Chapter 65 Mr. Ford... slow down!

"Ah... Mr. Ford... slow down!" He was far too bold, starting to kiss her chest right there on the office chair. His hands gripped Celeste's waist, pulling her close to him. Before long. Celeste's blouse was yanked up to her waist, her stunning chest nearly smothering Nathaniel's face. As he kissed her, the sound echoed in her ears. "Slow? You're the one teasing me, and now you want me to stop, huh?" Nathaniel not only kept going but spread her legs apart and slid his hand in deeper. Celeste leaned back helplessly, clutching his head, her fingers threading through his short hair. The prickly sensation on her palm coincided with his fingers moving inside her. She couldn't help but arch her back, a soft moan escaping her lips! "Mr. Ford, stop—" The office door wasn't even locked, and she could vaguely see people passing by outside. With people coming and going, how could he even think of doing this... "Stop?" Nathaniel looked up at her, her cheeks already red, and finally pull