Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

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Joycelyn Maynard slept with her boss after the company retreat Now, watching him sleep beside her, her eyes traced the contours of his perfect abs as she swallowed nervously. Does this mean… I’m gonna he fired? she wondered.

Ellison Grant’s piercing gaze met hers. “We’re getting married. take responsibility

Her mind went blank. Since when did successful men become so old–fashioned? One night together, and he’s already talking marriage‘ she thought.

Joycelyn, you’re now twenty–six. Don’t tell me you’re still a virgi?” The teasing words from her colleagues at the company retreat echoed through Joycelyn’s mind as she leaned against the hotel corridor wall.

Having never been kissed, she’d dodged their questions by downing several drinks, then excused herself, claiming

intoxication.

Now she fumbled with her key card, the door stubbornly refusing to open. Frustrated, she pressed her flushed face against the cool surface, only to stumble forward as it suddenly swung ward.

Ellison stood before her, his chiseled features cast in shadow.

Joycelyn blinked in confusion. Why is he in my room? she wondered, mesmerized by his commanding presence. This has to be a dream

“Is there something on my face?” His eyes narrowed, voice rough with barely contained desire.

“Mhmm.” The sound escaped her lips before she could stop it, soft and breathy.

Standing before this usually untouchable man, she recalled her colleague Selene Whitmore’s whispered words.

“A man like Mr. Grant must be incredible in bed,” Selene had said, and now here he was, larger than life.

Joycelyn’s tongue darted across her lips as heat bloomed through her body. ‘If I can’t have him in real life, she thought, at least I can enjoy this dream.

She launched herself forward, pushing the door shut behind her. “Mr. Grant, they say any woman who gets to spend a night with you must be very lucky.” Her lips curved into a playful smile “Care to test that theory?”

The air crackled between them as their eyes locked, Ellison, his own judgment clouded by alcohol, felt his control dipping as her soft curves pressed against him. Instead of pushing her away, he pulled her closer.

“Is this what you want? Huh?” he murmured against her ear, his proximity sending shivers down her spine.

“Yes,” she breathed, the word barely a whisper.

Her eyes, glazed with desire and wine, held him captive. Up close his features were even more striking than the glimpses she’d caught at the office.

with her gaze–from his sculpted brows to his straight nose, finally lingering on his parted lips. Her expression shifted from seductive to innoce as

at him he knew exactly what was going on

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his belt, his voice husky with restraint. Help me with this”

she could respond, his lips claimed hers in her first kiss. e melted into him as

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The kiss was both tender and commanding, more real than any dream could be. Every nerve ending sparked with electricity as she fumbled with

she even found herself taking initiative, discovering

wakefulness as footsteps approached. Why does this dream

low on his hips. Her gaze traced involuntarily over his broad shoulders,

than the last.

you here?” She clutched the sheets tighter. Last

studied her flustered expression. “What

curious.

last night, did we…” Her tongue

hit her like a

hope, she

did,” he replied

echoed in the sudden silence.

now?” His expression remained unreadable.

gorgeous, skilled partner had been incredible. But sleeping with her direct superior?

Grant, she began carefully, “I was drunk last night and barely remember anything. We’re both adults–can’t we just forget this and go back to

smile as he studied her. “You’re still in my bed and already trying to

left on his collarbone, she pulled the sheets higher. “Then

toward the bed, his weight making the mattress dip. Her breath caught as his handsome face loomed over hers. She tried to retreat,

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sheet slipped to her waist. Skin met skin, sending tingles of electricity through

died in

into the mattress, the position simultaneously thrilling and mortifying. The tension in his features as he held himself in check only made him more

you couldn’t remember anything,” he murmured, his intense gaze holding hers. “Then let me refresh

memory.”

of his taut muscles reminded her exactly how well- equipped he was. Even as a novice, she knew that desire, once unleashed, was impossible to

form pressed against her once more. His teeth grazed her

Grant!” She meant to stop him, but her breathy moan

supposed to head back after lunch. If they delayed much longer,