"Wha?" Ella whined when he removed his wonderful hands from her skirt. She felt them moving and then she felt a table under her. After a second glance, she saw it was a desk. She sat on the edge and opened her legs so he could step between them. She groaned when his hands continued their ministrations under her skirt. She returned his kiss, her lips hard and rough against his. She didn't think she had ever been so turned on in her life and she ground her hips against his hand.