Chapter 199: The Anxiety Attack

I was taken by surprise when Marco dragged me by the hand toward an empty room at the far end of the hallway. My surprise was doubled when he pushed me against the wall with his back flat against me, leaned over with my chin in his grip, and claimed my lips in a bruising kiss.

"I missed you," he murmured, grinding his erection against my ass cheeks, palming my breasts through my blazer with his other hand. "I can't get you out of my head."

<i>Shit, there goes my resolve. </i>

"Marco, we shouldn't," I panted, but my hands were reaching behind me to undo his belt like magic. Despite knowing how wrong it is, how risky, I want him. I need him.

"I know, <i>principessa</i>." He kissed me again, assisting me in pushing his pants down, and then his fingers pulled my panties to the side, hard cock nudging my entrance, collecting the juices, smearing it over my slit teasingly.

"Fuck me," I groaned painfully, resting my forehead against the wall. "Just fuck me, don't tease."