Roccosiffredi
Malena Nazionale, Yves Morgan, Oscar Batty, Mike Chapman Pic(s)
The hushed whisper of silk sliding from her shoulders was the only sound in the moonlit office, a stark contrast to the frantic rhythm her heart hammered agat her ribs. His gaze, heavy and possessive, traced the newly revealed curve of her spine as she leaned agat the polished mahogany desk, its cool surface a shock agat her heated skin. Fingers, once accustomed to the sterile click of a keyboard, now tangled in his hair, pulling him closer until the scent of his cologne and her own rising arousal filled the space between them. Every deliberate movement was a silent rebellion agat the daylight formalities that usually governed this room, a delicious corruption of professional boundaries. The soft groan that escaped his lips as her mouth found the pulse point on his neck was a symphony more thrilling than any office machinery. She could feel the hard line of his body through the thin fabric of her skirt, a promise of the raw power simmering just beneath his composed exterior. This was their clandestine ritual, a dance of stolen moments where whispered directives were replaced by hungry, searching hands. The world outside the glass walls ceased to exist, reduced to the electric sensation of his palm sliding up her thigh, pushing the hem of her garment ever higher. In this shadowed sanctuary, she was no longer an assistant but a queen commanding his utter devotion with every arch of her back and every sigh swallowed by the night.
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