“Mr. Morgan...” - I sighed in an uncontrollable plea - “I want more...”“It's hard to resist when you ask me like that, Miss Lis.” - Patrik captured my lips hungrily, his hand gripping my thigh firmly as he delved even deeper into my warm interior.Between moans interrupted by fiery kisses, I arched my hip in search of an even deeper fit, longing for the fullness of his presence. His bite on my neck was followed by the warmth of his lips on my breasts. His movements were controlled, staying firm and not fully penetrating me.With my arms wrapped around his neck, I caressed his hair, running my hands down his back as my teeth found the relief of his shoulder. I fixed my gaze on his, determined to satisfy my burning desire, which stirred and clamored for him without restraint.“I want more!” I let out my voice, choked by nervousness and the urgency of my needs. My mind cried out for his presence, ignoring the limits of professionalism, wishing only to be taken by him, and surrendering m
“There was no reason to suspect; Heloise had no idea that you came to the old mountain to find a shaman in search of your soul and healing,” Greg defended himself, releasing a sigh shortly after. “Speaking of which, have you made any progress with that?”“I know you're skeptical about this; believe me, I was too until a few years ago... I've been feeling better, more revitalized, and without pain, but as the shaman said, my fate is already sealed!” I put my hands in my pockets, leaning against the cold wood of the cabin.“I'm sorry, my friend!” He squeezed my shoulder in a comforting gesture, his eyes heavy with sadness.“Don't worry. And about the wanderer, what did you find out?”“Well, he said he was hired by a mysterious and elegant man with a heavy accent,” Greg explained. “He was supposed to keep an eye on Elisabeth. It seems the interest was solely in her. The man wanted to know why she was in the area, who the man accompanying her was, and if the guards were anyone from intell
POV: ELISABETHPatrick skillfully led me into the room, gently depositing me on the bed before positioning himself over me. With skill, he untied the belt of my robe, letting it fall with a deliberate gesture, while a broad smile adorned his face, illuminated only by the fireplace light.“You are exquisite, my dear,” he sighed, his lips finding my neck as his hands explored my body, tracing a path that ended at my waist. “I owe you a night of liberation.”“Mr. Morgan...” I murmured, nervously biting my lip, subdued by a shyness that the previous intoxication had disguised. “There's no need; we can just sleep. We have plans in the morning and...”My protests were interrupted when his warm tongue invaded my mouth without warning, making me gasp as I clutched the bedsheets, writhing under his voracious caresses. He teased me with his tongue around my thighs, finding my sensitive spot and eliciting shivers of pleasure. As he deepened the movements, I felt my inner walls contract with desi
I went up to get my notebook and the documents about lawyer Phill before we left to return to our city. During the journey, we discussed the company, the writers, and the evaluation of their scripts, highlighting the points we needed to improve in the stories. We also reviewed the steps of the movie production with our star writer, maintaining an animated conversation throughout the trip.In the late afternoon, we stopped in front of my building. As I got out, Patrick lowered the car window to get my attention.“Miss Elisabeth, behave well this weekend and rest a lot, as we will be traveling on Monday morning,” he said, smiling provocatively and signaling for Greg to drive away.“What did he mean by 'behave'?” I asked myself as his words echoed in my mind. The elevator was strangely working, and the lobby seemed to have undergone a renovation, with security guards at every point. “Did I enter the right building?”I looked around, surprised by the change. The receptionist greeted me wi
The place was simply stunning, with a subtle mist on the ground, colored lights dancing around, a bar on the sides, and comfortable couches arranged in the corners and center, around the dance floor. Lara pulled me by the arm to a hidden staircase on the side, where we climbed up and presented our bracelets to the security guards. They granted us space for a luxurious VIP area, and I was enveloped in an exclusive and glamorous atmosphere.The soft leather sofas, polished marble tables, and soft lighting created a truly sophisticated environment. Waiters circulated discreetly, offering an extensive list of premium drinks. From our elevated position, we had a privileged view of the dance floor below, where dancers moved with grace. This was a nightclub of indulgence and sophistication, where luxury and pleasure intertwined!Lara was ecstatic, getting drinks for us, until her new flirt appeared with a wide smile and kissed her, ignoring my existence.“Hey, this is my friend; remember I t
POV: PATRICKAt Greg's insistence, I ended up giving in to the stupid idea of going to a new club, acknowledging the sincerity of his concerns.“Involving her like this will only hurt her even more. We've received more traces from your past... This woman went through hell at the hands of her ex, and he seems to be a complete psychopath!” my friend emphasized.These words echoed in my mind, fueling a growing anger in my chest. How could they do so much harm? Hell!We arrived at the club and headed to the VIP area, being greeted by the owner, a familiar face to Greg. His presence caught my attention, but it was my sweet and sensual secretary who captured my gaze. She was wearing a tight black dress that accentuated the curves of her slender body, drawing the attention of several men, including mine. The neckline highlighted her beautiful and rounded breasts, which I had already had the pleasure of enjoying. Excitement was present; Lis stirred me in a unique way. Clearing my throat, my f
I took her lips in a deep kiss, exploring every corner, sucking her tongue, and nibbling on her lower lip. I slid two fingers inside her soaked entrance, pressing her most sensitive spot. Lis moaned between our mouths, contracting inwardly.“Answer me!” I ordered firmly, withdrawing my fingers and placing them in her mouth, making her suck. “Oh, miss...Show me how you free yourself; tell me what you want.Let me be yours.”I lowered the strap of her dress, exposing more of her nipples, and tracing my tongue from her lips to her neck and between her breasts. I teased around, leaving love bites along the way. Cupping her breasts with my hands, I took one nipple in my mouth, exploring it with the tip of my tongue, and then the other.“Mr. Morgan...”Lis moaned, writhing.I stepped back, pulling her up and removing the rest of her dress along with her pants. Lis held her breasts, trying to cover them with her arms, and crossed her legs with her head lowered shyly. I lifted her chin, brushin
I sighed, running my hands over my temples, and stopped behind the closed bathroom door, giving two soft knocks.“Miss Elisabeth, I don't intend to hurt you...Why don't you tell me what they did to you?” I murmured against the door. “And I'm naked in your room. Are you going to leave me here alone?” I joked, hearing a low laugh. Lis opened the door to face me.“Have you always been like this? I've known you for five years, and you don't seem like the same man I work with,” she said, wrapped in a towel and clutching the fabric. “I still don't trust you,” she confessed, and I nodded, caressing her face.“We'll work on that then.” I smiled, pulling her away. “We start with our agreements: no firings, no running away, and no other people in our lives!”“Mr. Morgan, I've already said... We're nothing, not even friends or boyfriends, just bosses and employees,” Lis shrugged, stepping away.“Let's be lovers; I like how that sounds.” I pulled her back, pressing her against the wall. “On the c