She gasped, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and fear as I spun her around, pressing her back against the cubicle wall. I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, my other hand exploring her body, teasing her, tantalizing her.
"But Jack,'' she protested weakly, her voice a soft, breathless whisper. ''Someone might see us, might hear us.''
I grinned a wicked, dangerous smile that promised dark, dirty delights. ''Let them,'' I growled, my voice a low, commanding rumble. ''Let them hear you scream my name, Julie. Let them hear you beg for more.''
Her eyes widened, her pupils dilating with desire as she stared up at me, her lips parted in a soft, inviting gasp. I could see the mix of fear, excitement, and raw, unadulterated lust shining in her eyes, and it only served to fuel my own desire, my own need to claim her, to fuck her, to make her mine.