Novelas y relatos de 50 Shades Of Grey 2nd

Unlocked it. A video file was already open. Waiting. Marcus looked at Aurora. She nodded. “Play it.” The screen lit up. Dark at first. Then— Clear. Aurora’s breath caught. It was a hospital room. White walls. Bright lights. And on the bed— A file. Medical. Her name on it. Aurora Gray Her pregnancy details. Clear. Real. Exposed. Then— A voice. Distorted. Cold. “You won the company.” A pause.

"No! You keep them their sweetheart! I'm trying to say no, I need to leave, but I am so caught up with touching and looking at his fine-toned stomach and going down his blue jean pants. This reminds me that move I watch the other night on my laptop 50 shades of Grey I believe that what it called. I feel like it's the scene when Ann and Christian are in the dining room and grabs her. I feel like his going to grab me. I started feeling hot in my face. I know he can see my cheeks. I moved back in a little bit, his right on top of my body. "He backed off, thank God." I must say it out loud.

Grey growled, gripping my hips harder before returning between my legs, drawing his tongue through every sensitive spot. My legs wobbled. My body shivered. My skin became feverish. My feelings were a mess. Grey, the powerful Mafia boss, the killer, the one who owned me, was on his knees before me. The sole sight filled me with an odd blend of fear, embarrassment, and wicked excitement.

“Hmmm. Dress I’ve seen on earth.” Scarlet swallowed hard, her fingers nervously clutching the side of her gown. “You sound like a bad line from a cheap romance novel.” Grey smirked. “Then maybe I’ll rewrite it.” Mira was standing behind Scarlet, practically vibrating. “Holy fuck, this is so hot,” she whispered under her breath. Grey took a step closer, his eyes burning holes into Scarlet. Then, without asking, he extended his hand ... long fingers brushing against her arm, sending a spark up her skin. “Come on,” he said, voice like gravel dipped in honey. “What’s education without a little chaos?”

But now, with Liam’s flash drive burning a hole in my palm, I finally understood. With a reluctant sigh, I slotted the flash drive into the port. The screen blinked once, twice, then a file popped open automatically. No choice. No options. Just one direction…straight into whatever Liam wanted me to see. The screen loaded, and my stomach twisted. A movie. The bold letters appeared across the screen: Fifty Shades of Grey. My mouth went dry. What the hell? Is this some kind of joke?

I can feel my fingers and toes twitching as she moves her mouth down to my flacid member trying to get it to stand to attention. Finally, I am able to move my arms and I reach down and pull her off my member but it causes her to fall onto my chest. I hear a loud snarl from the doorway and I crane my neck to see who it is. Grey. His eyes are shimmering as he fights his wolf for control. I'm sure this looks bad, but it's not what it seems. He turns on his heals and storms out of the room. My legs still feel like they have pins and needles in them, but I force them to stand, dumping Magenta onto her ass on the floor with a thump.

She never felt so ugly in her life. Meanwhile, Grey went back to Raven Black’s guest house and went straight to the bathroom, completely leaving his beta with no explanation. What reason would he tell him? That his dick was hard as fuck? That he wanted to pummel and claim her mate in front of everyone after seeing her beautiful face? “Fucking hell,” Grey moaned as he stroked his member with his hands. With each stroke he took, he imagined his little mate’s face begging for more. His strokes gained speed as he thought of her slim body, her tight pussy being pistoned with his dick and filled with his cum.

Grey standing over one of the female accountants, a few tables away from me. "W-what?" The girl stutters in confusion. "I don't know if you're aware, but this is my company. And you have the guts to talk trash about my wife. How dare you? Do you know who I am? Do you know how many seconds it would take me to totally destroy your life? One second!" Mr. Grey says, snapping his fingers, and for a second I start to feel bad for the lady. "But, she seduced you. She's nothing but a—"

The rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, blurring the city lights of Manhattan. I stood in the center of the room, my hands trembling as I held the stolen flash drive. “I know you’re there,” I whispered into the shadows. A low, dark chuckle came from the corner of the room. Julian Vane stepped into the light. He was dressed in a black suit, his tie loosened, and his eyes cold and predatory. He didn’t look like a CEO; he looked like a shark that had finally caught its prey.

The man says trying to move back in the chair he is chained to. “Grey has a knack for looking in to people minds. He has this ability that has only grew over the years. He is going to look for the woman in your mind so we know who she is.” I tell the man as I lean back in my own chair relaxed. I watch as Grey walks behind the man and puts his finger tips to the man’s temples. He closes his eyes and watch his finger tips glow a light orange color before it stops. Grey’s eyes shoot open as he looks directly at me. He starts shaking his head as he let’s go of the man’s head and steps back a few paces.