Margaret quietly closed the door behind her and walked away.
Inside the office, the world no longer existed.
Alex and Victoria were completely lost in each other. Time, place, responsibishared, all of it had vanished. There was only the heat of their bodies, the slow-then-deep rhythm of their joining, and the soft sounds that filled the quiet room.
Victoria's breath hitched sharply.
"Alex… I'm— I'm going to cum again…" she whimpered, her voice trembling. Her arms tightened around his neck as her body began to shake.
She had already lost count of how many times she had come. The desk beneath them was soaked. Clear, glossy trails of her release ran down the polished wood and dripped onto the floor. Her thighs and the insides of her legs were shiny and wet, marked thoroughly by how many times she had already come for him.
Alex's eyes darkened with quiet intensity. He leaned in, forehead pressed to hers, and spoke in a low, firm voice.
"Hold it."
