Her brown hair hangs in loose curls over her chest and shoulders, still with remnants of gold from last nights outfit still sprinkled through. Her doe brown eyes seem so large as she peers up at me, her lips upturned to a gentle smirk. Those lips, I'd love to see them wrapped around me while she looks up at me. Stop it Harry, she's trying to talk to you. 
                          
"I get that you don't like him, but you have nothing to worry about. Honest, I'm not interested in him at all" Her sweet words curl my lips into a soft smile. I have a feeling I consume her thoughts in the same way that she consumes mine, and boy does that excite me. 
                          
"He's very clearly into you Elena, what man wouldn't be who spends so much time with you. And now that you're quitting and he won't be spending time with you he's going to start getting desperate and try to get you to want him. And unlucky for him, but you're off limits. Just want to make sure that he knows that" I am aware that I sound like a jealous boyfriend. But I'm not, I'm just territorial, eager to keep what's mine, mine. I don't share. 
                          
Her eyes roll as she lets out a gentle giggle under her breath. I bite down on my lip as the thought of spanking her for rolling her eyes at me pops into my brain. The thought of her laid naked across my lap, her soft pale skin becoming red by my hand is making me hard.
                          
I know we aren't quite there yet, but certainly me pleasuring her yesterday was a step in the right direction. The look on her face as she had her first orgasm is one that I won't be forgetting for a long time, that along with the feeling of her soft skin and the sounds of her moaning my name. And when she decided to return the favour, holy fuck. I didn't even need the release, watching her come undone under my touch was enough satisfaction for me. But my Elena, she wanted to make me feel good like the way I made her feel good. I really have to shut these thoughts down, I can already begin to feel the familiar ache in my groin. 
                          
"Well even if he is into me, it doesn't matter because I'm with you. And I'm perfectly capable of fending off his advances" The sweet sound of her voice brings me back into the conversation, of course we're still talking about him, my fault. Her words are music to my ears, 'I'm with you', she's with me, even though I've fucked this up a few times already in the short time we've known each other. I never pictured myself having this kind of relationship with someone, because I simply don't get attached to people the way that other people do. Ever since I met her, she's been a constant thought always running around somewhere in my mind. 
                          
"Good girl" I tell her softly, reaching my free hand to tuck some loose hair behind her ear. It's weird to me how much I like doing that, how much I like seeing a blush rise on her cheeks or hearing her sweet little laugh. Things have been turbulent for us, and that's definitely my fault. It's been way more complicated than any other arrangement I have had in the past. Most of my other arrangements have been pretty void of any conflict; because I set up boundaries before anything even began. There is a whole clause of the contract that I had removed before Elena even saw it that basically states the lay of the land. You go to events with me, pleasure me, I pay you, and it ends when the contract finishes. 
                          
I get bored easily, I've never signed a contract longer than 3 months, always afraid that something sweeter will come along while I'm tethered to someone else. I thought for sure Elena would be the same thing, despite Grace's assurances that Elena would be something new for me. I'm a business man; my job is to make deals and get people to do what I want, and god knows I love a challenge. I thought for sure, I can definitely take this young naive girl and she will become what I need her to be with a little bit of convincing. But each day that I spend with her; instead of changing her, I think that she's changing me.