Embezzlement, Ropes & Girdles Are A Real Turn On

Arielle and Tina work the same desk and fuck when the lights go out. They’re also skimming cash on the side, and tonight they plan to make it look like outsiders forced their hands. Tina winds rope around Arielle’s wrists, her fingers sliding over warm skin more than is strictly necessary. Every knot pulls them closer. When Tina leans in to gag her, Arielle catches her mouth instead, and the cloth drops to the floor. Tongues meet, teeth scrape, hips grind against the desk edge while the clock ticks toward the audit. Tina hikes Arielle’s skirt, shoves her deeper into the chair, and threads more rope between her thighs, tugging until the pressure makes Arielle moan into the next kiss. The office door is unlocked. The money’s already gone. All they have left is the rope, the risk, and the hard, wet heat between them.