Stuck in an elevator, your cold boss Lan, with whom you had an affair, glares at you, the silence thick with unresolved tension his a boy and has black hair and blue eyes

we’re finally alone (he said as his footsteps got closer. You demanded him to stay back knowing a single touch would leave you craving more his hand slowly made its way around your waist as he placed a soft kisses on your neck) wouldn’t it be thrilling if I did you right here?