All Chapters of HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

ELEANOR POVHis face presses firmly between my ass cheeks. The rough, spiky stubble of his jaw grazing my skin and causing a fierce heat to bloom in my lower abdomen."B-Banks..." I reach a hand back to grip him tighter, but he catches my wrist, pinning it to the mattress, while nuzzling deeper. His tongue tracing my cunt, while his other hand keeps a firm grip on the leather belt around my neck, pulling just enough to make my chest heave with adrenaline, and breathing fracture."More," I gasp, my face burying into the pillow. My plea turns into a sharp scream as he suddenly spreads my cheeks wide, pressing his thumb firmly into my tight, second hole. "Master!" A loud cry tears from me, my fists instantly grappling the sheets, while I try to crawl forward, but the leather leash instantly yanks me back.He pushes his thumb deeper, stretching me while his tongue finds a frantic, heavy rhythm against my clitoris. My stomach knots and blood floods straight ot my ears and head. "Please.

"I'm not coming," I say into the phone."It wasn't a request, Eleanor," Banks's deep voice grates over the receiver."I know, but I'm still not coming.""Anor.""You agreed to be my boyfriend, Banks. And you agreed that we would not be seen together in public right now.""I never officially agreed to that ridiculous rule.""Well, I did. I cannot risk being seen out with you right now and getting publicly insulted again. My parents saw the news, Banks. Catherine got physically harassed because of me. Please, try to understand where I am coming from.""We haven't seen each other in two days," he notes, his tone dangerous."That isn't my fault. I came over to the penthouse yesterday, but you were completely buried in corporate meetings.""Come to the car race. I actually have a surprise waiting for you.""I can't.""It doesn't matter.""Banks, we agreed to meet up tonight at the apartment. And my surprise for you isn't finished yet either." I take a deep breath."What surprise?""When we

"Sounds like someone is hopelessly in love," Zara teases."Anyways," Kayden continues."After I made you smile, he was the one who ordered the massive floral arrangement to be delivered to you.""The flowers were from him, too?!""Well, I told him it would be a good idea, and he actually listened," Kayden says. A deep, overwhelming warmth spreads through my chest."I have to head out now, Elle," Dean’s voice cuts through my thoughts."So soon?" I ask, looking at him. He steps closer, leaning down to pull me into a brief, firm hug, my body tenses, mind immediately going to Banks for a brief second."We will talk more about the business contract later." My hands freeze awkwardly at my sides, my mind instantly flashing to Banks's possessive gaze."Thank you, Dean," I murmur as he pulls back."I'll pick up the preliminary paperwork next week," he says, gesturing toward the folder resting on the table a few feet away. I smile."Hold on" he stops, watching me pick up a bottle of perfume and

ELEANOR POV- SAME HOUR. The persistent vibration of my phone echoes against the glass counters of the formulation lab. I let out a long, heavy breath, staring at the screen before finally sliding it open."Hello, little thing.""Who is this?" I question, though the smooth, slightly mocking tone and nickname is unmistakable.A dramatic sigh travels through the line. "I am deeply wounded to be so entirely forgettable. It’s Anthony.""How did you even obtain my call line?""I orchestrate the digital architecture alongside your possessive partner, little one." I roll my eyes. "Such arrogance. Wht did you call?" "Because of your partner, why else?" My heart rate ticks upward, the sterile scent of the lab suddenly feeling distant. "Is he alright? Has something happened? Why are you calling me, Anthony?""Physically? Impeccable. Temperamentally? He is currently tearing my sanity to shreds.""Anthony, speak clearly.""Why haven't you presented him with his fragrance yet?" I pull the devi

BANKS POV "I still fail to comprehend your need to be down here," I haul her flush against my chest, entirely dismissing her words. "I am certain you don't," I counter softly. Her gaze locks onto mine, her wide eyes flecked with brilliant amber light and an open, breathtaking affection that threatens to dismantle my restraint. My private elevator chime echoes softly as its doors slide open "Banks, listen to me," she whispers, her breath warm against my neck. "I can simply hand the perfumes to Carlton and allow him to distribute it to the floor staff." I pivot abruptly, my fingers sinking into the soft curve of her waist. In one swift, fluid motion, I press her back against the cool, brushed-steel paneling of the elevator and crash my mouth down onto hers. A sharp intake of air catches in her throat before she surrenders, her arms looping tightly around my neck. I shift my grip, my palms anchoring beneath her ass to haul her body completely off the floor. Our tongues become a tang