LOGINRealization dawns on me, and my head whips toward her. Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she lifts her legs, resting her bare feet directly over my thighs. With a loud inhale and the thin remnants of my restraint, I force my eyes back onto the road."That's a sex club, Anor. A BDSM and kink club," I state, my grip tightening on the wheel. She lowers her toes, pressing them lightly against my crotch,my breathe hitch. I reach down, holding her feet still."A perfect place with a stage in the center for you to punish and fuck me," she purrs, wiggling her feet out of my hold and pressing them down against my rapidly hardening length. "How big is the main stage, my sweet baby wolf?" I shudder violently at the imagery, a low groan escaping me as her toes press firmly against my cock. Damn it."Eleanor," her name comes out broken, my knuckles turning stark white from the pressure against the steering wheel."Anor. Baby. Firecracker. Those are my names, my dearest baby wolf," she correct
I call Carlton "I'm coming to work." "Oh Great Mr Banks! I'll talk to t.." "I don't care Carlton, but understand whatsoever you've planned for me better be worth Eleanor chasing me away from her side""Sure, Mr Ba.." I hang up on him and call Vandiver. "Mr Banks""I left.""Okay. Will be with her in ten minutes""Take your time. She'll be at her house. Bring her back before nightfall ""Definitely, Mr Banks " I look at my wristwatch and wait. I pick up my phone and put on the apartment footages. She is still in my room changing. As if on cue, she calls"Missing me already?" "I need help with my perfumes tools, Banks""They're new apparatus. Your old stuffs are still in your apartment" "Oh. I thought you moved them""I bought new ones so they won't break during transit""Quite a foresight. No wonder you're rich," she smiles, and I watch her nod as she steps outside into the hallway. God, she is breathtaking. She is wearing a pure white, floor-length dress that ruffles beautifully
"Banks, be serious!"“Also,” I add quickly, trying to regain control of the conversation before he can completely derail me, "in just two weeks, you have taken me roughly ninety-nine times, and I genuinely cannot survive the hundredth. My body is staging a protest." A loud, deeply amused, breathless laugh escapes his chest. "Ninety-nine? That’s statistically impossible, Anor.""Exactly! For normal human beings, it's impossible because they have jobs. But you? Every hour, every day, every second. Even right now, your dick is literally poking against my center." He looks down, a stupid smile spreading across his face as he shifts his weight, deliberately settling his length right against my heat. I clench involuntarily. 'God, I need saving from this man.' I don't."I love being inside you," he growls against my neck, his breath searing hot as his hips nudge forward. I find myself grinding back against him on pure instinct, pressing my chest into his vest."That's right, baby," he groan
He really prepared lunch? My stomach flutter as I take measured steps to him. I peek over his shoulder at the counter"Sushi?" He nods. "Beautifully prepared, high-end sushi made for my best gift." I squint my eyes at how cheesy and corny he sounds. He chuckles, feeding me one. "Never knew you can cook""Happens when you grew up with Anorexic mom" I look back up into his handsome face. "How is she?" He turns back and pick another sushi to me. "Not yet dead""Is she..." "We'll talk about her another time, you need to eat" I sigh and my shoulders slump. Will it kill him to talk? But I don't push it. He doesn't talk about his dad as well. "What's wrong, firecracker?" I step into his space and wrap my arms tightly around his waist. What's wrong is that you need to tell me about your family, instead I go with.. "My shampoo." He smiles"My clothes. Banks, what did you do?" Without a word, his large hands grip my ass, effortlessly lifting me and walking us onto the high chair facing
ELEANOR POVI wake up noticing the space beside me is empty and cold. I try to sit up, but a sweet, heavy ache sears straight through my core and the corners of my mouth, forcing me flat back onto the mattress. 'Jesus.' I try a second time, successfully managing to swing my legs over the edge and pad into the bathroom. He isn't there. Instead, my eyes land on the vanity. Arrayed in a neat, perfect row are my exact brands of shampoo, my body washes, and all the half-used skincare products from my own apartment."There is no way," I murmur. Quickly brush my teeth and freshen up, completely baffled. When I open his massive walk-in wardrobe to steal one of the oversized designer shirts he keeps on rotation, a gasp catches in my throat. My clothes, my rompers, and my favorite shorts completely fill the left wing of his custom closet. From the mirror installed in the closet, I catch of something else. Right across from it, a sleek new vanity table faces the mirror, fully stocked with my sig
"Fucking dammit, Anor" She takes me deeper on the word 'dammit' and I forget my own name. Her tongue rolls along my length. Her grip on my balls tightens. I squeeze her breast and she goes deeper, groaning. Then she coughs around me, still sucking. I lift up, letting go of her tits"Come sit on my face let me take over" Her tongue rolls around my length at my words and she squeeze my balls tighter. I fall back flat. This woman. She makes a sound that is half-moan, half-something that might be'you taste so good'. It's muffled and warm around me, her head lowering another inch deeper, with one hand hoding the base of my cock and the other holding my balls. I fall back. Everything in me roaring to lift my hips and thrust into her."Fucking shit. Just like that baby" Her fist tighten on my balls and head bop into my cock like the praise ignites her. I thrust my hips forward before I can stop myself, my cuffed hands now resting on her head, her name dissolving somewhere in my chest before
BANKS POVI open my eyes and I'm met with darkness. Something covers my eyes: firm, soft and a very familiar body moves above me. Her tits jiggling right over my face. Fucking hell, Eleanor. Her scent invades me: pineapple and something between sweet and gripping,that's uniquely her.'It'll be a bl
BANKS POVEleanor shifts beside me and I pull her closer, flattening her chest against mine. My arm tightens around her waist. She groans softly, then settles — and I exhale into her hair, letting myself believe, just for a moment, that I know how to do this. How to hold someone and not ruin it. Le
ELEANOR POVYesterday's therapy session was entirely too much, and my soul desperately needed a temporary break from the mental unpacking. I just arrived back at the penthouse after enduring a grueling, strenuous hour of convincing Banks that I needed to visit my own apartment to create my new perf
BANKS POV "Would you like me to take you to one of my private clubs, Anor? Bound you right in the center of the room?" Her dark eyes dart up to meet mine instantly, her core grinding once, hard and heavy, right against my stiffening cock through our clothes. She likes it. "Yes." She whispers, the







