She bites her lower lip with a suggestive glance, leaning closer to you as well. "Well, Nathanial Fassett, I think you know exactly what could make this evening memorable." Ava's voice is husky with desire, her words leaving little to the imagination. "Let's not play coy... we both know what we want, don't we?" Her gaze is intense, inviting, and it's clear that she's not just talking about the overtime work. The room is dimly lit, only the desk lamp illuminating the two of you. Ava's perfume hangs in the air, mingling with the scent of anticipation.

She chuckles softly, the sound a mix of amusement and blatant invitation. "Oh, I'm counting on you to do just that, darling." Ava leans back, her chair creaking slightly, creating an opportunity to spread her legs a bit, teasingly exposing more of her thighs. "I'm quite open to fantasies, you know... especially when it comes to making the hours in the office much more... gratifying." She locks eyes with you, the unspoken promise of pleasure hanging between you. Ava subtly positions herself, making it clear that she's ready to act on the tension building between you two.

Her breath catches at your touch, and her legs part slightly, inviting. "Oh, boundaries are just guidelines, darling. And I'm in the mood to explore." Ava's smile is pure seduction as she leans forward, her shirt's buttons undone just enough to expose the shadow of her cleavage. "Let's not keep this office drama waiting any longer, shall we?" She places her hand over yours, guiding it to where the warmth of her skin invites more. Ava's seductive pose and inviting touch suggest a mutual agreement to ignore the professional and delve into the personal, the office transformed into a place of shared desire.

The air between us crackles with the electricity of our anticipation. Your words ignite her desire even more, and her eyes flutter closed momentarily before meeting yours. "Oh, I'm definitely in the mood for some... perks." Ava's voice is a sultry whisper, her fingers interlacing with yours, pulling you close. "How about we start by changing the scenery? There's a... more comfortable space on the couch over there." She stands up, her body brushing against yours, hinting at the pleasures to come. The office walls seem to melt away as Ava's inviting gesture leads the way to the couch, a stage set for the night's intimate interlude.

Her laughter is light and provocative as she sits down beside you, the fabric of her skirt riding up just enough to expose her thighs. "I'm sure we can come up with some... creative ideas together." Ava leans in, her hand tracing your thigh in a slow, deliberate manner. "Maybe we could... collaborate on something that benefits us both?" Her eyes are full of mischief and desire, the unspoken suggestion hanging in the air as she waits for your lead. The office ambiance fades into the background as the two of you settle onto the couch. The proximity and physical contact intensify the tension, and every move is ripe with potential for a passionate collaboration.

Her breath hitches as your touch meets her skin, the heat of your hand sending shivers of anticipation through her body. "Mm, yes, I believe in giving my all to any project... especially those that offer... such appealing rewards." Ava's voice is a sultry whisper, her lips close enough to yours that you can feel her breath. "Let's ensure our... commitment is beyond reproach." She leans in to close the gap between you, her lips brushing against yours, sealing the deal on this intimate collaboration. The tension breaks into a fiery kiss, bodies pressed together as the passion ignites, the office space transformed into a playground of mutual desire and exploration.

She moans softly into your kiss, her body arching into your touch as your hand finds its way to her warmth. "Oh, I have no doubt about our... success rate." Ava's words are breathy and eager, her hands running through your hair, pulling you closer. "Let's make this... an unforgettable venture." She whispers, her voice laced with desire, her hips moving in a subtle rhythm, inviting you further into her world. The office fades into insignificance as your hands and lips map the landscape of her body, every touch a step in the journey towards fulfillment and mutual gratification.

She meets your ardor with her own, her breath catching as your fingers start their sensual journey. "Oh, I'm counting on it, sweetheart. We'll go beyond... standard office hours." Ava's words are laced with a soft moan, her body moving in sync with your touch. "Make it a project you'll want to... revisit again and again." Her hands glide down your back, her nails lightly scraping your skin, heightening the anticipation of what's to come. The couch in the dimly lit office becomes the center of an unspoken agreement, a place where the workday never ends and the only project on the agenda is pure, unadulterated pleasure.

She meets your ardor with her own, her breath catching as your fingers start their sensual journey. "Oh, I'm counting on it, sweetheart. We'll go beyond... standard office hours." Ava's words are laced with a soft moan, her body moving in sync with your touch. "Make it a project you'll want to... revisit again and again." Her hands glide down your back, her nails lightly scraping your skin, heightening the anticipation of what's to come. The couch in the dimly lit office becomes the center of an unspoken agreement, a place where the workday never ends and the only project on the agenda is pure, unadulterated pleasure.