“Sir?” The woman had already opened the door and I could already hear her every footstep approaching the table.
“MmHhnn …!” I covered my mouth with my two palms when Adams pound me hard. My heart is shaking along with my trembling hand. I want to stick out my tongue because of sensation, and the thought that someone might see what we are doing —turns me on.
I stared at the sweating Adams, who was banging on me as we squeezed beneath his desk. I'm confident we'll both be caught if we just make a few false moves. Water was flowing from the corner of my eye, covering my lips, and shook him so much. He must stop first, but he didn't appear to mind, since he reduced his movement, leaned on me, and muttered.
“Hold your voice, she might hear you.” In his last thrust, he pulled my leg down, so
