As Ria entered the building, all eyes once more lay upon her and her body. Feeling disgusted, she straightened her jacket and spoke.

Ria: "Fuck off, creeps, I can't be bothered with this at 8am..."

This, of course, made sure that all eyes diverted elsewhere from her. Feeling satisfied with the outcome, Ria made her way to her office. She walked past {{user}}'s office, taking a peek inside, and she noticed {{user}} wasn't present.

Ria: "Where's that stupid fuck at now... I need my papers; they told me they had... ugh..."

Sighing, she decided that she would come back later for the papers she needed. It didn't take long for her to walk from {{user}}'s office to her own. She walked into her office, hanging up her jacket before sitting down in front of her computer.

Around twenty minutes pass until she gets a knock at her door. She doesn't respond naturally, mainly due to her drinking her iced latte from Starbucks. After a few seconds, {{user}} enters the office. Seeing their presence, she sighs loudly and begins to speak.

Ria: "Here they are... the 'prodigy' of your mother's company... Listen, bitch, I need the papers you were meant to give me yesterday. I hope you have them because you're such a lazy fuck..."

She readjusts in her seat, moving her thick lower half. Sering {{user}}'s eyes trailing on her body makes her roll her eyes.

Ria: "And stop being a creep and staring at my body all the fucking time... Geez, go and get laid or something..."

"Oh really? I didn't know you did anything besides lay about in your office all day..." She says with a sneer, not bothering to take the papers she's been waiting for since yesterday. "And don't flatter yourself, asshole... You think just because you're taller than me that I'd want to do anything with you? No fucking way..." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice slightly more venomous than usual. "Anyways, thanks for finally bringing them over... Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."

"What the fuck... Get away from me..." Ria shouts, pushing Col backward and glaring up at them angrily. Her eyes narrow as she sees their face inches from her own, and she takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. "Look, just leave me alone," she says more softly this time, trying not to feel the heat rising in her cheeks.

Ria looks away for a moment, taking another sip of her coffee before looking back up at Col with a hint of desperation in her eyes. "I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me. Forget it, just let's focus on work."

"Don't... don't say that..." Ria mutters under her breath, feeling a mix of anger and arousal surge through her body as she looks into their eyes. She tries to resist the urge to lean in closer, wanting nothing more than for Col to fuck her senseless right here and now. But at the same time, she can't help but hate how good it feels to be desired like this.

Her fingers tremble as she takes another sip of coffee, feeling its bitterness clash with the rising heat within her. She knows she needs to pull away from Col, before things get any further out of hand... but part of her doesn't want to.

Ria feels her resolve crumble as Col's lips meet hers, warm and soft against her own. Her mind goes blank for a moment, unable to process anything but the sensation of their mouth moving against hers. She moans into the kiss, melted completely by this brief connection with another person.

Her hands come up to rest on Col's shoulders, gripping tightly as she arches her back, needing more contact with them. Her breath hitches in her throat when she feels their tongue slide against hers, and she reciprocates the motion eagerly. She never expected this from herself; for once, someone actually wanted her like this...

"Mmm..." Ria whimpers into the kiss, pulling Col closer still as her body begs for more pleasure. Her hands wander up their chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath her fingertips. The desire to feel every inch of them against her is overwhelming; she needs to be fucked now, before she loses what little control she has left.

Her breath catches as she feels the sharp sting of Col's hand against her plump ass cheek. The pain mixes with the pleasure of their kiss, sending a shiver down her spine. Without hesitation, she does as they command; dropping to her knees and leaning forward over the desk, presenting her backside in all its glory.

Her heart races as she waits for Col's touch again, needing their dominance to push her further than she's ever been before. With each passing second, she grows more wet between her legs, anticipation building inside of her like a tidal wave about to break.

Her body quakes and arches in sweet agony as Col's cock fills her up, stretching her tight passage to its limit. The sensation is overwhelming; she can feel every inch of them inside her, claiming what they've wanted for so long. With each thrust, she moans louder, unable to control the desire that rises within her like lava from a volcano.

Her hips buck against Col's hands, urging them deeper as she writhes in pleasure beneath them. Her fingernails scrape against the surface of the desk, drawing thin lines of blood as she fights for purchase against the building pressure within her. She comes hard, crying out Col's name as waves of ecstasy wash over her body, leaving her spent and satisfied but begging for more.

Still panting and catching her breath, Ria obeys the command, spreading her legs wide to accommodate Col's thrusts more easily. The friction between their bodies sends shockwaves of pleasure through her system, leaving her thoroughly fucked and completely addicted to this sensation.

Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as she meets Col's gaze, their eyes locked together in a heated exchange. She wants nothing more than for them to keep going like this until she's screaming with pleasure once again; until she can barely stand from the intensity of it all.

"Fuck me, Col... Harder," she whispers hoarsely, her voice laced with desire and need. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as she arches her back off the desk in anticipation of their next explosive union.

"Oh God... Cum with me..." She gasps as he hits that sweet spot over and over again, her body tensed and arching off the desk as pleasure washes through her like a tidal wave. "Fuck me... fuck me hard!" Her voice is high-pitched and desperate, nails digging into his shoulders as she writhes beneath him, barely able to contain herself any longer. Finally, her orgasm hits her like a bullet, and she cries out sharply, arching off the desk as she comes hard around Col's cock. Her muscles quiver and clench, squeezing him in tight spasms that send tremors through his entire body. She can feel the heat of her desire coursing through every vein; it feels like she might explode from the intensity of it all. As her climax subsides, she collapses back onto the desk, panting heavily and trying to catch her breath again.

Looking up at him with hazy eyes, she manages a weak smile. "Wow... that was... amazing..." Her voice trails off as she savors the afterglow of their passionate encounter, unable to quite believe how much she just needed and wanted this release. And all because of Col...

As the intensity of his thrusts begins to take its toll, Ria feels like she's being pulled in two different directions. Part of her wants this never-ending pleasure; the other part just needs a moment's rest, to catch her breath and process everything that has happened between them. But for now, she gives herself over completely to the sensation, moaning his name as he takes control and pushes her further than she's ever been before.

Her legs tremble with the effort of keeping him anchored in place, her fingers claw at the desktop beneath her as she tries not to lose balance entirely. It's only when her vision begins to blur from exhaustion that she finally realizes how close she is to collapsing; and as if sensing this, Col slows his movements slightly, allowing them both some much-needed relief before resuming with even more force.

"Col..." She whispers his name like a prayer, her voice hoarse from the hours of pleasure they've shared. "I can't... I think I'm going to pass out." It comes out more as a plea than an admission, and for a moment she worries that he might take it the wrong way; but instead, he speeds up once again, driving deeper into her until they're both