Chapter 155

“I’m getting late, Simon,” Elena whined as she pushed against him, her palms flat on his hard chest, her eyes wide and up, staring at the ceiling.

Simon continued kissing her neck, grunting and growling, pinning her hands behind her on the table, trying his best to make her stay.

They were currently in his home office right now. She had come to say goodbye so she could leave for her shoot and then home, but ended up being thrown on his desk and ravished. Not that she was complaining. She loved the attention he showered on her, but she did have to leave.

And she was getting late.

Simon didn’t listen to her; he was too lost in her scent, the feel of her skin, and the sound of her moans and whimpers. He loved it when she moaned his name so sexily. He loved it when she couldn’t control her lust but fought against it anyway. He loved it when she tried to break free but ended up giving in to him, again and again.

Elena bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning when he tugged her earlobe