The Jerks Tried To Tame Me

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(Picture on the left is Avery's outfit and the picture on the right is the gorgeous Leonardo dicaprio who we all know and love)

Avery's POV

I woke up feeling myself tangled up with someone else. I didn't really have much of headache but I did feel dizzy when I opened my eyes to take in my surroundings. I was in a large bedroom with fancy looking furniture placed neatly around the whole room.

I looked next to me to see a gorgeous man lightly snoring next to me and his arms wrapped tightly around my bare stomach. Wait- bare stomach? I quickly lifted the covers to see that we were both naked, cooped up in eachother. Suddenly, last nights events came rolling in and I couldn't help but groan at one important thing. I can't remember how the sex felt!!

I know it's a stupid thought but I had just had sex with a really gorgeous man, who, I am currently still lying in bed with and I didn't know if it was even worth it!! I slumped back into the pillow and stared up at the ceiling in wonder of what to do next. My thoughts wondered to the Parkinson's and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty for not telling them where I went yesterday. They're probably worried sick and searching for me but I didn't want to go back.

I felt a slight moment next to me and I noticed that Blake had woken up and was looking at me curiously.

"What you thinking about?" He said with a heavy Italian accent that I hadn't noticed yesterday. Omg, he just gets sexier and sexier by the minute!

"Thanks" he said and chuckled. Whoops, I think I said that out loud. "Yeah you did" he replied again and threw his head in the pillows and laughed, his laughs muffled through the pillows. I blushed and hid my face under the covers.

"Aw, kitten don't be embarrassed." Kitten?! When we did get to the nickname stage?

I didn't have anything to say so I just looked up at him through the covers and he mirrored my actions. Soon we were just staring at eachother without saying anything. I hadn't realised that we had subconsciously leaned into eachother till I felt his surprisingly minty breath mixed with my own. I knew I didn't have bad breath so I let myself slide my lips onto his.

We moved simultaneously and he got ontop of me and started to kiss down my neck. That is surely going to leave a hickey but I only moaned in response.

He continued to tend my 'areas' which led us into a round 2. And boy it was good!

***

An hour later we had both taken a shower together, round 3, and he asked his secretary to bring me some 'teenage' clothing. I don't know why he used the term 'teenage' and not something like 'what people my age wear' so I questioned him on it.

"Oh Avery I'm not in Uni, I'm actually 24 years old and I am a businessmen. I own this hotel and many others". What-to-the-fudge?!?! 

"Oh. But I'm only 17." I said confused.

"I know". He replied, not understanding what I was hinting at.

"Why would you hit on me if you knew that I was much younger than you?"

He smiled a bit and stared at me with a weird expression. "Because when I saw you dancing so beautifully, I knew that I wanted you all to myself and no one was to touch you". Awww, this is so cliché. Too bad I'm a bitch.

"That's kind of selfish. What if I don't want you?" I stated stubbornly. His expression didn't falter, almost as if he knew I would react like this.

"Well I know that's not true." He said proudly.

"How do you know that?" I asked annoyed by his confidence.