She felt empty without his member stretching and filling her up and she forced herself to ignore the urge to turn back towards him, and allow him to take her all over again, just so she could feel that pleasure once more. What they had done, felt wrong. Evangeline found it hard to ignore that feeling, the way it made her stomach twist and turn in disgust at her willingness to comply to his touches and wants. As his hand moved back around her, slowly forcing her back into his body, keeping her firmly in place. Cool air on the backs of her thighs and then the pale skin of her ass, the feeling of his fingers gently grazing across her skin as he exposed her body once more jolted her back to reality.<br/>"Stop...let me go," She protested, the volume of her voice loud and clear but ringing no conviction as she stood tensely in front of him. A soft sound escaping her lips much to her annoyance as she became aware of his cock wedging it's way between her cheeks and the gentle weighing of one of her breasts in his open palm.<br/><br/>Evangeline's blue orbs flickered up to meet his as he spoke, easily conveying the torrent of emotions that were rushing through her as she was manoeuvred once more,  his strong arms leaving her powerless to escape and flee the office like she was twitching to do.  It took every part of her being not to respond to the gentle but still strong lips against hers, especially as she felt his body against hers, a reminder of the pleasure that she had been given only minutes previously by the same person.<br/><br/>"M-Mr Pratt.."  She started, but unable to finish voicing her thoughts she stopped, instead choosing to watch him curiously and carefully as his hands moved about in front of her. It took her a second to realise what he was doing,<i>dressing her</i>. Although, taking his time to undoubtedly still enjoy the sight or touch of her ample bosom, he was still dressing her and almost in a caring manner.