Late Nights. Locked Doors. No HR. 🌙🔐

The building’s empty, the city’s asleep—but we’re wide awake, tangled in the kind of trouble HR would fire us for… if they ever found out. 🌙🔐 Fluorescent lights hum overhead as he pins me against the filing cabinets, his mouth swallowing my gasps, his hands rewriting every professional boundary I ever had. No witnesses. No rules. Just the click of the lock, the rustle of blazers hitting the floor, and the unspoken agreement that this—the heat, the hunger, the reckless way he claims me after hours—is our secret to keep. 💼🔥 I came for overtime pay… but I stay for the way he whispers my name like a confession against my neck. In the daylight, we’re colleagues. But in the dark? We’re addicted. And with no HR to answer to, the only policy we follow is don’t stop. 😏

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