Enemies On The Mission [b.barnes]

Part 24 - Counter top

Marcella's POV

I'm just waiting in the bedroom for James to come back with his bag so I can get changed.

I keep thinking about what's going to happen after.

After we kill George.

After we aren't forced to be together anymore.

I'm scared James will want nothing to do with me.

We kissed, but does that even mean anything to him? Maybe he was just bored and was playing around. I shouldn't even care though right? I was doing just fine before him.

We're assassins. We aren't meant to find love, that's just how it is. We kill, that's it. That's how I've been ever since I ran away and decided to get revenge.

But with James it's different.

I'm not just stuck in kill mode with him.

The door to the bedroom opens and James walks in with his duffle bag and my teddy in his hands.

He doesn't make eye contact with me like he usually does whenever he walks in the room. His eyes stay glued to the floor.

It sounds silly but I immediately miss his gaze. I miss what I feel when he looks at me.

James drops the bag on the bed and looks down at my teddy in his hands. He smiles slightly before setting it down. Then he opens up his bag and pulls out some of our clothes.

He barely meets my eyes when he says, "you can use the shower first if you want."

I shrug and gather my clothes, then go into the bathroom. I don't shut the door the whole way.

I want to mess with him.

Not turning back I pull his sweatpants off my legs and let them fall to the floor next to me.

I hear James mutter "fuck." It makes me want to keep going.

I only have underwear under his t-shirt but I pull it over my head anyway.

"Marcella stop fucking teasing me," James says from outside.

"Or what?" I say turning around to look at him through the crack in the door and I finally make eye contact with him.

He stands up from the bed, not looking away as he walks into the bathroom. He comes right up to me and it makes me take a few steps back until my bare skin hits the cool wall.

He's so close that the fabric of his pants is lightly rubbing my thigh. I can feel the heat rush to my core just from having him so close to me, yet he doesn't touch me.

"You just love to tease me, hm?" He says lowly, finally lifting his hand up to my chin and tilting my face upwards a bit.

"And you love when I do it," I reply.

He smirks a bit then slowly lowers his lips to mine, just as I lean up to meet him he pulls away slightly not letting me touch him.

"Don't be an asshole James," I whine.

He chuckles slightly then smashes his lips on mine, it's slow but hungry. After a minute both of James's hands trail down my sides then under my ass.

"Jump," he says in-between kisses. I do what he says and he pins my hips between him and the wall, making me wrap my legs around him.

He's hard. I can feel it pressing against me.

He deepens the kiss making me moan slightly. Then he pulls us away from the wall and sits me down on the counter top while he stands in between my legs.

His mout reattaching to my neck and down to my collarbone. He took of my bra, unhooking it deftly with a snap of his fingers.

I whined in minor complaint as he tossed my bra aside, pushing me back down so he could latch his mouth onto my left nipple. His tongue swirled around, licking and flicking it. He moves to my right breast to give it the same treatment, capturing my nipple gently between his teeth and pulling.

James's hands gripping my waist so tightly, I was sure his touch was to be ingrained upon my soul. He ran his hand down towards where I longed for him most, starting to thrust in and out, pushing his palm into my clit, causing me to let out a moan that echoed off of the walls, a moan I was sure he'd never forget. He was making me feel as though I was on top of the world.

"Come on baby, let go for me." He purred, gazing into my eyes as mine fought to stay open.

"Shh, that's my doll, let go love." And I did, my body arched into his grasp, he thrusted faster as he pushed his palm even further into my clit as I came, creating such delicious pressure, I thought I was going to burst. I wrapped my arms around his body, engulfing him and curling into him to fit his form as though I was perfectly moulded to him.

Our sweaty bodies sat wrapped around each other, breathy whimpers left the both of us as I fought my natural instincts to breathe. James grasped my face, and silently laughed as he brought his lips to mine once again.

I'm sure I left nail marks in his shoulders. "What's my name doll?" He asks.

"James," I say breathlessly.

"That's right. I'm the one who just fucked you with his fingers and I'm the only man that ever get to touch you like that again, understand?"

"Understand," I repeat.

He pulls his fingers out of me and brings his fingers to his mouth licking them clean while he keeps eye contact with me. He then pulls them out of his mouth, "open," he says. I do as I'm told and open my mouth and as soon as I do he slides two fingers into my mouth making me moan slightly.

I can taste myself and his saliva mixed together. He pushes them back making me gag before he grunts and pulls them out.

He catches my lips in a kiss again but this time it's gentle, like he's afraid I might break.

"You okay baby?" He asks softly after pulling away slightly.

"Mhm." He leans down to kiss me again but I pull away a second later, "I want you James, all of you. Please."

"When I fuck you for the first time Marcella it isn't going to be a quickie in the bathroom. I'm going to take my time with you. Make sure you fucking feel me for days after," he says running his hands up my body. I can feel his hard dick pressing against my thigh.

I slide my hand under his shirt and run it up and down his body stopping just above the waistband of his pants, I can feel his toned abs flew under my touch. "But what about you?" I ask.

He smiles slightly staring into my eyes. "I can wait," then his smile turns to a smirk, "It wouldn't be the first time you've left me hard doll."

Even after everything we just did now is the time I feel my cheeks flush. James puts his hand to my chin and tilts my head up a bit so I can't shy away from him.

"You're so beautiful," he says to me before leaning down to peck my lips again. He picks me up and I wrap my arms and legs around him and rest my head in the crook of his neck. He holds me like this for a minute or two before saying, "We need to get ready now. You can go for a shower first to clean up, shout if you need anything okay?" He gently sets me on the ground.

"Okay," I say smiling slightly.

"Fuck you make it so hard to leave you," he says leaning down for another kiss. I giggle and push him away.

"Your choice idiot. Now leave me alone so I can shower."

He pushes is tounge into the side of his cheek in annoyance, but he's trying not to smile.

"Fine you little brat, I'll go," he says walking away. Before he goes out the door he turns to look me up and down again then he walks out and shuts it.

Fuck.