Impromptu
He grab hold of her and kissed her, the second he saw her by the office doors, with a hand tagging at her hair and one slowly tracing the hems of her skirt. Their kiss broke with both of their eyes hooded in lust, a playful smirk marred on his handsome face. He gazed down at her with eyes wild, filled with mischief.
"The copy room, to the right, open the door and wait for me there. Understood?" was what he said, before she smiled, feeling the fluttering anticipation straight to her core of desire.
"Yes, Sir."
"Good- now go, I'll be in three minutes.."
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TEARDROPS
ŞiirJust Words. Random words that cut you deep. This is my world- and I'm a broken piece of artwork.
