Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 131 37% The male assistant spoke clearly, using professional terms, and mentioned surgent matters the Grant Group needed to handle.

The voice was very clear as if it were right next to her.

Joycelyn held her breath, her body stiff and still, not daring to move.

He had pulled her onto the bed earlier, and her wide-legged pants had ridden up, along with his suit trousers. Joycelyn curled her toes, feeling her bare leg against his, uncomfortable and itchy.

She moved.

With that small movement, Ellison's heart felt a subtle stir.

Ellison's attention was completely diverted from the assistant's report. His dark eyes were half-closed, his gaze fixated on the woman curled up in his arms under the thin blanket.

No matter how gently he rubbed her, her body under the thin blanket would tremble uncontrollably because she didn't dare to make a sound or resist.

Joycelyn held his big hand with both hands, but she could not step him.

She didn't dare to move for fear of being exposed.

She cursed inwardly, 'How could this man be so calm and perverted!' Joycelyn pinched the back of his hand, trying to stop him, making Ellison hissed in pain.

Hearing that displeased sound, the assistant immediately stopped the report. "Mr. Grant, is something wrong?" Upon hearing the assistant's voice halt, Joycelyn quickly clenched her teeth and released her grip on his hand. She held her breath, trying to suppress it.

Ellison was certain she was timid and easily embarrassed. Taking advantage of the thin blanket to cover up, he beceven bolder.

"It's okay. Go on. Speak louder. I can't hear ve Joycelyn was stunned.

he said to the assistant.

"Understood, Mr. Grant." The assistant truly thought his voice had been too soft and immediately raised the volume, Ellison moved his large hand from her chest to her back, directly feeling for the hidden clasp. With a slight press, he quickly unbuttoned it.

Joycelyn widened her eyes in disbelief. Why is he taking off my clothes? Joycelyn had never encountered such a situation before. Previously, there had at least been a door between them in the office, but now, with only a thin blanket, any slight movement she made would be noticed.

She believed he was doing it on purpose. He was deliberately trying to provoke her.

1/4 11:22 Mon, Feb 17 O Chapter B1 Furious at how he was teasing her, Joycelyn opened her mouth and bit down on his waist.

Ellison let out a muflled groan, his large hand immediately gripping her small face and pulling her away from his skin. His actions made it impossible for Joycelyn to keep quiet. Any slight movement from him made her let out soft moans. But the assistant's voice covered up those sounds, leaving only Ellison to hear them.

Joycelyn's eyes were filled with shame.

Ellison lifted the thin blanket, revealing Joycelyn's flushed, charming face. Her delicate eyes held a hint of coquettishness.

The warm yellow light wrapped around Ellison's tall frame. He leaned lazily against the bed, making the lines on his face sharper That's enough. Let William handle it." Ellison's voice deepened as he ordered the assistant behind hinf in a hoarse voice. The assistant was stunned for a moment, clearly unable to recover from his shock.

However, he still nodded. “Okay, Mr. Grant." As soon as the assistant turned around, he saw William.

"What are you doing here?" William asked in a low voice.

There's an emergency, I need to report to Mr. Grant." Despite the assistant's calm and professional demeanor, there was a hint of clarity in his eyes.

William glanced towards the first-class cabin. He stepped forward, drew the curtain, and then swiftly carried his subordinate out.

"Mr. Grant needs to rest, don't disturb him! Or I'll deal with your William commanded sternly.

Joycelyn wasn't in her seat. With his intuition, he could easily guess that she must be with Ellison.

"Alright, William. But why are you so nervous? I didn't cause any trouble, did I?" the assistant continued to ask, still puzzled, William looked at his subordinate with a mix of frustration and disappointment.

He grabbed the folder from his hand and walked towards the economy class.

"William, you always accompany Mr. Grant in first class on business trips, why today..." "Shut up." William quickened his pace, not wanting to deal with this rookie.

In the first-class cabin, Ellison lifted the blanket, pulled Joycelyn up, and without a moment's hesitation, kissed her soft, rosy lips.

Joycelyn's eyes darted around nervously.

She was afraid of being caught by the flight attendants or William She kept resisting trying to avoid him.

11:22 Mon, Feb 170 Chapter 11 "No, we're on a plane... Joycelyn's voice trembled, exceptionally nervous.

The unfamiliar surroundings and the uncertain factors frightened her.

She curled up and glared at Ellison.

Ellison's black eyes were filled with intense heat as he looked at her. He leaned close to her ear, kissing his way along. The wet, soft, and agile touch of his kisses lingered, one after another 'Don't worry, no one will come." "I don't want this." Joycelyn still had a sense of shame.

Her pair of innocent, shimmering eyes blinked, and her little face turned increasingly red.

Deep down, she was so nervous. If something were to really happen on the plane, she wouldn't want to face anyone.

But it was precisely this look that made Ellison lose control "Joycelyn, I promise you'll like it, o defense.

Ellison did not force her Instead, he slowly conquered Joycelyn's psychological

The sensitive body of Joycelyn was pushed to the extreme, and even to om though she tried to firmly stand her She tried ground, her body still gave an honest response to the way Ellison sucked and bit her. She was so scared that she started crying. "Ellison... don't do this to me... Mmm." Although they had shared intimate moments many times before it was always in a hotel or at home.

But this was on a plane.

For a girl, such a setting felt especially unsafe, and she felt shy, unable to accept it.

"Mrs. Grant, it's not just in bed at home," Ellison whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice. The balcony, the car, indoors, outdoors, as long as it's safe, I want to try it all with you." It was like being enchanted.

That gentle, deep voice made Joycelyn's heart race.

"You have a cleanliness obsession, don't you? This is a public place, it's not clean, Joycelyn said, her voice trembling as she bit her lip.

She tried to persuade him.

"Don't worry, everything was disinfected last night. Everything here is custom-made for me, aûdî m wouldn'Ndo anything with you if it wasn't clean, Ellison said, kissing Joycelyn with a mix of persistence and tenderness. An unclean environment wasn't good for a girl's health, and Ellison couldn't just think about his own needs without considering her well-being.

Despite his words, Joycelyn was still worried and shook her head, avoiding his kiss.

She gripped her waistband tightly, not letting him move, while Ellison took the opportunity to move downward. Suddenly, he let out a low laugh, his voice almost bewitching.

Mol, Fel Chapter 131 Joycelyn's heart was trembling. She whimpered shyly and hid her face in the pillow, not daring to see anyone.

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