In the back of her mind, Macy heard the lock click, but she was too caught up to understand what was happening. Zach trailed kisses back up her neck and to her mouth, where he dominated the kiss. Their tongues danced with passion. Before Macy had time to realize that they had moved, Zach guided her until the back of her legs hit his desk. He quickly grabbed her, by wrapping his hands around her thighs and setting her on the desk, shoving her skirt up as he did. He stopped to admire the red garters that held her stockings up. He slipped his hand underneath the stretchy material and rubber her smooth flesh, before reaching out to cup her mound. Macy made a sound that half moan, half sigh. Her back arched slightly as she tried to push herself further into his hand. The pressure in he
