A sharp knock at the door cut through the thick, heated air of the office, freezing Devon and Rachel in place right in the middle of their heavy breathing.
Their bodies were still tangled up close, slick with sweat that made their skin stick together, breaths coming in heavy, ragged sync like they were one person.
Rachel's legs were wrapped loose around his waist, her back pressed firm against the cool glass of the window, the chill seeping through her skin and making her shiver even as her body burned hot from the inside.
Cum leaked slow and warm from where they joined, trailing down her thighs in sticky rivulets that felt weird and hot, mixing with her own juices that had gushed out during her final, screaming climax, the scent of sex heavy in the air—salty and musky, filling every breath she took.
Rachel's body still trembling from the overwhelming pleasure that had ripped through her like a storm, leaving her breathless and spent, her muscles weak like jelly.
