Black Card
“You’re no teenager—you’re a wicked, wanton woman, and you undo me completely. No one else could make a CEO feel this weak.”
Belle only laughed, rolling her hips again until he shuddered beneath her. “Ah… fuck me harder, Mr. CEO,” she murmured, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.
“This baby needs her CEO daddy…”
“You’re going to pay for that, Belle,” Ethan growled, his control snapping.
In one smooth motion, he flipped her over, water sloshing over the sides of the tub as he took charge from behind. Belle gasped, then smiled against her arm—this was exactly what she’d wanted.