Gillian Anderson Hot Novels & Stories

Theodore stayed silent, waiting for her to continue. Gillian went on, "I've signed with Todd Media." Hearing this, a dangerous glint flashed in Theodore's eyes. Derrick's pupils contracted sharply upon hearing this. How many open and secret conflicts had there been between Theodore and Cliff? Gillian was treading on thin ice! Derrick was truly furious this time. He placed his hands on his hips and said irritably, "Gillian, are you aware of the current relationship between Cliff and Theodore?" Gillian kept her head down, like a child who'd done wrong. "I know…but I want to have my own career and not be protected by Theo forever."

A pang deep in her chest made her catch her breath, but she straightened her shoulders, shrugging off the pain, something she'd been trained to do for many years. As dangerous as a dream of James was to her equilibrium, it was a far sight safer than what she was currently engaged inchasing after her wild, headstrong mistress, Audrey Sheridan. Audrey was this very night attempting to expose a group of scoundrels who belonged to a hellfire club known as the Unholy Sinners of Hell. Such a dreadful name for a dreadful group of gentlemen. As a lady's maid, Gillian's duties ought to have been limited to tasks like dressing Audrey, preparing her for the day, and coming up with new ways to style her

Wow, just wow. Anyways, Gillian was too beautiful, not more than Hendrix of course, but more than Cooper, Earnest or Everett. While Hendrix was a 200/100, Gillian was 100/100 and today, he was looking exceptionally gorgeous. I'll give him 110/100. ‘You are still in heat,‘ Zinnia scoffed. Maybe.

Moment of truth, gear up Sarah, I said to myself. Zayn, Melisa and Ashton were all there, Eric introduced me to the other two girls, Zerrin and Pelin, the former, a brunette with gold highlights and the prettiest sparkling grey eyes looking chic in stylish cutoff jeans and a beaded sleeveless top and the latter a tall thin sloe eyed beauty wearing skin tight shorts and a halter top. Wow, all of it looked designer. I felt a bit underdressed. Ashton, always affectionate came up to me and gave me a hug. I instantly felt better.

Mrs Luna screamed from the stairs as she ran down. "What's going on?" Mr Luna panicked, standing up quickly from his seat and ran to meet his wife. "Can you believe what is trending on the internet?" She asked in anger. 'God, was that why she screamed like something bad has happened to her' he thought to himself. "What's that?" He asked, trying to show some signs of being caring. "Xander asked Genna to be his girlfriend in public" she said, slamming the phone in his hands. "So?" He asked nonplused.

"Mom and Dad heard it themselves, right? You also know I could never hurt a woman, especially my own wife." "Lovely talker!" Liliana responded. "Alright then, go join your friends, so Mama, Papa, and Chloe can wait here." Edward agreed. He immediately joined his friends, starting to grill all the barbecue ingredients they had prepared. Meanwhile, Chloe felt her headache throbbing more intensely. Perhaps it was the effect of not getting enough sleep last night. Liliana noticed the change in her daughter-in-law's demeanor and immediately spoke up. "What's wrong, dear? Are you okay?"

Presley realized Anderson must have gone for them after he got her parents. “Looks like it,” Anderson grunted. “We all know you’re gay, or at least bisexual. I mean we saw the video your extortionist took of you on your desk, and it was borderline violent but you did get off so I’m inclined to think you do like pussy but we also saw all the videos of you with the showgirls in Bangkok and you were quite capable of getting off in them as well.” “You watched the videos?” Gavin made a face of disgust. Anderson shrugged, “I’m the guy who always rubbernecks at a car accident.”

To leave him? Abso-fucking-lutely. Gillian isn't her friend. She works for his enemy, for Ethan and Ash Rockford and the goddamn Huntingtons. She was subtly trying to seduce him this whole time, but he dutifully ignored her. He figured she was just trying his luck. She probably heard that Amelia was his secretary and she wanted to give it a shot. Because he respected Penelope profoundly, he didn't fire her friend. He has to admit that Ethan's a fucking genius for this. He never would have guessed if Amelia hadn't mentioned it.

The last thing I need is to be called the boss’s woman… or worse, his bedmate. Patra saw right through me. She noticed the tension in my neck and the way my fingers tightened around the mug. Her hand reached across the table and landed gently on mine. “Every woman in this building would do anything just to have Williams Banks look at them the way he looks at you,” she said softly. Then she leaned even closer, her voice dropping to a whisper near my ear. “And that’s exactly why Beth Anderson hates everything you do. She wants what she can’t have.. his attention.”

In the next moment she felt them painting the tight skin of her anus. She tensed herself against the expected intrusion but when it came she welcomed it, icy hot sensations like flames wrapped in snow shot through her and the walls of her pussy quivered with need. She pushed herself against the fingers, trying to force them in further. "That's it," Gabe said. "Ride my fingers, Rachel. Let me feel the inner muscles of your ass tighten around them. God, you are so hot and tight. Every time I take you here it's like the first time. Sometimes when I'm undercover in that terrorist cell, waiting for whatever's coming next, I think about fucking your ass. With my cock, with my fingers, any way I ca