All Chapters of THRUSTS AND TEMPTATIONS [Steamy and Short Eroticas): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

I walked into my bedroom and tried to reach for my bag, which was at the top of my closet.Antonio walked behind me to help, and I felt the warmth of his presence close against my back. I momentarily forgot the weight of yesterday, the sting of betrayal, and the emptiness Desmond had left behind.“Here,” he said, his forearms flexing as he lifted the bag down and handed it to me.“Thank you,” I murmured, surprised at how natural it felt to accept help from him.He lingered for a moment, as if waiting for me to say something else. I could feel the quiet tension in the room — not uncomfortable, but charged, like the air itself was aware of everything I hadn’t yet said aloud.“I… I don’t know what to do anymore,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Antonio nodded slowly, his gaze soft but attentive. “I know, Mrs Scott. I can’t fix what he did. But… I can listen. If you want me to.”I turned to face him, seeing for the first time the man behind the careful exterior, the one who h

BLAIR’S POVMy phone rang, slicing through the haze of my dreams. I groaned, turning over to swipe the screen awake, my heart thudding faster than it should for this early hour.It was him.My boss. The man who had managed to worm his way into every corner of my subconscious this week. For the third time this week, I’d dreamt about him, and it was just Friday. My stomach twisted in a mix of dread and something far more dangerous.“Hello?” I croaked, trying to sound composed.“Blair,” his voice came through, calm, smooth, and cold even through the phone. “I need a favor.”I sat up instantly, tucking the blanket around me, suddenly alert. “Yes?” My voice betrayed nothing going on in my head though my pulse was already racing.“I have a work trip this weekend,” he began. “There’s an important deal I need to close, and I’m a bit short on options.” He hesitated just slightly, then added, “If it’s inconvenient, I understand. But if you can come with me, I’ll add a bonus to your salary

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 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 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