"Good morning," Arlette greeted.
"Morning," Caius answered as his eyes glanced down at the box and then back up to her face, "When did you get back?"
"Last night," Arlette answered and she wasn't even done when Caius had crossed the room and wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her off the desk and against his body as he pressed his lips to hers.
"Mmm," Arlette let out in a long moan as she took one hand off the box so she could wrap both her arms around Caius's neck, pulling his head hard against her as she thrust her chest—and thus her boobs—against his chest.
When they separated, Arlette was short of breath and tried to speak but could only manage gasps until she just smiled. Caius smiled along with her, one of his hands stretching down to her ass to cup a feel and pull her lower half against him.
"Ngh!" Arlette groaned and bit her lip lightly but she was finally able to speak words again and said,
