All Chapters of Aretha Hawthorne: The Rise Of The Phoenix: Chapter 121 - Chapter 127

𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚My eyes roll to the back of my head when Nathaniel slams into me again and pulls out, the sudden emptiness wrecking me in ways that shouldn’t feel this good. He’s going to make me cum by this alone. His cock grazes that pulsing spot inside me with every thrust, teasing and taunting, screaming to be stroked, touched, used.“You’re going to cum all over my cock, and then I’m going to cum inside that sassy mouth of yours.” Nathaniel’s words are followed with an audible smack, sharp and deliberate. “Are you ready for the finale, baby?”I am—God, I am. And yet, I’m not. It all feels too good, too consuming, and I don’t want it to end. I want to keep him inside me forever, to stretch this high until the world falls apart. “Don’t make me cum,” I manage to whimper out, though my body betrays me with how badly it trembles for release.“What was that?” Nathaniel buries himself deep into my weeping pussy, dragging my head up against his chest, his eyes burning into mine. “You don’t

𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚“How is my week looking?” I ask Winifred, trying hard to find a spot that favors my sore ass cheeks. I catch Cameron shooting me a sly wink at me, but I refuse to blush in front of my employee.“Two meetings we can’t push, and the board wants to sit.” Winifred frowns, tapping a few times on her tablet. “I don’t know what it’s about, the details weren’t shared.”I try not to roll my eyes, as that would aggravate my headache. “Is this fronted by a certain someone who loves calling meetings at the slightest inconvenience?”Winifred shakes her head. “He’ll be at the meeting, but this request was sent by Mr. Lushall.”Lushall is the second-highest shareholder after my parents and me. If he is calling for a meeting, it must be serious. “Oh heavens. Can you find out what it’s about? I don’t want to be caught off-guard. Check all our stores, the progress, anything flagged red should be on my desk before tomorrow morning.”“On it.” Winifred pushes her glasses up her nose. “Is ther

𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚“Were you able to find out the reason for this meeting?” I ask Winifred, shuffling through the files on my desk, my nerves sharpening with every page I flip.“Unfortunately, the meeting details are airtight. None of the other shareholders seem to know what the meeting is about, and even Mr. Wallace is turning redder by the second because he has been kept on the outside.”“Fuck.” My fingers tap the desk in an unsteady rhythm, each beat a warning drum in my chest. Walking into a board meeting blind is nothing short of a suicide mission. “What about our stats? Are there any branches slacking off? Any reviews that throw us into a bad light? Anything—anything at all—that will be used against me in this meeting?”Winifred shakes her head, frustration etched on her face. “I’ve burned through our accounts and nothing is amiss. We’re doing so well, I’m shocked people aren’t coming in to congratulate you.”I snap my fingers, desperate for a lead. “What about that new branch Wallace