His eyes look into mine, and I almost go weak in the knees. "Your eyes are so beautiful." I whisper as his lips get closer to mine. "Never as beautiful as you." With each word, his lips brushed against mine. Guilt floods my stomach as I realize that this is my boss whom I recently met. "Kiss me." He says as his hand cups my face. The only reason I'm close to his height is because of my heels. I hesitate, unsure of what to do. I feel like this is all going too fast. "Please." He says while closing his eyes. The pain in my chest from Will is slowly building, so I make my decision. I tangle my hands in his hair and crash my lips on to his. He presses our bodies together tightly. His lips are warm on mine, and he kisses me very softly. I tighten my grip on his hair, and he takes in a harsh breath. "I'm sorry." I gasp while pulling away. He laughs and pulls me back closer to him, "It's not that you hurt me, I just like that a little too much." "Oh." I blush as he smirks at me. "Seeing you in that dress all day isn't making containing myself any easier. You look so good in red." He pulls me back in for another kiss. It was rougher this time, full of hunger and passion. I could tell that it was his style. I pull on his hair again and his grip on my hip tightens dramatically. I didn't mind at all because it showed that he was just as lost in this as I was. "God, I love your body." He says while pulling away from me and running his hands along my hips. I blushed and he smiled. "I love yours too." I said while running my hands down his chest. His breathing picks up and he pulls me in for another kiss. His tongue trails across my bottom lip, and he grabs my ass causing me to gasp. His tongue brushes against mine. His passion is so much different Will's. I feel like it's actually there, he actually feels it.
"You're so addicting." He growls while pushing me up against the wall. "Distract me. Take me away from this." I whispered as his hot breath hit my ear causing goosebumps to form all over my body. He pins my wrists above my head and kisses me roughly. "You realize we're in Paris right?" He says as his lips connect with the sensitive skin just below my ear. "Yes," I gasp. "The City of Love." He says. I feel his lips form in to a smile on my neck causing me to smile myself. "Mm-hmm." I him in reply as he comes back close to me again. Instead of kissing me, he lifts me up and carries me to one of the beds. His lips crash on to mine once again and his hips brush lightly against mine. Through this, I realized that this is the kind of love I've been aching for. The kind of passion that burns in my heart like a fire is finally being matched. His hand slips underneath my tight dress and lifts it up to my upper thighs. He suddenly stops. "I shouldn't do this to you." He says. His green eyes were now a darker shade of jade, and if you looked close enough you could see desire burning in them. "Let's just go shower." He says. "Together?" I asked nervously. "Yeah. Is that okay? I want to take care of you. I want to wash away all of your sadness." He grabs one of my small hands with both of his. "O-Okay." I stutter.
We enter the bathroom and he turns on the water in the freakishly giant shower. I'm still not sure how I feel about this. "We should fit." He laughs. "I'm pretty sure my family could live in there." I say with a giggle. He takes off his tie and runs his fingers through his hair as I watch him. "What?" He asks with a smile. I blush, "You're just usually dressed in more casual clothes. It's nice seeing you dressed up." He smiles cheekily and his dimples make my heart flutter. "Well. Take it in now because it's about to be gone." He slowly unbuttons his shirt, slowly exposing his toned chest, free of tattoos unlike his brother. I slip off my shoes as I hear the metal on his belt cling. I keep my back turned to him and pull my dress over my head. As soon as the dress is above my hips, I hear Edward suck in a breath. I blush hard and automatically feel like covering myself. I had to wear a thong in order to conceal underwear lines. I look at him over my shoulder. He's leaned against the sink and his eyebrows are furrowed in some sort of frustration mixed with another emotion I couldn't figure. His pants are unbuttoned and his belt was hanging to the side, almost as if he stopped in his tracks just to watch me. I pulled the dress over my head and set it on the floor in front of me. I hear his belt hit the floor and my heart begins to race.
I quickly undo my bra and slip off my panties. I still hear him shuffling around, so I step into the shower. "Edward it's cold." I laugh while turning the heat up. He doesn't respond so I step under the warm water and let it cascade down my body. I hear the door shut, so I look behind me to see him standing there with his hair pulled up in a bun. His bun is a lot smaller than his brother's, but I like it that way. "What?" He says with a smile as a freeze. "Nothing." I say, but my voice shakes. "Aw, are you nervous?" He says while setting the wash cloths and soaps down, but I keep my eyes on his face. "No." I say confidently. "Hm, then how about we play nervous so that you can prove it then?" Oh god. I'm not going to be able to do it. "Alright." I say while putting my hands on my hips. His eyes quickly examine my body as he walks towards me. "Alright. Let's start then." He says with a smile.
