All Chapters of HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Welcome, Ma. Welcome Mr. Banks," the pilot nods as we board and I lose my breath at the sheer luxury of the cabin. "Where is this place?! Wow." I feel Banks’s heavy gaze on me. He isn't listening to the pilot or the whoever protocol speech; he's just watching me look awestruck around the cabin. "Let's sit." He leads me by the waist, and I mindlessly follow his lead to a plush leather seat. The inside of the jet looks like a five-star hotel suite with wings from the future. "This is breathtaking" I want to tour the rooms, but the moment I sit down, a bone-deep, adrenaline-crash tiredness hits me. It’s the kind of exhaustion that says the adrenaline has completely evaporated from my veins, leaving behind a cold, trembling ache that feels 'less like fatigue and more like total system failure'. "You like it?" he request, leaning over to buckle my seatbelt. "I love it," I reply joyfully and he grins. Taking the seat directly beside me. "It's yours to ride anytime." What the hell?

Looking at the clothes Banks had dressed me in, I notice they are slightly stained. I totally forgot that my period started right through the middle of that whole ordeal. Thankfully, I had cleaned up and changed into a pad in my bag just before the wreck happened. I don't even want to imagine how messy I would have looked otherwise.Unceremoniously, after long and intense bathing, I turn off the shower, preparing to step out of the stall when the bathroom door clicks open. We are back in his penthouse, so I already know exactly who it is."Sorry, I'm done," I call out, reaching quickly for my robe before he can fully walk in. I would have used the bathroom in the guest room he gave me, but Banks had given me a flat "Nope. You're staying in my bedroom, under my watch.""Stay," he commands."What?" I freeze. Banks stops right in front of me, dressed in nothing but a low-slung towel wrapped around his waist. My throat goes completely dry. My nipples harden instantly, and a dangerous, f

"You are completely shameless." A smug, dark grin covers his face. He guides our bodies toward the massive bathtub, turning the fixtures on. "So you've repeated over five times now." "Because you are!" That smug grin only widens. Looking away from me, he reaches for the counter and drops two luxury bath bombs into the rushing water. "Get in." I blink at the bathtub. "I... Banks, my blood will redden the water." "Exactly. With my cum still dripping from your ass." "What?!" "I can't wait to bathe in your blood and my cum. Such chemistry," he deadpans,my heart fluttering in rapid wave. My mouth falls open in absolute shock, but before I can protest, my feet are suddenly off the ground. "Banks!" He settles me gently into the wide, steaming tub, sliding in right behind me a second later. "You have to stop calling me Banks, Anor," he rumbles, pulling my back against his chest. Not this again. "What nickname did you get me, firecracker?" For heaven's sake. None! He had kept me dr

Eleanor spasm at my order. Her body twitching and pressing closer to me. "Oh, fuck..." The tiny hairs on her body rise instantly with a cuss. A violent shiver racking her frame as her legs begin to shake against my shoulders, but she complies, parting her thighs wide for me. "Good girl." I kiss my way higher up her thigh, her grip on my hair turning brutal as the anticipation builds. I continue the trail of gentle, lingering kisses, squeezing the absolute life out of her ass cheeks. "So much to own, not enough hands to grab" I note, kissing until my lips finally reach the slick, swollen center of my favorite meal. "You are such a fucking delight, firecracker." I confess against her heat and she thrusts forward slightly. Each deep kiss is accompanied by my thumb finding its way into the tight crack between her ass cheeks. I circle it. "Master..." I look up at her through my lashes, watching her face twist with pure ecstasy. "And you take me so damn well." I thrust my thumb

She doesn't have to strike a deal with me to get a single thing she wants in this world, but remembering how tricky she got when we played card games, just so she could win, I decide to indulge her. "What condition, firecracker?" She moves back a step, but my hands remain locked firmly around her waist till her stomach is pressed against me. She circles a finger on my chest. "Has any woman ever.." she hesitates saying nothing. Her eyes look around mine, chest beating visibly fast. What could she have to question "Any woman ever what, firecracker?" "It's nothing" Shaking her head, she moves closer to my body. I pull her closer "Ask" Here lashes flutter and another heavy gulp resound "What about your parents?" "That's not what you wanted to know, baby" "Before, now that's what I want to know" An involuntary, soundless chuckle breathe out from me "Are you playing word games on me?" She twitch her mouth, body wiggling closer "That's a wild accusation, Master." She moves close