MikaHis kisses slowly trailed down from my lips to my neck, leaving a burning sensation with every touch. I instinctively held onto his hair, gripping it tightly as I allowed him to continue, my body responding to every movement he made. Before I even realized it, he had already guided me down, lowering my body onto the surface of the conference room table.It was obvious how desperate and hungry he was. The way he kissed me felt overwhelming—deep, consuming, almost drowning me in the intensity of it. His hands were busy, quickly moving to unbutton the polo I was wearing, his fingers working with urgency and impatience.I suddenly froze when I felt his hand slip inside my clothes, his touch warm against my skin. His hand traveled along my back, slowly reaching for the clasp of my bra, clearly intending to remove it.I placed my hands on his shoulders and simply let him do whatever he wanted. My gaze wandered toward the glass wall of the conference room. Outside, the sky had already t
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