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ELENA: Since when do you ignore calls for work?Three dots appeared, disappeared, then:AVONLEA: Since your dad is literally next to me.Elena groaned.At exactly 12:59, Elena received a text from Ryan, asking her to come out, he was waiting for her there.“You’re early,” Elena said, pretending not
The sky had barely begun to blush with the first rays of morning light when the black car rolled to a slow stop just outside the Carter estate. The gates were already open from the early-hour deliveries. Elena sat beside Ryan, her legs curled under her and his jacket draped over her shoulders.“You
Elena shivered, her nipples pebbling under his ministrations. She arched into his touch, craving more of the delicious friction. Ryan obliged, cupping the weight of her breasts in his palms and kneading gently.He leaned down to capture one rosy peak between his lips, suckling and teasing until Elen
Ryan scooped Elena up into his strong arms, cradling her against his chest as he carried her towards the bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggling against him as the lingering aftershocks of her orgasm left her feeling boneless and sated.He laid her down gently on the king-sized bed,
Ryan smirked. “Good.” After a moment, Ryan spoke again. “Did your father believe you?” She nodded. “Avonlea played her part.” “She didn’t look thrilled about it.” “She didn’t say no either.” He gave a quiet grunt, then pressed a kiss to her forehead. As they reached Ryan’s penthouse, Ele
The gala was winding down, its glittering energy fading into murmured conversations and the soft clinking of staff clearing champagne flutes. The music had softened to background ambiance. Elena stood near the center of the ballroom, her eyes scanning the crowd, growing more restless by the second