Torn Panties and Clitoral Climax on the Office Sofa

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The buttons of my silk shirt popped open, exposing my bare chest and stomach to the cool, conditioned air of the office.

Damian didn't hesitate. He tilted his head, his hot mouth descending with ruthless precision. He pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses down the long column of my neck, his stubble scraping a delicious friction against my sensitive skin. A sharp gasp tore from my throat as