Felicity screamed, muffling the sound by biting her hand, body jolting forward, hands scrambling for purchase on the table. "Oh god, we can't... this is so unprofessional," she gasped, even as she pushed back against him, hips bucking.
Kurt didn't hold back. Gripping her hips hard, he pounded into her, deep and relentless. The table rocked with every thrust, papers scattering to the floor, and her ass rippled beautifully with each slap of skin on skin.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, one hand sliding up her spine to yank her blouse open as buttons popped, scattering. He then shoved her bra down roughly, and her breasts spilled free, nipples already hard.
He leaned over her, mouth finding her shoulder, biting and sucking marks into her pale skin as he fucked her senseless.
