Chapter 63

Seven’s POV

I almost came on the spot when she said those words.

If only she knew how hard it had been for me to concentrate on anything but the memory of her, almost naked, close to me.

I’d barely been able to have a conversation with anyone without wishing they were her, bent over, taking my cock.

I pushed her forward, and her arms came up to brace against the wall, her ass still hard against me. The things I was going to do to that ass.

“Spread your legs, Shantelle. Spread your legs for me,” I said as I pulled her skirt up.

She complied, resting her head against her hands, groaning as I tore her panties down her legs.

With one hand, I unzipped my pants, freeing my cock.

I was so hard for her, it was aching. But I needed to do one thing first.

I needed to hear her come. I wasn’t selfish and I wasn’t about to start now. I wanted her to have the pleasure that she asked me for and more.

I dropped to my knees between h