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"Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appe...
WARNING SEXUAL THEMES I don't know if I really like how I wrote this chapter. I've been having a major writing block. But I hope you enjoy :)
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The endless giggles erupted out of my painted lips, echoing around the luxurious car James had drug me into. I couldn't help but feel sort of immaculate from all the stress that fell on me, not particularly fond to remember the eyes Westin was giving me when we left.
I felt for that guy, knowing from my sneaky FBI agent skills, that he had a large crush on me, but having this cool personality when interacting with me.
James's large hand drew me away from my sympathies, sliding up my red skirt and resting dangerously close to my underwear. I gazed towards him, feeling the arousal begin to swirl in my stomach as the street lights cascaded over his handsome face.
I bit my lip to constrain a moan, having my senses greatly heightened from the immense amount of alcohol. James sat with his usual emotionless face, strictly keeping his attention away from me, on the road. He did that quite often it seemed like.
We arrived to my apartment complex, feeling the lights flicker over my closed eyelids as he pulled into the garage, directly next to my car in Aviary's spot.
Had she gone with that mysterious guy?
I hummed and felt my eyes drooping, desperately trying to keep the weight up after a blink. Suddenly, my door opened beside me and the cool air of the night funneled through the car. I shivered and barely opened my eyes, discerning James's authoritative being crouching down.
He unbuckled my seatbelt and softly gathered me into his arms, careful to caress my head from falling back. When he pulled me into his toned chest, the deep smell of cologne filled my noise making a small satisfied moan escape my mouth.
I snuggled close to him, feeling his body move back and forth with every step, my hair following. I heard the doorbell ding open, and James enter, standing against the railing and holding me impossibly close. There was another shuffling of undoubtably neighbors, muttering something towards James that I couldn't detect.
We made it up to the apartments, to which James set me down, rummaging in my purse to find the set of keys. I groggily leaned up against the wall, peering through the minor slits in my eyelids to see his handsome being opening the door.
When he did I cut in front of him, accentuating my hips with emphasized sways. I heard him chuckle and shut the door behind him, following me into the kitchen.
"Too sexy for your own good, sweetheart," He muttered under his breath, but I caught it, raising a smirk to my lips. I stopped when I came up to the wine, devilishly grinning to myself before sliding out my favorite wine.
Just as I was turning around to grab the bottle opener, the cool wine disappeared from my grasp, making a sword dismounting sound against my rings. An unconscious pout raised to my lips as James was placing it back in the cooler, shutting the door and standing in front of it.
