เข้าสู่ระบบEliana
He smacked my ass, groaning as he bucked eagerly inside me. I felt so full and stretched.
God I had missed this.
"Move, baby," Theo growled and my thighs shook as I lifted up slowly, then sank back down. His eyes were locked on where we joined, watching my pussy lips cling to his cock every time I raised my hips then gulp the meaty dick down greedily every time I dropped them.
My hips rolled
TheodoreThe boat rocked under us gently as the morning sunlight stretched across the lake. My fishing line cut through the surface, disappearing into the depths.Serena sat across from me, her bare feet tucked under her, her own rod balanced across her knees. She wasn't really fishing, and just held the rod the way she used to when she was six and fell asleep in my lap while I worked the lines.We had been doing this since she could walk. Every few months, I would clear my schedule, ignore the board meetings and conference calls, and we'd take the boat out. Just us, no phones, I usually made her leave hers in the car so there would be no distractions. Just peace and quiet with the fishes and my daughter.The daughter who was studying me right now with those eyes that were so much like her mother's."What?" I asked, not looking at her, keeping my eyes on the water.
ElianaThe room was dark.My hand fumbled along the wall, searching for a light switch, when arms wrapped around me from behind."Don't." Theo said roughly, "Leave it off."My back pressed against his chest. His cock was hard against my ass, still straining through his pants. His breath was hot against my neck, sending ripples of electricity over my skin."Someone could walk in..."His hands left for a minute and I heard a loud clicking sound."The door's locked." he announced gruffly, his hands sliding up my sides, over my ribs, cupping my breasts through my dress. "And even if they didn't, even if someone heard you screaming my name-" He squeezed, making me gasp. "-I wouldn't stop. I couldn't stop."My knees buckled. God, what a man. "Theo,""Do you know what it's been li
ElianaThe gala after the summit was suffocating.Crystal chandeliers lit up the ballroom and waiters gilded between clusters of executives in designer suits and evening gowns, offering champagne and canapés on silver trays.Conversation buzzed in different languages, Italian, English, French, everyone discussing market trends and profit margins like they were discussing the weather.And I couldn't breathe- Because Theodore Blackwell stood some feet away, talking to some Italian CEO, and I couldn't touch him.I couldn't cross that space and slide my hand into his, or lean into his side, or do any of the things that had become second nature over the past month.Here, I was just an employee, the head of the marketing department in his company and nothing more.The distance felt like miles."Ms. Ashcroft, your pre
ElianaThe package sat on my desk like it might explode. There was a heavy cream colored card with my name embossed in gold lettering across the front.Eliana Ashcroft.My hands shook as I slid my finger under the seal and pulled out a letter. The header at the top of the latter made my heart stop.International Marketing Excellence Summit - Milan.No way. No fucking way.I read the first line, read it again, then a third time because surely I was hallucinating.Dear Miss. Ashcroft,We are pleased to invite you to present at the International Marketing Excellence Summit in Milan, Italy. Your innovative campaign strategies and exceptional market results have caught the attention of our selection committee...My mouth fell open.They wanted me
Eliana"No, look at this information here." Theo's finger tapped the screen of the laptop balanced on my thighs. "See how the conversion rate drops? That's where you need to adjust."His breath was warm against my ear, his chest solid behind me as I sat curled on his lap. The couch in his penthouse living room had become our unofficial workspace over the past week, me in nothing but his dress shirt and panties, him in those snug suit pants with papers and laptops scattered across the coffee table.Working late had taken on a whole new meaning."I see it," I murmured, trying to focus on the spreadsheet as his hand slid higher on my bare thigh. "But if I adjust, won't that affect the-"His lips pressed against the curve of my neck, just below my ear and my train of thought evaporated."Won't that affect what, hmm?" He chuckled. Oh he knew exactly what he was do
TheodoreSerena's penthouse was on the upper east side with windows overlooking Central Park. I had bought it for her twenty-first birthday.The doorman nodded as I entered the lobby. "Mr. Blackwell. Miss Blackwell arrived about twenty minutes ago. She seemed upset."Upset was putting it mildly, a freaking understatement. My daughter had dumped coffee on Eliana in front of at least twenty employees after storming out of my conference room screaming at me for making Eliana Head of Marketing.Which I didn't. It wasn't entirely me, Human Resources had picked her as the next suitable candidate and they were right. My flower was wonderful at her job.I took the elevator to her floor, using my key to let myself into her apartment. The space was immaculate, with white furniture, abstract art on the walls and everything perfectly arranged.My
Eliana"What's the fuss about?"I glanced up from my laptop to find Jake hovering near my door. Outside in the hallway, there were a lot of shuffling feet and people muttering among themselves."Some VIP arri
ElianaThe driver's side door opened and Steven stepped out, dressed in his usual dark suit. He gave me a nod."Miss Ashcroft.""Steven." I mumbled, peeking in the backseat of the car to see if Theodore was there.
ElianaThe picture on the screen was an old, low quality photograph of a teenage girl, chugging down a rather large bottle of milk in a school cafeteria table while everyone pointed and laughed. A huge text was scrawled across the photo. 
ElianaMy hand trembled as I slid it down between my legs. My fingers slipped between the slick pink folds as they puckered apart and found my clit all swollen and aching. I circled it once and pleasure sparked through me."Slower," Theodore growled while







