Maid In Lace

The sounds of the slow moaning echo around the dimly lit room. A bed is placed in the middle where two people continue to grip tighter on each other and their shallow breaths increase rapidly as his pace goes a little higher. “Please…” she begs, her hand gripping tight on his exposed shoulder and while he is leaning closer to her body, pressing his hard chest against her figure, he leans back and their eyes collide for a moment. “Please what…?” his voice is seductively low and his sharp gaze pierces through her soul. “Please don’t stop -” she pleads to him, lost in a motion of seduction and pleasure. She cannot see his face but his glances are what keeps her rhythm flowing. “What do you want me to do, mama?” just the moment she hears the man, her eyes widen and fear takes over her entire body. The pleasure she was having just a few moments ago seems to be lost somewhere. Before she reacts, the door of the room pushes open and while the man continues to thrust inside her, the light

As the thunder continues to rumble, Elizabeth's fear intensifies, amplifying the racing of her heart against her chest. Sweat beads form on her forehead and it feels like it is mingling with the rain that drenches her body. She pushes herself to keep running through the darkness, desperate to escape the clutches of the stranger pursuing her.Every breath she takes feels strained and ragged, a result of both physical exertion and sheer terror. The menacing presence of the stranger lingers in her mind, a constant reminder of the danger she faces. Elizabeth's heightened senses pick up on every sound, and every movement, as she navigates the unfamiliar surroundings.Flashes of past traumatic incidents flicker before her eyes, further fueling her anxiety. The memories of those dark moments intertwine with the present threat, creating a suffocating atmosphere of fear and helplessness. Elizabeth's mind becomes a battlefield, with her fight-or-flight instincts kicking into overdrive.Her b

"It's alright, Elizabeth. I've already made myself a coffee," he reassures her, winking mischievously in her direction. Sensing a tinge of embarrassment, she immediately averts her eyes, avoiding any contact with him. Tristan can't help but smirk, thoroughly enjoying toying with her delicate nature, as he finds pleasure in playing with vulnerable women.As Elizabeth approaches to retrieve the empty coffee cup he has finished, she becomes acutely aware of his intensified gaze fixated upon her. Nervously, she swallows, her heart fluttering, as she catches him staring at her lips, his eyes sharp and a teasing grin forming on his face. She studies him closely, taking in the immaculate shape of his trimmed beard that perfectly accentuates his chin, and the captivating appeal of his mesmerizing brown eyes.Before she can gather her thoughts and respond, he catches her off guard with a soft utterance, "Do you like what you see, kitten?" His words are accompanied by a suggestive wink, foll

A strikingly handsome and affluent businessman descends from his private helicopter with an air of quiet confidence. Dressed impeccably in a tailored business suit, his dark hair perfectly styled, and his piercing gaze filled with determination, he exudes an aura of power and success.As he strides towards his opulent chalet, nestled in the picturesque surroundings, he takes in the breathtaking view of the landscape. The majestic mountains and serene lakes serve as a backdrop to his extravagant lifestyle, a testament to his accomplishments and the rewards of his hard work.The helicopter blades gradually come to a halt, their rhythmic whir replaced by the gentle rustle of leaves. His eyes sweep over the grandeur of his chalet, a haven that reflects his refined taste and penchant for luxury. The pristine gardens, manicured lawns, and elegant architecture are a testament to his discerning eye and his desire for perfection in every aspect of his life.Elizabeth engrossed in her task of

Dominic's gaze lingers on Elizabeth's small figure as he instructs her to place the tray on the bedside table. “Keep it there -” She nods in acknowledgement and walks towards the door, intending to leave the room. However, after taking only a few steps, she feels a sudden resistance as the fabric of her skirt gets caught on Dominic's expensive watch.Elizabeth's breath catches in her throat, and she quickly turns around to assess the situation. A wave of relief washes over her as she realises her initial assumption was incorrect – it's not Dominic pulling her back, but rather the thread of her skirt entangled with his watch. Politely, she informs him, "It's stuck," and takes a step back, moving closer to him.With caution, Elizabeth reaches out and touches the watch, delicately attempting to free the thread of her skirt from its clasp. She handles the situation with utmost care, fully aware of the value of his watch and the financial burden she would face if any damage were to occu