LOGINTHE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACTPT 2Elowen arrived at the private airfield early the next morning. A black car had picked her up from her apartment. She wore an elegant navy dress that hugged her figure. A thin silver collar sat around her neck, hidden under a soft scarf. The metal felt cool and light against her skin. She touched it once before stepping onto the tarmac.Thaddeus waited by the jet. He noticed everything. His eyes scanned her from head to toe. “The dress suits you,” he said. “And the collar stays on.”She nodded and followed him up the stairs into the plane. The interior smelled of leather and fresh coffee. Wide seats lined one side. A small kitchen area sat at the front. The pilot greeted them briefly and closed the door. Engines hummed to life.They settled into seats across from each other. A flight attendant brought coffee and light breakfast. Thaddeus opened a folder. “We have a major deal in London. Tell me what you know about the Harrington merger.”Elowen sipped he
THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACTPT 1Elowen Hart stepped out of the elevator on the top floor. She needed this job. Her mother’s medical bills kept piling up, and the rent was due again. The ad had promised good pay for total service. Something she hoped to get to clear up pending bills. She had applied right away. The salary could change everything. Her entire life.A woman in a crisp suit met her in the waiting area. “Miss Hart, please follow me.” She led Elowen to a private changing room. “For the final part of the interview, we ask you to wear this.” She handed over a small black bikini.Elowen stared at the tiny pieces of fabric. “Is this necessary?” Expressing genuine concern.“It is part of the selection process,” the woman said. “Mr. Blackwood values presentation.”Elowen changed quickly. The bikini felt cool against her skin. The top barely covered her breasts. The bottoms sat low on her hips. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her body was toned from years of walking to save bu
THE PRIVATE KARAOKE SUITEPT 5Vanessa stayed in control. She stood up from the chair, the room filled with hot tension as she adjust her hair for a better view and for what’s about to come. Caleb’s cock slipped out of her pussy. It glistened with her wetness. She pointed to the desk. “Sophia, sit on the edge of the desk and spread your legs for Caleb.”Sophia’s hands shook as she obeyed. She lifted her professional dress up to her waist. Her curvy thighs opened wide. Her panties were already soaked. Vanessa pulled them down as it slides slowly from her legs, down to the floor. Sophia’s pussy was smooth and wet. Her lips glistened under the office lights showcasing her wild intent.Caleb stood behind her. His cock was still hard. Vanessa sat on the desk right in front of Sophia. She hiked her own skirt higher and spread her thighs. Her pussy was right at the edge. “Lick me, Soph,” Her voice etched with deep desire and lust, her eyes meets Sophia’s as she plays with her own boobs, “run
THE PRIVATE KARAOKE SUITE PT 4Vanessa sat in her executive chair, she faced away from her desk. Caleb sat under her with his pants were open. His hard cock was buried deep inside her pussy. Vanessa rode him in reverse. Her fitted skirt was hiked up around her waist. Her black panties were pulled to the side. The rest of her power suit stayed on. Her white blouse hugged her full breasts. Her raven hair stayed neat in its ponytail.She moved her hips in slow circles as her wet pussy slid up and down Caleb’s thick cock. The chair creaked softly under their weight. Warm juices coated his shaft and dripped down his balls. Vanessa kept her hands on the armrests. She pushed down hard each time. The head of his cock rubbed against a sensitive spot deep inside her. Pleasure built steadily.Caleb gripped her hips. His fingers pressed into the fabric of her skirt. He breathed heavy. Sweat formed on his forehead. The office lights were dim. The city glowed through the large windows. It was la
THE PRIVATE KARAOKE SUITE PT 3The strategy meeting dragged on past 8 PM. One by one, the other team members gathered their laptops and notepads and left the glass-walled conference room. Vanessa sat at the head of the long table, her raven hair still neat in its ponytail, her power suit perfectly fitted. Caleb stayed in his seat near the middle, pretending to review his notes. When the last colleague finally walked out and closed the door, Vanessa looked straight at him."Lock it," she said quietly.Caleb got up and turned the lock. The glass walls showed the empty hallway and parts of the open office beyond. The city lights sparkled through the large windows on the other side of the room.Vanessa pushed her chair back a little. "Come here. Get under the table."Caleb's pulse quickened. He walked over, dropped to his knees, and crawled under the wide conference table. The space was tight but enough for him to fit between her legs. Vanessa spread her thighs and hiked her skirt up
THE PRIVATE KARAOKE SUITE PT 2The message popped up on Caleb's screen just after 7 PM. "My office, now." Caleb's heart beat faster as he saved his work and stood up. The open-plan office was mostly empty, but a few lights still glowed from other desks. He walked down the hallway to the corner office, his shoes quiet on the carpet. Vanessa's door was slightly open. He stepped inside and closed it behind him.Vanessa sat behind her large wooden desk, still in her power suit. The black skirt hugged her hips, and her white blouse was buttoned tight over her full breasts. Her raven hair stayed pulled back in that sleek ponytail. She looked up from her laptop, her eyes sharp."Lock the door," she said.Caleb turned the lock. A few colleagues were still working somewhere in the building, and her assistant might return any minute for files.Vanessa stood up and walked around the desk. "We've been careless since karaoke night," she said, voice low. "But I can't stop thinking about it."Sh
THE PRIVATE SCREENING BOOTH PT 3The silent film moved into its third and final scene; raw, desperate fucking. Black-and-white bodies slammed together on the giant screen, hips thrusting hard, mouths open in silent cries as the credits started to roll slowly at the bottom.Sofia climbed back onto L
THE PRIVATE SCREENING BOOTH PT 2The giant screen kept flickering with silent black-and-white footage as Sofia stood up from the velvet seat. She turned to face Luca, who was still sitting with his shirt open and his hard cock out, shiny with precum. Without a word she straddled him slowly, loweri
THE PRIVATE SCREENING BOOTH PT 1The film festival after-party was loud and crowded, loud music came through the venue with people laughing and talking. Sofia moved through it with purpose, ignoring the congratulations and small talk. She had other plans tonight.She was wearing a black leather ja
RAIN SOAKED VERANDA AT THE FAMILY ESTATE PT 3Theo yanked Elise’s soaked panties down her thighs in one rough motion. The thin lace slid over her skin and dropped into the puddle of rain water at their bare feet with a soft splash. Without pausing, he shoved the wet sundress up around her waist, b







