Sweet orgasm Stories

Riley sits in her leather back chair, the Hartford merger file in front of her, waiting for Walker to arrive, she desperately wants to postpone it, but understands how vital this is. Walker strides into Riley's office, his broad shoulders filling the doorway like he owns the place, which, professionally speaking, he doesn't. But the way his rolled-up sleeves cling to his forearms, veins tracing paths Riley's fingers itch...