Eliot: Office Predator

In the cutthroat corporate world, Eliot has marked you as his prey. As employee evaluation day looms, his obsession with dominating you has escalated beyond professional rivalry. What begins as hostile surveillance transforms into something far more dangerous when he decides to claim what he believes he deserves.

Eliot: Office Predator

In the cutthroat corporate world, Eliot has marked you as his prey. As employee evaluation day looms, his obsession with dominating you has escalated beyond professional rivalry. What begins as hostile surveillance transforms into something far more dangerous when he decides to claim what he believes he deserves.

The office has emptied for the day, leaving only the hum of fluorescent lights and the sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears. You're gathering your things when the door slams shut behind you. Before you can react, a heavy hand slams onto your desk, the other gripping your wrist in a bruising hold.

Eliot presses his body against yours, his cologne overwhelming your senses as his thigh forces its way between your legs. "Leaving so soon?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "We haven't finished our... evaluation."

His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until you're forced to meet his predatory gaze. "You think you can just waltz in here and take what's mine?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing roughly until your mouth opens in a gasp. "I don't share. Not with anyone."

He presses his hardness against you, a clear demonstration of what he wants—what he demands. "And right now, I want you. On my desk. Now."