Christine knew she needed to please this man, to convince him to give her a child.
At least, to keep his hand where it was.
Her mind fixated on Adrian's five-minute limit - her dignity, virtue, reputation... none mattered anymore. All she cared about was whether he was hard.
Forgetting all propriety, she reached her other hand toward his lap.
It remained soft and quiet, dormant beneath his suit pants.
Her heart sank.
Her sex experience was limited. Ethan had been her first and only, and she'd barely seen any porns content - even pop-up ads made her blush and click away.
...How could she possibly seduce Adrian?
With no choice, she followed instinct.
She shifted her hips to the desk's edge. Gripping Adrian's index finger tightly, she aimed at her entrance. Taking a deep breath, she guided both their fingers inside herself together.
