Semua Bab A Deal With My Hockey Captain Stepbrother : Bab 81 - Bab 90

ELIANA Jackson turns around and looks at me, the corner of his lips lifting up into a wicked smirk. I gulp when he walks towards me, his steps slow and heavy, echoing through the quiet air. He looks like some kind of a predator walking towards its prey, his eyes fixated on me, every step calculated. I step back, my first instinct is to break into a sprint. To run as first as I can and as far as my legs can carry me. To run for dear life. However, my heart drops when my back comes in contact with the heavy door and I swallow. There's no escape, no where to run to. I’m wrapped here with him. My breath stutters when Jackson stops right before me, his presence overwhelming. His thump finds my chin and he gently tilts my head up so I’m looking into those blue eyes that have turned a few shades darker. I tiptoed to kiss him, my hand finding its way to his pants. Unfortunately, Jackson doesn't let me have my way as he intertwines my hands with his right hand and pins it above my h

ELIANA“Jax…” I hiss, frustration rising up in me as I try to fight against the leather chair, trying to move my hips as though doing so would help ease the burning desire between my legs.Please someone remind me how I ended up in this position. Jackson has my hands and legs tied to either arm of the leather chair with his necktie. Still in his jersey, my lower body is completely naked and exposed.“What?” He asks with a raised eyebrow, playing dumb.“I hate you for doing this to me! I swear to the heavens! I’ll never forgive you for this!” I say through gritted teeth, fighting to break free but the knot around my wrists and legs only tightens.Jackson looks up at me before the leather chair, he’s on his knees between my wide spread legs, helpless, breathless, dripping wet for him and my swollen clit begging for his attention. Just a little bit of attention. However, he looks nonchalant, taking his sweet time and it only drives me insane. I want to shout, to scream to the top of my v

ELIANA CThe bright sunlight penetrating through the white shear curtains hits my face and I softly flutter my eyelashes.A groan escapes my lips when I flip to my sides, feeling a dull ache down there. What the hell-a breath catches in my throat when the memories of the previous night come flashing in my head. The party, the car drive, touching myself inside Jackson's car as he watched me through the window of his room, the fire inside me flaming hot after touching myself and I couldn't hold back anymore and ended up knocking on his door, him making me admit the filthiest secrets that I have never told anyone because I’m afraid that they'll think I am crazy, him walking to the chair and making me strip for him, giving him a blow job and him burying his cock deep in in my guts while holding a fistful of my hair and gagging on it, him taking me from behind roughly thrusting in and out of me deeply, hitting that sweet spot that he only knows off and me begging for more like a cock addic

ELIANA A breath catches in my throat when the wooden mahogany door clicks open and Jackson walks casually into my room like it's his. He looks in my direction and we lock eyes through the mirror.“Have you ever heard of the term, knocking?” I question sarcastically and he raises a brow at me as the corner of his lips curl into a smile.“Maybe…I missed class the day it was taught. Do you mind teaching me? I promise to be a good student.” The corner of his lips curls into a smile.“I don't think I need to knock. I can walk in and out as I please. Anytime.” The smirk on the corner of his lips broadens and I roll my eyes at his words. Please someone remind me how we got here. Of course he's talking about the conversation in the morning after breakfast. When I agreed that…I am his.Jackson walks to me, his steps slow and heavy echoing through the quiet air while his eyes fixed on mine through the mirror. I remain standing on the same spot, not morning muscle.I gulp when he finally stops

ELIANA TWO DAYS LATER “Heavens, I want to kill him!” Zoe blows out a frustrated sigh, complaining about Marco not allowing her to go to the hockey party on Friday night because Nikolai wasn't around and she was under his guidance.I have been listening to her complain about the whole situation since we left the parking lot. How she's pissed off with Marco and how of an asshole he is. The corner of my lips curves into a smile, “What?” Zoe asks with creased eyebrows, “Are you sure you want him dead?” I tease and she rolls her eyes.“Of course I want his annoying ass dead. Like dead-dead.” She gestures with her hand and the smile on the corner of my lips stretches an inch more, not believing her words.“Okay…” I stretch the words, letting her know that I’m doubtful about it and she rolls her eyes again.“Maybe…” “He's trying to protect me so that it doesn't happen again? It's almost a year since the incident and…I’m eighteen now. And please don't tell me you’re siding with him.” Zoe