Inside her workspace
The connection between our lips lasted for over half a minute. Initially, Kazuha-nee resisted my sudden intimacy but she gave in within ten seconds, embracing it wholeheartedly.
Her hands clutched at me as our bodies pressed together, the friction between us intensifying. She even hooked one leg behind my back, giving me room to move my lower body, heightening the stimulation for both of us.
Still, we couldn’t stay in the same spot for too long. They’d notice the lack of activity, after all.
To legitimize the excuse she’d given about organizing something, I slowly shifted us away from the edge of the enclosed workspace, guiding her toward her chair.
It creaked under the weight as I sat down squarely, the wheels rolling back slightly. Kazuha-nee followed, straddling me once more. Any thought of reprimanding me was completely forgotten in the heat of the moment.