[His hands reach for her shoulders to pull her closer and to pin her at the very edge of the desk. He's tall enough to get a decent angle on her, but not a perfect one -- an oversight, at the very least. But then again, fucking Nisha on his double's desk was not originally in the design contract.
So Jack has to work for it a little -- grind against gravity and hope she's thirsty enough to fall into step with him. He leans in, panting into the crook of her neck as he fights the awkward position he's managed to out himself in.]
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So Jack has to work for it a little -- grind against gravity and hope she's thirsty enough to fall into step with him. He leans in, panting into the crook of her neck as he fights the awkward position he's managed to out himself in.]