Pressing her back against the wall, Preston growled at Addison’s erotic words, feeling like they were going from his ears straight to his cock and causing him to throb deeply inside of her.  Part of him wondered how a girl this hot was still single, but in actuality, he didn’t KNOW she was single.  Hell, she could have a boyfriend who didn’t know how to fuck her right and this was just a fling.  Preston really doubted that was the case, and he certainly HOPED it wasn’t, but it just reminded him how much they still had to learn about one another.  Of course, those thoughts were fleeting at best, as he had far more important matters right in front of him.  Literally.<br/><br/>Lowering his hips, Preston began thrusting with abandon, his hand lifting Addison’s lithe, shapely leg even higher while a wicked grin played out on his face.  Part of him, the part that knew it should be worried about doing this in the office let alone with Gary’s daughter, told him that Addison was being loud, far louder than was safe even considering how far down the hallway they were.  Conversely though, that riskier side she seemed to have brought out of told him to go for more, which was why each thrust banged her back against the wall, the angle of his thrusting determined to lift her all the way onto her toes, before he managed to curl them.<br/><br/>“Mmmm, there is nothing I want more than you fuck you hard, baby…” Preston groaned, his eyes drinking in every look of need passing over Addison’s pretty face.  “I want to make you my little slut, right here in your father’s business…”