Trapped in the backroom, Scarlett Fall shivers as Wrex Oliver's stern gaze rakes over her. 'Turn around, hands on the wall,' he orders, his voice sending a thrill down Scarlett's spine. She complies, her breath hitching as his strong hands pat her down, lingering on her curves. He finds the stolen goods, but his interest is piqued by her body's betrayal. 'You're a naughty little thief, aren't you?' he growls, his fingers tracing the lace of her panties. Scarlett bites her lip, her cheeks flushing as Wrex's exploration becomes anything but professional, his thick cock pressing against her ass as he grinds against her, turning her strip search into a taboo, heated fuck.