Olivia Grey:
In a flash, he had me pinned underneath him on the spacious back seat, gathering my wrists into one hand and holding them in place above my head.
"You're not going back to that job, Olivia." His head dipped down to my neck where he nibbled on my soft, sensitive skin and my hips shot up, grinding against him.
"Y-yes I am." I stuttered, cursing myself for showing weakness.
"No you're not. I forbid it." He growled, and I rolled my eyes.
"Xavier. I need this job to take care of myself. I do have rent and bills to pay at the end of the month." My eyes rolled back as his bulge rubbed against my clit through my thong.
"I'll take care of your bills and rent. I don't want you going back there." He looked into my eyes, his face stony.
"I can't let you do that. It's not right. I'm
