Se connecterHer naked, warm weight settled heavy and suffocating between my thighs, pinning me flat against the silk sheets.Her dark, raven hair tumbled over her shoulders, framing her face like a dark veil as she looked down at me. She didn't say a word. Her sharp blue eyes, still glassy and wild from her own shattering climax, glided down my body, dropping straight to the tiny oversized t-shirt that had bunched up around my waist.Without taking her eyes off mine, Eleanor reached down. Her fingers hooked into the hem of my shirt and yanked it straight over my head in one smooth, ruthless motion, tossing it onto the floor.I lay there completely exposed beneath her, my chest heaving, my nipples hardened to tight peaks in the cool air of the room."Look at you," Eleanor purred low, her smoky voice dripping with dark, absolute triumph. "You look like a little sacrificial lamb."She slid her hand down the smooth expanse of my bare stomach, her long, manicured nails lightly scraping across my sens
I dragged myself out of bed hours later, exhausted and sticky from the sheer intensity of releasing twice. After taking a long, scalding bath to scrub the sweat off my skin, I collapsed back onto the mattress and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.When I finally woke up, the bedroom was pitch black. I blinked groggily at the dark ceiling, my body feeling heavy and completely drained. The loud, persistent buzzing of my phone on the nightstand was what had pulled me out of my stupor.I reached out and picked it up. My dad’s name was flashing on the screen."Hey, dad?" I answered, my voice thick with sleep."Tamsin, sweetie, did I wake you?" my dad's voice came through, sounding muffled against the background noise of a busy airport or hotel lobby. "Listen, something urgent came up with the merger. I'm going to be stuck out of town for a late night meeting and won't be able to make it back home tonight.""Oh," I murmured, sitting up and rubbing my eyes."Can you do me a favor and go te
Eleanor didn't answer right away. She let out a soft, dangerous hum that vibrated straight through her chest, her dark eyes glittering with total, shameless delight.Slowly, her hand slid off my lower belly, her long, manicured fingers sweeping up my bare ribcage to gently stroke the side of my neck. Her grip tightened just enough to tilt my head back further, exposing my long, flushed throat to the dim chandelier light above the dining table."Is that what your filthy little mind came up with?" Eleanor whispered, her smoky voice dropping into a dark, commanding purr that made every nerve in my body go electric. "You dreamt that I made you kneel, pull open my legs, and put that pretty, mouthy little face of yours right where it belongs?""I… I..." I stammered, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the wooden edge of my chair, my knees shaking so violently beneath the table they nearly knocked together. "It... it was just a dream...""Was it?" Eleanor murmured, leaning down until h
My index and middle fingers sank deep into my slick, throbbing core, working in frantic, desperate circles right against the door. A hot, shuddering wave tore through my stomach, my hips arching blindly into my own hand as my head rolled back against the wood."Ah... god... Eleanor..."The sharp, dirty moan echoed loudly in the quiet bedroom, freezing me dead in my tracks.My breath caught in my throat, my eyes flying wide open in absolute horror. Did I just moan her fucking name?Panic and shame slammed into me like a brick wall. I yanked my slick hand out from beneath my wet nightgown, my chest heaving as I stared at my own trembling, dripping fingers."What the fuck is wrong with you?" I hissed under my breath.Without thinking, I brought my open palm up and delivered a hard, stinging SLAP! straight across my own cheek. The sharp pain radiated through my skin, snapping my scattered mind back to reality.I wiped my wet hand violently against my thigh, my heart hammering against my
"Excuse me, Miss Eleanor, this is my father's empire and I'm his princess, so I get to do whatever the fuck I want. And the fucking stranger should know better than to enter my room uninvited!" I spat, fuming as I crossed my arms over my damp chest, my heart hammering against my ribs.Eleanor didn't snap. She didn't flinch. Instead, she threw her head back and let out a low, rich laugh that echoed smoothly off the walls of my bedroom.She began to clap her hands slowly, a mocking, amused smirk curling her blood-red lips as her dark, heavy eyes continued to steal shameless glances down the length of my wet, translucent nightgown."A princess," Eleanor purred, taking another slow, deliberate step into the room, the soft click of her heels sounding like a countdown. "How sweet. You really think those silly little titles protect you under this roof, don't you?"She stopped right at the foot of my bed, her statuesque frame towering over me in the dim light. Her eyes glided back up to mine
When we got home, my dad loosened his tie with a weary sigh and looked between the two of us. "I'm going to head upstairs and take a quick shower. Tamsin, why don't you help Eleanor in the kitchen so you two can get to know each other while dinner gets started?"I grunted, crossing my arms tightly over my chest and staring off toward the hallway wall as my dad gave my shoulder a gentle pat and headed up the grand staircase.The silence in the massive, open concept kitchen instantly turned suffocating. The click of his bedroom door closing upstairs echoed faintly, leaving me completely alone with her. I stood near the marble island, keeping my distance, refusing to look in her direction.Eleanor slowly set her silver designer handbag on the counter, unbuttoning her ivory blazer and casually tossing it over a barstool. She turned her long, statuesque frame toward me, leaning her lower back against the island and folding her arms."You haven't said a single word to me since we got into







