Gods he looked good naked - he was all soft hot skin and lines and she didn't hide her intense gaze now that she could finally see him fully. As he took off his own shoes, she toed hers back on, giving her height and jutting her naked chest out even more than her pride already did. She didn't answer his question though, simply walked toward her desk, gently pushed aside the notes she'd been working on when he arrived, moved the coffee cups to the cabinet on the side of the office, and placed her hands on the hard wood. She leaned in, her back to him, and lay flat on the desk, the cool wood doing delicious, contrasting things to her nipples. 'I need you deeper," she said looking back across the office to him, her voice low and intimate, rough from use.