“Ahhh—uhhh,” Genesis’s moans filled the air, her hand pressed against the glass window before sliding up to clutch Knight’s shoulders, trying to steady herself with each deep thrust. Her mouth fell open in a gasped cry.

“Ahh—yes, yes,” she breathed out, her nails digging into his shoulders. Knight stared at her, his blue eyes dark under the dim light of the office, tears still gliding down his face. Her words from earlier echoed in his head.

THWACK.

THWOP.

The rapid, wet sounds of his hips meeting hers filled the quiet, empty room.

“I’m so sorry,” he murmured against her neck, his thrusts not slowing. Genesis looked down at him, her...