Fucking Interrupted by the Maid

Evelina

My breath hitched as Alaric’s lips trailed down the sensitive line of my neck, his stubble grazing my skin with a delicious, punishing friction. The office was quiet, the hum of the city far below us, but the air between us was thick enough to choke on.

"Mr. Sterling, we’re still in your office," I managed to whisper, though the protest sounded weak even to my own ears. My heart was ham