LOGINBLAIR’S POVI carried my laptop to the balcony, the warm sunlight hitting my skin through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I’d changed into something Gabriel had mentioned he liked seeing me in at the office: a black mini skirt paired with a long-sleeve blouse, lace stockings peeking just above the hem, and red-bottom heels that made my legs look impossibly long. My hair was swept up into a tight bun, neat and professional… but I knew the slight curve of my neck and the teasing flash of cleavage would catch his eye.The balcony overlooked the hotel pool, the sunset glinting off the water, but I barely noticed. My focus was on my laptop screen, pretending to concentrate as my pulse still buzzed from earlier.Gabriel stepped out behind me, the faint click of his shoes on the balcony tiles making me shiver before I even turned around.“Working already?” His voice was calm and casual, but there was an edge to it that made my stomach tighten.I smiled, a little too quickly, and tapped the
BLAIR’S POVI obeyed immediately, holding eye contact as I tasted myself off his fingers slowly. His eyes darkened but he kept watching me. When I pulled my mouth away, he rubbed on my clit again and raised it to my lips. I parted my mouth to suck on his fingers but he smeared the slick on my lips. Then he kissed me. My eyes widened as I was caught by surprise. I ran my hand through his hair, and I moaned into his mouth when he deepened the kiss. He tasted just as I had imagined. He sucked on my lower lip, a groan of approval slipping out at the taste of my slick. He pulled away and stared at me, his expression dark. “Are you sure you want this?”“Yes,” I whispered. When his hand landed on the inside of my thigh, I held back my moan. “Then keep your eyes on mine while I eat your pussy out, okay?”I nodded, my body trembling. He smirked. “Good girl.”He slid a finger between my folds, slow and teasing, brushing my clit just enough to make my hips buck. He hummed, his middle f
BLAIR’S POVWhen I got back to the suite, Gabriel was in his room. My body was still twitching from his punishment and my ass was a bit sore. I wanted to walk into his room and demand more but I knew it would only make things worse. I stood outside his door, listening in but hearing nothing. Maybe he was asleep or maybe he wasn’t even in. His watch on the center table told me otherwise. I sighed and turned to go into my room. After taking a shower, I applied my very expensive body lotion and perfumes when I got the idea to wear one of the lingeries I brought for the trip. I pulled it out of my bag and wore it, looking at my figure in the mirror. It was perfect. And it would get me his attention. I stepped out into the kitchen with a black transparent robe that barely covered skin, the fabric clinging to me like it knew exactly what it was doing.I poured myself a glass of water, even though I wasn’t thirsty. I walked out of the kitchen and stood in front of his bedroom door but
BLAIR’S POVMy throat ran dry. “I… I’m sorry. I thought you were…” I trailed off, looking away.“You thought I was what?” Gabriel pressed, his voice low. I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter.” My fingers curled into my palm beneath the table. “I crossed a line. It won’t happen again. I’m sorry, sir.”Silence stretched between us.I could feel his gaze on me, sharp and assessing, like he was stripping away every excuse I was trying to hide behind. Then he leaned back slightly, creating space between us again.“You don’t get to play innocent now,” he said quietly. “Not after that.”My heart slammed hard against my ribs. “I wasn’t—”“You knew exactly what you were doing,” he interrupted, not raising his voice, not even sounding angry. That was worse. “You don’t make a move like that by accident, Blair.”I swallowed. “I know.”His jaw tightened, just barely. “Good. Because if you’re going to test boundaries, you should understand the consequences.”I finally looked at him then, my pulse
BLAIR’S POVI froze by the door, even though my head was screaming at me to leave.Gabriel pulled out of her, removing the condom and tossing it in the trash while the bartender rushed to cover herself up.“Have you forgotten how to knock?” he asked, his voice calm, but sharp enough to slice through my chest.I still stood frozen. I didn’t even know how to feel. Shock? Anger? Jealousy? Lust? My stomach churned, my throat was dry, and my legs suddenly felt like lead.“I—I…” I stammered, words failing me. My hands fisted at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. “I’m… I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to…”Gabriel’s eyes softened just slightly, but there was no apology in his expression. Just that damn calm authority that had made my knees weak the entire week.“You didn’t mean to what?” he asked, tilting his head. “See me having sex? That’s what I thought.”The bartender hurried past me, covering herself with a robe, muttering something about “I’ll leave you two to… finish.” I barely
BLAIR’S POV“Uhm… I mean good morning, sir,” I said.He nodded once. “Morning, Blair. Are you ready now?”My jaw dropped before I could stop it. “We’re leaving now? I had expected we’d leave after work.”He glanced at his watch, then back at me, completely unbothered by my shock. “Change of plans. The client moved the meeting up. We need to be on the flight within the hour.”I stared at him, my mind scrambling. Within the hour? My bag was half-packed at best, I still had files left to organize. I hadn’t even mentally prepared myself to spend an entire weekend alone with him, and now this?“I—I can be ready,” I said quickly, already panicking that hesitation might make him reconsider. “I just need a little time.”“You have thirty minutes,” he replied evenly. Then, softer, “Take only what you need.”Only what I need. My heart skipped in a way that had nothing to do with logistics.He turned to leave, then paused at the doorway, glancing back at me. “And Blair?”“Yes?” My voice came out







