Warning: this chapter contains slight NSFW content! ;)
"Oh! Ah... Mh... Mh... N... Ah! Walter! Oh, F—...Nh! Ah... More!"
"Giselle, tone it down..."
He covered her mouth, making her even more excited, her moaning muffled behind his firm fingers. The desk was creaking beneath them, the piles of paper slowly shaking. He kept going, rough, making her body tremble and quiver under his assaults. She loved it. She loved how he didn't stop once he started, how he didn't slow down nor lessen his onslaught no matter how much she moaned and cried out. He complained she was loud, but how could she not be when he was taking her like this? Her upper body bent over the desk, she couldn't predict the next pound as he was thrusting into her from behind, and she loved it. His hand on her waist, her legs
