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Office tension, professional boundaries crossed

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Hold Still

The way your pulse hammered against the skin of your throat through my viewfinder felt like a rhythmic demand for an edit.

35 min · 183 views · workplace

A Small Tin of Tiger Balm

The air in Flagstaff was too thin for the secrets I was trying to keep, every breath dragging the scent of pine and his skin deep into my lungs.

47 min · 453 views · mountain retreat

The Professionalism Left the Building Around Three P.M.

His thumb was hooked in my belt loop, dragging the denim just low enough to let the draft hit my hip bone.

13 min · 584 views · bookstore after hours

"You’ve Got Flour on Your Eyelashes"

He leaned in until the heat from his chest radiated through my silk slip, his breath smelling of peppery olive oil and gin.

24 min · 2,927 views · tuscany

October 12th, 4:18 PM

Sophia was vibrating with a controlled, executive fury that usually translated into a hostile takeover, but here it just felt like heat.

17 min · 2,931 views · workplace

Finish Your Drink

The way you’re looking at my collarbone suggests a high-intent audience with a significant budget for bad decisions.

12 min · 3,657 views · workplace

Maya's Keychain

You looked like a problem in that vintage university sweatshirt, specifically the kind of problem I’ve spent ten years trying to solve.

22 min · 563 views · workplace

I Really Thought the Open Bar Would Be the Problem

The humidity in Tulum was a physical weight, like a bad quarterly projection, and you were standing by the mezcal bar looking like a liability.

13 min · 1,175 views · workplace

—besides, the lace was starting to itch

My pulse was a frantic, irregular rhythm in my neck, a physiological betrayal of the clinical indifference I’d spent six years perfecting.

20 min · 598 views · workplace

Brix

I watched the way his thumb tracked the rim of the glass, like he was looking for a flaw in my packaging before the pitch.

16 min · 1,499 views · napa valley

Pull the Heavy Curtains

Her heels clicked against the parquetry with the rhythmic, punishing precision of a chef's knife hitting a walnut board in a busy service.

15 min · 568 views · workplace erotica

Have You Always Known Exactly Where I Break?

I could see your pulse in your throat, a frantic little bird trapped under the skin, while you discussed the charcoal's grit.

14 min · 16 views · workplace