French Roses and Silk Kisses [Discontinued]

Claimed

Sitting behind the desk at the local park district, Zaria made sure to go over the guest log for the week. It was well past 11am and she had given up on getting a call from Max. She was used to it at this point.

"Okay ma'am, I just need you to sign at the bottom and verify that your guest number is correct." Zaria couldn't help but smile as the elderly woman slowly signed the paper. Before looking further she placed the floral bifocals, previously hanging around her neck, onto her face.

"It looks good to me sweetheart. Thank you so much for working with me."
"It's no problem." Zaria took the stack of papers and placed them into the correct file for the day. She let the woman know everything was set and made her way around the desk to help the woman out the door.

Once she returned to the desk, she pulled out her phone and began watching Black Mirror. Just before the show could begin the doorbell chimed letting her know someone had come in. She quickly placed the phone into her oversized jacket.

In walked a man dressed in all black carrying a large bouquet of soft, yellow roses. He gave her a smile before placing them on the desk. "I believe these are for you." He placed an envelope next to them before handing her a clipboard to sign.

"Umm... thank you?"
"You're welcome. Enjoy he rest of your day."

Zaria carefully inspected the flowers. They were very pretty and smelt amazing. Opening the envelope, she saw that it was from Max.

'I'm sorry I wasn't able to call you, love. There was an emergency at the company. I hope you can forgive me and I'd like to see you again xoxo.'

She found herself smiling as she clutched the note between her hands. The door once again chimed and Zaria placed the note in her pocket.
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At the end of her shift she only had one rose left. All the elderly who came, seemed to adore them and she couldn't find it in herself to say no once she say the way they eyed them. It was almost 1am and she was dog tired. Her phone buzzed but she couldn't be bothered to check it as she closed up the building.

Walking to her Honda, she jumped in and quickly locked her doors. The drive home was filled with loud music in an attempt to keep her awake. Pulling into her apartment complex, she couldn't help but sigh at the thought of crawling into her bed.

"Zaria!" She quickly turned around to see Max standing a couple feet from her car. She furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"What are you doing here?" She questioned as he came closer, leaning against her car.

"I told you I was coming. Check your phone." She checked her text messages and noticed that he had told her way earlier in the day that he'd be coming to see her. "Whoops, I hadn't even check my phone. Umm... I'm dog tired but you're more than welcome to come in and meet Daniel."

"Daniel?" His face suddenly became more serious as he straightened himself up.

Zaria nodded as she made her way up the steps, "He's my roommate. Well a little more than that considering he pays all the bills." Max grabbed her arm to stop her from entering the elevator. Zaria turned to him with half opened eyes.

"Yes?"
"I don't think I like the idea of you having a male roommate." Max released his hold on her and Zaria gave a lazy laugh.

"I'm tired. Don't make me have to cuss you out right now. Either come up and meet him or leave." She held the elevator open as she eyed him, more alert this time. He'd have another thing coming if he thought he could dictate her life. He silently stepped into the elevator.

On the ride up, she could feel the tension oozing off him but she couldn't care less. Stepping out on her floor, she quickly unlocked the door and placed her purse on the kitchen counter.

"Daniel, I'm here and I've brought a guest." She yelled out to the apartment. Daniel walked in with only a pair of boxers on, rubbing his eyes.

"Why are you yelling like we live in a mansion woman?" His voice was slightly horse as he plopped onto the couch, still unaware of the muscle mass standing in the doorway. Max cleared his throat and Zaria watched in amusement as Daniel finally noticed the man.

"Damn Zaria, I didn't know you were fucking someone's security guard." Daniel jumped up from the couch before making his way over to Max, hand extended. Max simply stared at him.

"I'm not fucking anyone, you whore." Both Max and Daniel looked at her with a raise eyebrow. She rolled her eyes and made her way towards her room.

"Come on Max, Daniel may be ugly but he doesn't bite." Zaria purposely yelled out.

"Who you callin' ugly? You wanna tell your date about that time you begged me to fu-"

"Daniel!" Zaria quickly shut him up. He smirked at Max before making his way back into his room. She crossed her arms before stepping into her room. When they first moved in together, they couldn't keep their hands off one another but quickly realized they worked better as friends.

"So he's not just a roommate?" Max leaned against the doorway and eyed Zaria as she began untying her gym shoes.

"We've been intimate, yes, but that ship has sailed." She looked up at him as he simply stared at her. Rolling her eyes, she took her jacket off and placed it in her hamper.

"Are you going to come in or just stare at me all night?" She titled her head to the side. Max seemed to think for a bit. It was a bit too long for Zaria.

She blew out a breath, "you know what? Maybe it'd be a better idea for you to go home." She moved towards him only to take a step back as he entered the room. Approaching her, he placed a hand on her arm and pulled her into him. Not even a second later she felt his lips on hers. This kiss was different from their first, it was possessive and rough.

His lips moved fast against hers as he tasted her mouth and she could only stand there and take the sweet torture. Breaking the kiss, she thought he would stop but only continued down to her neck. A soft moan escaped her as he found her sweet spot. She grabbed his hair lightly as he suckled her skin. His hands quickly found her ass and he scooped her up before tossing her onto the bed.

Hovering over her, he eyed her like his favorite steak and Zaria found herself overwhelmed with arousal. "You're going to quickly find out that I don't like to share, Zaria."

"I didn't know I was yours to claim." She breathlessly said as she felt him grind into where she wanted him the most. She heard him let out a laugh before the sounds of material ripping caught her attention. He'd ripped open her white t-shirt.

"Woah dude, we're not all rich like you so don't go ripping clothes that aren't yours." Zaria sat up slightly as she watched him toss the material somewhere into her room.

"Shut up." Before she could respond her quickly placed his lips against hers once more.
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