All Chapters of Her Game; His Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Elena’s POVHis hands were on my wrists, pinning them above my head.The leather cuffs were soft against my skin, but firm enough that I couldn’t move, couldn’t escape even if I wanted to.And I didn’t want to.His mouth was already on my throat, sucking it hard, pulling the skin between his lips until I felt the blood rush to the area, it felt like I was getting marked . Then he moved lower until he plopped one of my nipples into his mouth, even though I was wearing a bra with thin material.He sucked it hard, like he was hungry. Saliva dropped from his mouth onto my breast.I arched, a broken sound tearing out of me as he drew the peak deep into his mouth, tongue flicking ruthlessly over the trapped bud while his teeth grazed it. He released it with a wet pop only to attack the other one, sucking even more aggressively, soaking the fabric until it was transparent on my skin.“These are so fucking sensitive,” he growled against my breast, voice thick with lust. “It's already so hard

Elena’s POVMy face was burning.Not from embarrassment…though there was plenty of that…but from the sheer awareness of being carried in Jonathan Hart’s arms like I weighed nothing.He didn’t speak as we rode the elevator back up to the suite. He just held me, his grip firm and steady, like he wasn’t planning on letting go anytime soon. Even though I was clearly okay now.By the time we got inside, I was soaked through, my clothes clung to me uncomfortably, the water from my hair was all over the floor at this point.. Jonathan set me down gently, his hands lingering on my waist for just a moment before he stepped back.“You need to get out of those clothes,” he said, his tone all business. “You’ll catch a cold.”“I’m fine,” I said stubbornly, even though I was shivering.He disappeared into the bedroom and came back a moment later with a thick, oversized shirt…his shirt, judging by the size.“Here,” he said, holding it out to me. “This will be more comfortable than whatever you packe

Elena’s POV“Are you sure you’re okay?”I looked up from my laptop to find Jonathan standing in the doorway of the bedroom, already dressed in one of his perfectly tailored suits, his expression hovering somewhere between concerned and exasperated. “I’m fine,” I said for what had to be the hundredth time in the past five days. “Completely fine. I am already back to normal. No more pain, meaning I’m in a perfect condition to continue tormenting you.”“You said that yesterday.”“And it was true yesterday too.”He studied me for a moment longer, like he was trying to determine if I was lying, then nodded. “We’re meeting the project team in an hour. Are you ready?”“Almost.” I closed my laptop and stood, smoothing down the blazer I’d paired with tailored pants. I arranged my hair in a ponytail smoothing down the braids. “I just need to grab my files.”“I’ll wait in the car.”He walked out the door before I could respond, and I let out a long breath.It has been five days since that night