By Mia Sumner
She wasn’t going to do it again, of course. No way she would repeat that embarrassment. It was imprinted in her memory.
On her knees, in an office, Logan’s cock in her mouth and that smug look on his face, his cum going down her throat.
A stupid, drunken, humiliating mistake that she had to relive any time he looked at her. Of course, she wouldn’t do it again.
So why had she picked out that dress? One that was sure to attract his eyes. Why had she figured out three places that she could do what she was definitely not going to do this year?
Why had she booked a hotel room right next to the office?
Why was she so wet?
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