The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

They had been living on the edge for a while there.

"Dorothy, you're hammered." "I'am not! I can still tell you're Everett, can't 1?" she slurred.

Everett pressed his lips together in a thin line, his brow furrowing as he began, "Then do you remember my mother—" He cut himself off, unable to continue. As his thoughts drifted elsewhere, he loosened his hold on her inadvertently.

And that was all the opportunity Dorothy needed. Slipping her hand along the curve of his waist, she found her way in and hit the jackpot! "Mmm..." Everett couldn't help but let out a muffled moan. His large hand immediately reached for her wrist, trying to pull her hand away.

"Dorothy, let go of me!" She wasn't intimidated in the slightest; instead, she let out a silly giggle, "Mmm, you're so warm... so hot..." "Let. Go. Now." "l won't!" Far from releasing him, she gripped him even tighter upon sensing his attempt to pull her hand away.

Everett knew he couldn't use force to extract her hand without risking injury to his most sensitive area.

"Dorothy! Be gentle!" "Then take off your pants... they're chafing my arm. It hurts..." At that moment, Everett relived every sorrowful memory he had, yet still couldn't suppress the wicked thoughts swirling in his mind. He gazed at Dorothy's face and then steadied her head, tilting his own to plant a kiss.

shuddered too as he pushed forward. He truly believed he would never be

it hurts..." Dorothy's small hands clutched his shirt tightly,

a moment, okay?" Right now,

a passionate and unrestrained encounter, the scent of their intimacy lingered in the air of the guest

asleep during their second round, curled up under the covers. From

bare, wrapped in a towel, as he fetched

he needed it to convince himself that what

cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, washed

room, Everett cleaned Dorothy up

couple of hours left until dawn, he finally slid under the covers and naturally

couldn't bear to close

and he feared that

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