"Man, I feel like Cleopatra
Joan Of Arc, Queen of Hearts, yeah"- Little Mix
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A series of giggle left my scarlet-painted lips as Ashton pressed me on the wall of his billion-dollar penthouse. He peppered my neck with open-mouthed kisses, drawing blood to the surface when he nipped lightly on the exposed skin. A whimper escaped my mouth at the tinge of pain before I grasped his auburn hair between my fingers. I tugged at his soft mane, sliding my hand towards each strand before pulling his head back in front of me. I slammed my lips in his roughly, earning a satisfied growl that reverberated on his chest as he yank me closer, gripping my waist tightly. My hands sliding on his muscular chest, tugging on the buttons harshly until it snapped open from his muscular chest. Taking it off, I roughly bit down on his lower lip, eliciting a moan from him which makes me smirk before I pulled him towards the direction of his king-sized bed.
I pushed him down the soft material before withdrawing, almost tearing the flimsy black dress from his tight grip in the process. He leaned on his elbows, gazing at me with hunger and deep-seeded desire on his golden irises. The six-pack of muscles on his stomach clenched as a deep groan escaped his mouth when I fingered the strap of my black dress. I felt the amusement playing in my mind when I saw him gulped down as the cloth slid down my skin before fluttering on the floor. I smiled wickedly at him, taking a large step towards his figure with only my black-laced underwear. My hands clutching at the mattress before crawling on his lap.
Too eagerly, Ashton caught my lips in a rough kiss. His hand sliding on my hips before kneading my breast, eliciting a small moan from me. Pulling away, I caught my breath as he gently bit down on my chin then kissing his way down on my neck while his fingers pinched on the hardening nub. I arched my back, hands tightening its hold on his broad shoulders while I watched him licked the valley of my breast with hooded-eyes. A whine almost left my lips when his hand suddenly stopped only to replace it with his lips. My mouth opening slightly in a whimper when a sudden ring broke into the heavy atmosphere.
Ashton groaned in frustration when I pulled away at the familiar tone of my phone.
"Don't answer it", he ordered me, peppering my neck with kisses. His teeth sinking into the bare skin, urging me to stay by his side but my mood already dampened. Rolling my eyes at his persistence, I pulled myself away from him before climbing out of the bed and sauntering towards my purse that I left on the ground. I grabbed my vibrating phone, clicking the answer button without looking at the caller I.D.
"Hello?" I answered while leaning on the doorframe. My eyes finding Ashton's who was busy looking at me intensely. His eyes dropping on my breast when I crossed my arm, earning a satisfied smirk on my lips.
"Come in my office. Now", Hollow's voice responded on the other side. I stood up straighter which made Ashton perked up cautiously. I ignored him, feeling the annoyance flooded my senses at her authoritative tone. I fucking hate it when she do that.
"I'm working, Hollow", I hissed under my breath, my eyes narrowing at my reflection on the small mirror beside the bed. My tongue wetted my lips before turning my gaze towards Ashton, who by now was raising his eyebrows at me in confusion which I replied with a nonchalant shrug. Turning away, I gripped my phone tightly, opening my mouth again when Hollow's authoritative tone replied back.
"Wrap it up, Agent Red. We need you here, I already sent Eagle on the way."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I silently shouted at the phone. My irritation flaring up, both from the caller and the fact that she, once again, are interfering with my goddamn work. Footsteps resounded on the silent room before a muscular arm encircled around my waist. Taking a deep, calming breath, I answered her back. My teeth grinding slightly with each word, "You know I hate it when you do this, sis. Let's talk later"
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Red Valentine (#1 E.D.E.N Series)
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