The Game

Chapter Xi

SONG:

DARK TIMES- Ed Sheeran, The Weeknd

Christopher POV:

She just stares at me with those pretty eyes. Flashbacks start replaying through my head of how I had her shivering from beneath me last week. Fuck I need to get them out of my head before I do something I will regret. "Liana." I state, my tone more ominous. She soon comes to realisation of what I am hinting her to do.

She blinks a few times before bursting into laughter, standing up before slowly stumbling her way towards me. When she gets to me she holds onto my shoulder and lifts her leg before slowly taking her heels off. I watch her, my eyes never leaving her movements. "God that's better, my feet are killing me." She hands her shoes to me and walks to my car, slamming the door as she sits inside. Her friend looks at me quizzically, asking whether she should follow Lianas lead or not.

I am losing my patience. "Get in." I say before turning back and getting into my car. She moves fast to get into the back next to Liana. "Liana, get in front, I'm not going to bite.... too hard" I hear a gasp escape her plump lips and wonder why she doesn't want to sit next to me... is it because of last week? I shake my head as she hesitantly sits in front, looking back at her friend before buckling her seatbelt in.

I start the car and drive in the direction of my manor.

"Can we pleassee have some music in this place." Her friend complains from her place in the backseat. I look into the rear view mirror to see that she is half passed out, not even focusing on the words she is slurring.

Liana doesn't say anything to accompany that. She stares outside the tinted black window in a dazed state.
I lean over subtly, placing a gentle hand just above her knee. From the side of my eye she whips her head to me and down to my hand before looking back up at me, confusion clear on her face.

She makes no move to remove my hand, she leaves it there as she contemplates what I am trying to say with my actions.

"Liana I am tired!" her friend exclaims, appearing in the middle of our seats. As if my hand was burning her, Liana removes my hand from her leg, shuffling in her seat. "Me too Mars." Her tone sounds anything but tired and I know for sure that it was because of me, I can feel the heat of her arousal from my seat, I smirk at her before turning into my gate.

Once we get inside, I tell one of the guards to get a maid to prepare a room for Lianas friend as they stand in the entrance ogling my manor. "Your friend will be escorted to her room shortly" I say looking at Liana.

My eyes rake their way down her body, the black dress hugging her figure as tightly as her own skin. The holes putting her soft skin on display.
Images of fucking her in that dress, bent over my desk pop up in my mind. I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts before I lose control and actually take her to my office.

I hold out my hand for her, "Come." I demand, she crosses her arms pushing her breasts up further. I swear under my breath but keep my eyes from being drawn to them. Her brow is raised. "No." She says defiantly, trying to test me. Clenching my jaw a take a step towards her and throw her over my shoulder. She squeals and reprimands me as I keep walking to my bedroom. I don't know why I want her to sleep in my bed because this is very odd of me but I just need her close to me.

When I get to my bedroom I put her on the floor and walk into my en-suite bathroom, I start the shower and put it at a warm temperature, I walk back into the bedroom and see Liana looking around the room aimlessly. "Liana" I call waiting for her to look at me. "Come here." I say, my tone commanding. She eventually finds my eyes, smirking at me seductively. She walks towards me, swaying her hips. Fuck. That. Dress.