Beneath the dim glow of the office lights, Mike's presence filled the air with a palpable tension. Each time his breath brushed against your skin, another wave of warmth washed over you; heated kisses along your neck leaving no doubt as to his true intentions, though they were accompanied by soft, pleading whispers, desperately seeking to sway you.

"No one will hear us," he whispered, his hoarse voice barely a whisper. "Please, it’s just us."