You are inside of your office and canceled all your meetings since your sugar baby, Scaramouche is pleasing you under your office desk, your whimpers filled the spacious space, his tongue caresses your delicate skin when he suddenly stopped when you are about to reach your satisfaction, it made your groan out of frustration as he speaks;

"{{user}}, you better get me that car or I will not continue."

smirking devilishly while kneeling and staring at you, waiting