"You know that you can just stay here." August says wrapping his arms around Alexia as he starts sucking small marks onto her neck.
"We talked about this. I told you I would come by and try the dress on, we are supposed to be taking things slow remember? And honestly – " She walks into his closet to find a hoodie then comes back out, "I am really fucking horny, and you, and your morning voice...I need to go." She breaks free and pulls on her hoodie.
He reaches out grabs onto her wrist and pulls her back for one final sloppy kiss. Slowly pulling away, "I love you."
"I love you, too. I will see you tomorrow for the gala, then maybe I'll let you screw my brains out in nothing but these thousand-dollar heels."
He growls and she can see that she is getting to him through the slight tension against the fabric of his sweats. She looks proud knowing that just putting that thought in his head is enough to get him riled up. She may like letting him have all the control but there is one very important part about that statement. She lets him dominate her but it's in Alexia's nature to challenge authority, and every once in a while she wonders what it would be like to have August on his knees begging to taste her rather than the other way around.
She gives him a final quick peck on the cheek. "Say goodbye to your little buddy too." Her hand slides over the front of his sweats 10 squeezing just enough to make him even harder. She sticks out her bottom lip making a pitiful pout.
A storm of lightning flashes through his eyes as he stares at her, his jaw ticks, and that little vein in his forehead is throbbing. He knows what she is doing. She wants him to punish her for that and he will. Just not yet. That would mean letting her have a little too much control. That's the thing between the two of them. They both think they have control but when it comes down to it neither of them does when it has to do with the other. They already know that their only weakness is each other. That's why it works so well.
Alexia struts out the door, yelling back over her shoulder to find him staring at her from the doorway. "Oh, check you're phone."
Once the elevator doors slide closed August turns on his heel and nearly runs back to his room. But remember, he is in total control...sure. Picking up his phone there are two notifications. The first is from Instagram and the second is a text with a picture attachment. He taps on the Instagram notification first assuming she had texted him a screenshot of the photo he's tagged in just in case he couldn't find it. She's aware technology isn't exactly his strong suit.
The screen lights up and brings him to his notifications for the post he's been tagged in.
vasilisa.p tagged you in a post
Clicking on the post he is brought to Alexia's account. He hits the follow-back button immediately. Then he checks the post he is tagged in. It's the picture she had shown him at when they were at Bryant Park, along with one more of her, she looks a lot younger, her hair is longer, curly, and slightly messy and she's wearing a maroon hoodie. There's nothing behind her but a blank white wall and she has a very smug look on her face, kinda like the one a kid gets when they are in trouble but have no regrets about the decisions they have made. A lot like the one she had on her face after dumping the drink in the man's lap at his bar. Only, the smile is a bit more intense and again, she looks younger. Maybe it's her old drivers license picture.
He double-taps on the image, along with screenshotting the first one. He scrolls down to check the caption.
vasilisa.p A picture is worth a thousand words My Love 🖤
She only posted the picture an hour ago and it's already flooded with comments that's when he realizes she has a small blue check mark next to her name just like he does. He isn't sure what it means, again his social media managers are usually the ones to handle his Instagram but scrolling through the comments most of the ones near the top have the checkmark while those toward the bottom do not. Most of these are people asking if the tag was correct, and who the guy in the first picture is because they can't see August's entire face very clearly and then he finds one that sticks out, also finding a check mark beside the username.
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