grabbed Gavin's hand and placed it on her butt. "Touch me here."

Gavin's hand caressed her firm butt for a moment before slipping into her private area. It was soaking wet, soft, as if waiting for penetration.

He couldn't hold back anymore. His large tip pushed into her, the veins rubbing against her walls.

His tip reached as deep as it could go, yet it kept pressing further, as if trying to claim her heart, forcing her to accept its rough dominance. It thrust into her fragile private area with fierce, brutal intensity.

"Master, should we get married?" Gavin asked.

Taylor closed her eyes, pretending not to hear, giving no response.

"Let's get married."

Under Gavin's repeated pleading, Taylor finally said, "If you don't want to have sex, I'll find someone else."

Gavin felt hurt. "You don't have to say things like that to upset me, Master. Please don't hurt me with your words."

His hips slammed against her round butt, already deep inside, but still not satisfied. He leaned over her slender back, pushing his entire length into her, almost as if he wanted everything to fit inside.

Taylor's butt pressed tightly against Gavin's hips, his coarse pubic hair rubbing against her skin. With each thrust, his balls slapped against her butt. She moaned with excitement, her voice hoarse as she said, "Fine, I won't say it."

Seeing her face show a dazed expression from being overwhelmed, Gavin had her kneel on the ground. Her red private area was stretched full, every fold seemingly opened by him. He slowly pulled out, then pushed back in, savoring the lewd sight of her closing and reopening with each movement.