Insatiable Habits

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As much as I wanted to tangle my hands in her hair and ravish her in the elevator, I couldn't- because what I was going to do to her would take much longer so pushing her into the penthouse was her saving grace.

"There is an extra toothbrush in the bathroom" I said in monotone, I couldn't imagine how disgusting her mouth tasted right now, not that I wanted to, either.

She turned towards me, hands working to unbraid and untangle her messy hair with her fingers until it fell down her back, framing her face, which looked innocent and just a little pale from our eventful flight here.

"Okay, where is this bathroom you speak of?" Her attitude returned, eyes sparkling with a childish gleam.

"Through those double doors and to the right of the bed." I pointed across from us, to the double doors where the bedroom was, we currently stood in the living area, a dark brown leather couch sat atop a navy blue rug, matching armchairs sat beside it and a coffee table laid in front of it, mounted in the wall across was an electric fireplace and a TV mounted above it, further across on the other side of the fireplace was the kitchen.

"I'll just, be quick..." Her eyes and body followed my gesture until she was walking across the living room, bare feet not making a sound across the tile floor.

I sighed as she disappeared into the bedroom and took a few steps forward, tossing her bag onto the armchair. I pulled my phone out and let Vice know via text that I was back. It was already two in the morning and I hadn't gotten a lick of sleep thanks to that little bitch.

My phone buzzed in my pocket as I filled a glass with water from the sink. Taking a long drink before retrieving it and having a look.

Vice: 'Good, your car is set but I'm delaying anymore drops until I've figured out who's fucking with me, keep my car until I call for you.'

I sent back a simple 'okay' of acknowledgment, this would give me time to collect myself and get some sleep, which I needed to separate myself from Cecily for a bit, I didn't want her here and incessantly questioned my rash decision.

I heard gentle little footsteps approaching then her, popping around the corner into view, shyly. "Is there an extra blanket?" She requested in a small and submissive tone which I knew was bullshit because she was a coy little minx.

"What for?" I knew what for, I just wanted to piss her off, granting me a reason to snap and force her into real submission.

My fingers drummed on the granite countertop as I leaned into my palms which were perched on the edge, cocking my head to look down at her from across the island.

She leaned on the corner of the entryway, crossing her arms tightly across her perky little breasts which tugged her white crop top up enough to expose her healthy waist and belly button. "Duh, so I can sleep on the couch, I can't sleep without a blanket!" Snarky little thing even rolled her eyes at me and stamped her feet in place.

I chuckled, she knew it wasn't funny, her body told on her as she stiffened slightly, leaning back as if she were ready to run from me at any moment. "Come here!" I growled in demand, pushing off of the countertop and standing straight.