𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥“The cameras unfortunately don’t show anything past this point. One minute, he is standing and the next, he is in the back of his trunk.” Clive taps the man manning the security booth on the shoulder, before he taps on the screen multiple times. “I thought the tapes were doctored at first, but I was on call that day and didn’t take my lunch break.”“I managed to get the fragments of the shadow of another person in the same place with them. I can’t ID him because he is covered from head to toe, but he'd shot our guy and then released Aren.”“This confirms what he said about having a partner, but how did this shadow know where they were going to be?” Clive rubs his neck, tapping on one of the screens showing a wider coverage. “He came from behind and caught my man off-guard. The only way this could have happened is if someone told him that information.”“So, are you saying there's a mole amidst your workers?”Clive nods. “As much as I hate to admit it, yes, there’s a
𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚“Were you able to find out the reason for this meeting?” I ask Winifred, shuffling through the files on my desk, my nerves sharpening with every page I flip.“Unfortunately, the meeting details are airtight. None of the other shareholders seem to know what the meeting is about, and even Mr. Wallace is turning redder by the second because he has been kept on the outside.”“Fuck.” My fingers tap the desk in an unsteady rhythm, each beat a warning drum in my chest. Walking into a board meeting blind is nothing short of a suicide mission. “What about our stats? Are there any branches slacking off? Any reviews that throw us into a bad light? Anything—anything at all—that will be used against me in this meeting?”Winifred shakes her head, frustration etched on her face. “I’ve burned through our accounts and nothing is amiss. We’re doing so well, I’m shocked people aren’t coming in to congratulate you.”I snap my fingers, desperate for a lead. “What about that new branch Wallace
𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚“When did you get this message?” Nathaniel grips my phone so hard, I am sure I’ll be needing a new one if he holds onto it for a second longer. “I already have someone tracking the number.”Marcos is holding me still in his lap, while Cameron is on his feet, pacing a hole in the floor, and Yemaya sits as close to me as she can, their presence comforting me. I had managed to hold things together until the plane finally landed. Nathaniel exploded when I told him, sending everyone off the plane except Maya but Winifred wasn’t spared because the smaller our group, the better.“Winifred brought the phone to me while we were still in the air.” I think back, counting the hours carefully. “I’d say that was five hours ago, and please don’t tell me I should have told you immediately. I prefer you to panic on the ground, and not at an altitude where we’ll die if you throw the pilot out of the window.”Nathaniel flushes, tossing my phone on the chair. “I'm going to apologize to the p
𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚“How is my week looking?” I ask Winifred, trying hard to find a spot that favors my sore ass cheeks. I catch Cameron shooting me a sly wink at me, but I refuse to blush in front of my employee.“Two meetings we can’t push, and the board wants to sit.” Winifred frowns, tapping a few times on her tablet. “I don’t know what it’s about, the details weren’t shared.”I try not to roll my eyes, as that would aggravate my headache. “Is this fronted by a certain someone who loves calling meetings at the slightest inconvenience?”Winifred shakes her head. “He’ll be at the meeting, but this request was sent by Mr. Lushall.”Lushall is the second-highest shareholder after my parents and me. If he is calling for a meeting, it must be serious. “Oh heavens. Can you find out what it’s about? I don’t want to be caught off-guard. Check all our stores, the progress, anything flagged red should be on my desk before tomorrow morning.”“On it.” Winifred pushes her glasses up her nose. “Is ther
𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚Marcos unties me from the bedpost, and drags me to the edge where Nathaniel is waiting. I am too tired to move anything or plead; he isn’t going to listen to me.“Open wide.”Nathaniel places a hand on my chest to steady me and another behind my neck. I am lying on my back, making the angling weird, but Nathaniel finds my throat and stays there.“You got something right today.” He plays with my nipples, pinching and tugging. “My kryptonite is your mouth. I could stay here forever. My cock fits so well in there.”Moaning around the cock in my mouth is huge work, Nathaniel’s words spur a longing inside me, sending sparks down to my greedy nub. My pussy is sore and I may not be able to walk for days, yet I want to be filled again.“Greedy girl.” Nathaniel spreads his legs as he leans forward, making me gasp and choke. “Breathe in and out through your nose and relax.” He kisses my stomach, and trails kisses over my thighs, spreading my legs.His balls tickle my nose with ever
𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚My eyes roll to the back of my head when Nathaniel slams into me again and pulls out, the sudden emptiness wrecking me in ways that shouldn’t feel this good. He’s going to make me cum by this alone. His cock grazes that pulsing spot inside me with every thrust, teasing and taunting, screaming to be stroked, touched, used.“You’re going to cum all over my cock, and then I’m going to cum inside that sassy mouth of yours.” Nathaniel’s words are followed with an audible smack, sharp and deliberate. “Are you ready for the finale, baby?”I am—God, I am. And yet, I’m not. It all feels too good, too consuming, and I don’t want it to end. I want to keep him inside me forever, to stretch this high until the world falls apart. “Don’t make me cum,” I manage to whimper out, though my body betrays me with how badly it trembles for release.“What was that?” Nathaniel buries himself deep into my weeping pussy, dragging my head up against his chest, his eyes burning into mine. “You don’t