I decided to bake a carrot cake, complemented with chocolate sauce, and set the table, taking the liberty of choosing one of the wines I saw in the small, improvised cabin wine cellar. I didn't realize the hours were passing, but a clearing throat sound caught my attention. Furthermore, I turned my body in that direction, and there was my boss, stunning, just out of the shower in sweatpants and a sweater, slippers on his feet, and his hair styled with his fingers. It was such a magnificent sight that would make any woman stop breathing and contemplate, which was exactly what I was doing.Regaining my composure and adjusting my embarrassed posture, I realized I was covered in flour on my clothes. Patrik approached, looking at the table, and smiled excitedly.“If the taste is as good as the appearance and smell, you can poison me as much as you want.” He teased me, making me laugh.“I wouldn't risk becoming unemployed.” I joked.Patrik came closer, running his finger on my face near my
A thunderstorm outside brought rationality back to the forefront. I stopped kissing him, looking at him ashamedly, and assessing our entire situation. I jumped off his lap, quickly pulling down my dress. Furthermore, I stood still, looking at him and touching my lips. Patrik stretched his arms out, inviting me back to him.“Mr. Morgan, this never happened!” I gasped, running out of the kitchen and leaving him there, excited.I ran into the bedroom, locking the door, trembling and throbbing. Just with my boss's fingers, I had the best orgasm of my life. How could that man stir my senses so much? He was my boss; we had gone too far. What would he think of me now? My God, what would the people at the publishing house say if they found out? It would certainly be the subject of jokes like Rachel and Rick. I needed to change jobs and move to another city again. Run away again!I burrowed under the covers, hoping he wouldn't try to enter the room. I only heard his footsteps stopping at the d
POV: PATRIKI patiently waited until Elisabeth's body completely relaxed, surrendering to deep sleep. I've always admired her strong personality and innate talent, which have impressed me since our first meeting during her interview at the company. Her exceptional professional trajectory was just part of the fascination; her insightful gaze into the future also earned my admiration.As I descended to investigate possible intruders in the kitchen, I noticed that the doorknob had been forced from the outside, indicating a forced entry. Amid the search for any sign of danger in the house, the hypothesis of a thief or intruder who imagined the property as deserted and vulnerable emerged.Despite Lis believing we were isolated, Greg and his team remained camped nearby, vigilant, while strategically positioned cameras in the trees ensured our safety. I could not afford any negligence, especially when my enemies planned to harm both me and my company.I sighed deeply, stroking the hair of th
However, I wouldn't act like that, not in that way. Not while she tried to conceal her fears and without being fully certain that Elisabeth Lis wasn't an infiltrator who had escaped my team's attention. I sighed, picking up her nightgown from her feet and running it up her body again, covering the protesting breasts, until I reached the strap of the nightgown on her shoulders.“It's very cold, Miss Elisabeth; I don't want you to catch a cold...” I whispered in her ear, noticing her confused look.“I don't understand you...” She murmured. “You've been teasing me for days, and now you reject me, why...?”“Why?” I raised an eyebrow, challenging. “Why did you give in to me?”“I...” Lis took a few steps back, clearing her throat, as if regaining composure. “I didn't give in to you.”She hurried past me, grabbed a glass of water, and walked away briskly. Before she crossed the door, I grabbed her wrist.“I didn't reject you!” I kept my eyes fixed on hers. “And you forgot our water.”I smile
I ran my finger along her lips, silencing her, then moved my hand upwards, massaging the side of her thighs, squeezing and scratching gently. I stopped inches away from her eager entrance, tracing my thumb around it without direct contact. Elisabeth shuddered, pushing her body back.“Do not move!” I looked at her fiercely, pressing our lips together, biting and sucking without deepening the kiss. “Touches are more than just foreplay, Mrs. Lis; they free the mind, creating daring ideas for the release of pleasure... Your character was touched like this...”I pressed my thumb against her clitoris, stimulating it with circular and downward movements. Lis bit her lip, gripping the side of the chair and containing her moans.“Mrs. Lis, I've told you not to suppress your delightful reactions...” I ran my tongue over her slightly parted lips, surprising her as I penetrated with a finger. “I think I'll create a rule; you are forbidden to wear pants in my presence. I like to feel you so free.”
“Let this part be my responsibility; focus on your work and locate the aggressor. I want to gather all possible information about him!” I sighed, somewhat breathless.“Don't overexert yourself, my friend!” Greg cautioned. “I'll take care of all the details and will contact you soon.”“Greg, if there's a gap in Elisabeth's existence, that doesn't rule out a possible connection between her and Heloise. She might not even know who my ex really is.” I maintained a firm tone. “Stay alert!”“Yes, sir!”Finally, we ended the call. Minutes later, Elisabeth knocked on the door, carrying a stack of paperwork, with a serious and professional expression.“Mr. Morgan, the more detailed investigations on lawyer Phill Cast.” Without looking away from the documents, she spoke, standing up to face me.I looked at her carefully: smooth skin, average height, a body balanced between not too bulky and not too thin. Fair skin, short black hair, and very full, reddish lips. I sighed. Who would have the cour
Patrik sighed, releasing me, and my body reacted to his distance. He seemed to struggle with his own thoughts, and I felt foolish being drawn into his seduction games.“Then allow me to resign, Mr. Morgan. It will be easier for both of us!” I clenched my fists, irritated, and turned my back, ready to leave.I opened the door, feeling the heat of his body behind me, something hard brushing against my butt. Patrik pushed the door forcefully, closing it and making me shiver. Grabbing my waist, he pulled me, pressing our bodies together.“I didn't give you permission to leave!” His voice was ruthless and authoritative. “Never turn your back on me again, apprentice.”“And if I do?” I turned to face those furious eyes. “I'm not your plaything, Mr. Morgan. I'm your employee, and I'm tired of you trying to dictate my life...”He didn't let me finish speaking, capturing my lips fiercely. Lifting my hands above my head with surprising ease, he raised one of my legs and slid his skilled fingers
I organized the office in time to regain composure, picking up the notebook from the floor and noticing a crack on the side.“It must be nice to have so much money that you don't care about damaging a material good,” I murmured with a resigned sigh.I opened the laptop screen to check for possible damage when an unusual email caught my attention with the subject: “TECHNICAL SPECIFICATION.” I furrowed my brow, curious to snoop around, but echoing footsteps in the hallway indicated Mr. Morgan's return. Furthermore, I headed to the chair in front of the desk, standing beside it as he passed by me without a glance, speaking over his shoulder.“We'll be returning earlier than expected, tomorrow already,” announced the CEO, assuming the erect and firm posture of an arrogant boss. “I'll be out in the afternoon; use this time to write. I'm looking forward to the next chapters, and I hope you apply what you learned today.”A daring smile played on Patrik's lips, teasing me and making me blush