Promotional Support

Ember's stomach's in knots before that promotion interview. Lex swings by to work out the kinks, kneading her shoulders like he actually gives a damn. She melts, shirt pulling just enough to give him a full shot down her blouse. Nipples tight against thin lace, her tits barely contained. Lex gets hard so fast it almost hurts. "You need more than a back rub to loosen up, Snow." He spins her chair, drops to his knees, yanks her skirt up and her panties down in one move. Tongue finds her clit before she's even ready, licking wide and filthy while two fingers slide straight into that wet heat. She grabs his hair, hips rocking forward like her job might depend on it. He eats her through two quick orgasms, then stands, cocks out, and fucks her right there—hard, fast, desk shaking under them. Ember walks into the interview with shaky legs and a grin she can't hide.