EleanorHe’d been dodging me for days. Never once letting himself get caught alone with me in a hallway, never once stepping into a room unless someone else was there to chaperone.It was almost impressive, the way Gomez could disappear into shadows, vanish just when I thought I had him cornered. I almost gave up.Almost.Because it also drove me insane. Now that I had gotten a taste of him, I couldn’t rest until I had more.So I did the only thing I knew would work. I called him to my father’s office.The door burst open like he’d sprinted the whole way, and for a moment he looked almost panicked. Then his eyes found me. Not my father. Me.I was sitting in the leather chair behind the desk, one leg crossed over the other, fingertips drumming lazily against the polished wood.His chest heaved once, like he’d been holding his breath, and I swear I saw the color drain from his face before it rushed back, hotter.“Eleanor,” he said, voice rough. “Where’s—”“My father?” I cut in, tilting
Eleanor“You’re being naughty again, aren’t you?”I licked my lips; my pussy purred in response. I was soaking wet at this point. “You like it when I get naughty, so why do you continue to resist me?” I asked softly.His eyes burned into me as he unbuckled his belt and dragged the zipper down slowly.“I’m not an honorable man, Eleanor. Once I take what I want, I’m not going to be able to stop…”I wanted to tell him I’d never want him to stop, even if it ruined me, but the words died on my tongue.Those eyes were devouring me, eye-fucking me without mercy, that damn accent had me dripping, and the way his hands worked his zipper made my whole body burn with need.“I want to fuck you so hard like no one ever has, Eleanor. I will ruin you, and I’ll love every mark I leave.”I bit down on my lip, desire flickering in my eyes. Maybe I needed to show him I could handle what he wanted to give. I pushed his seat backward so he was reclined and pulled down his pants.I licked my lips when I sp
EleanorThe music was so loud in the club. My friends, Stacy and Maya, dragged me straight onto the dance floor, squealing with excitement, and I let myself get carried along.It felt good to laugh, to move, to forget for a second that I had a shadow lurking in the corner.Except I didn’t forget. I never could.Even without looking, I knew exactly where Gomez was. He was sitting at the edge of the lounge, broad shoulders squared, glass in hand, eyes trained on me like always.He looked like a statue carved out of stone, but I knew better. There was heat under there. He tried too hard to hide from me, but I had seen him lose his cool.I leaned closer to my friends so they could hear me over the beat. “See him? My bodyguard?”I jerked my chin toward him. “He’s so damn hot it’s frustrating. He just stands there, watching me. He looks at me like that all day, and yet he avoids me.”They giggled and exchanged looks, clearly enjoying my torment. One of them nudged me. “Then don’t just stand
GomezMy cock twitched, straining against my pants, and I didn’t even try to hide it. Why the fuck should I? She knew what she was doing, teasing me like a little slut, and she loved every second of it.I wanted her eyes on me—on the thick, aching cock she’d made this hard. I needed her to see what her seduction had done, what she was about to take.I dropped my gaze to my cock straining against my pants, and sure enough, her eyes followed.The shock in them made me smirk. I didn’t know what sorry bastards she’d spread her legs for before, but I’d bet every one of them came up short compared to the thick cock I was packing.Her tongue flicked out over her lips, nervous and hungry, and my dick pulsed harder. All I could think about was shoving that little tongue and tight mouth down on me until she gagged.Her wide eyes shot back up at me, caught like a fucking deer, and it only made me want to ruin her more.I smirked—beneath that fake little seductress act was an innocent slut who ha
GomezThe show she put on at the breakfast table left me so stiff in the pants that I had to pull away from her to handle my business.Of course, it did nothing to quench the fire of desire, because I pumped my cock to the image of her spreading her legs in front of me, touching herself.I inhaled deeply, the view of her pink pussy lips opening up to me, glistening with her wetness. She was dripping wet; her juices had even left an imprint on the chair.Restraint—it was my restraint that made me not lap it up like a ravenous dog. That didn’t mean I didn’t wipe it with my handkerchief and put it in my pocket.I exhaled and fixed my tie. Why the hell did bodyguards have to wear a tie anyways? What the fuck is wrong with you, Gomez?It was only day two at this new job, which I liked so much, and I was already losing my control. I ascended the stairs.Who was I kidding? I had already lost it the moment I walked into her father’s office and saw her. She was hot, petite, and I knew it would
EleanorI padded into the dining room barefoot, in my pink silk nightdress that stopped high on my thigh. My mind wandered to the night before as I descended the stairs, and I bit the inner corner of my mouth to hide my blush.He was all I thought about last night, so much so that he had found his way into my dreams.I lightly chuckled as the memories flooded in — memories of us tangled in the sheets, in positions I didn’t even know existed. And then I saw him, the object of my desires.He was leaning against the wall at the foot of the stairs, his arms crossed. I couldn’t help but notice how bulgy his arms looked. He was gawking at me, not bothering to be subtle about it.My heart skipped a beat. Suddenly I didn’t know how to walk. What foot did you put first before the other?Maybe I should have worn a robe over my flimsy nightdress, but that would defeat the whole purpose, wouldn’t it? I couldn’t seduce him with a robe.“So this is my glamorous new life,” I said lightly, trying to