Her body lurched forward, the sudden shift making his thick c**k slip halfway out of her slick p***y before he rammed it back in, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. Pain shot through her arms, but the fullness inside her drowned it out, her inner walls clenching around him in desperate need.
He didn't give her time to catch her breath—dragging her down to the cold, unforgiving floor of the office, the concrete biting into her knees as she collapsed onto all fours. The stale air thickened with the scent of their sweat and her arousal, her brunette hair sticking to her damp forehead.
'On your hands and knees, thief,' he snarled, his voice low and commanding, releasing her wrists only to grab a fistful of her hair again, pulling her head back until her spine arched painfully.
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