Her Collateral Bride: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

bedroom or decide to work out in the home gym or do

something else.

No, she always came to her office. If she didn’t, what had

Haley really lost aside from the feeling in her numb legs from

being crouched for so long? For a big desk, the space

underneath wasn’t very comfortable at all. Her knees started to

ache, and her shins, which were tucked underneath her, turned

into pins and needles after only a few minutes. But she wasn’t

going to get out from under that desk. She waited. And waited.

And waited.

She didn’t just want to seduce Claire. She wanted more. She

wanted all the things she was obviously scared

to give. She

wanted the taste of her on her tongue. She could still feel

Claire’s mouth on her skin, still feel the imprints of her hand

and that strap on her ass. Haley wriggled, getting wet under

the desk just thinking about it, but she didn’t just want sex.

She’d always wanted more, and Claire wasn’t comfortable

giving it. This time, she was going to ask. Not demand. Not

take. Ask.

Haley held her breath when she heard the front door open

and close. She heard Jenny’s voice, muffled, but she knew it

was her, and then Claire’s. The footsteps that echoed down the

hallway were the telltale click of heels. She’d heard this

before. The first time she’d been trapped in here, caught in

here, when she shouldn’t have been there. She didn’t feel that

way this time. This time, Haley was very sure she should be

exactly where she was.

Despite her discomfort and the numb parts of her body, she

held absolutely still. Her heart rate doubled when the door