Stepping down from the jet, I squinted. The bright New Zealand sun was piercingly sharp for it being 7 pm. Quickly I threw on a pair of sunglasses, striding toward the Bentley that sat purring. A tall man unfolded himself from the back and began his saunter around the car. He turned toward me and immediately I knew it was my lover.
"Adam!" I squealed, picking up my pace. Fast walking in heels was not ideal, but I managed it. "Darling!" Smiling, he reached for my waist and swung me around. I snuggled into his shoulder.
"Babygirl." He pressed kisses to my cheek and jaw. "Oh my love, I am so glad you are here." He smoothed my dress pants down as he set me on the ground, only to capture my lips in a heated kiss. "Oh how I missed you." He whispered breathlessly in between the crash of our dueling mouths.
We broke apart slowly and I giggled. "It has been 24 hours at the most."
"I know. Its terrifying." He rested his forehead against my own. "You have a hold on me like no other. I couldn't go a minute with out thinking about you. With out wondering if you were okay."
Smiling, I ran my fingers through his glossy mane. "I felt the same way."
We slowly released each other, and walked hand in hand toward the awaiting car. Slipping in, we cuddled in the back seat like love struck teens. I hand never felt this with anyone before. He was like lighting coursing through my veins. His touches like a drug. I was being pulled under his will, and his deadly whims.
The car rolled into the hotel area, and my eyes widened in wonder. Lovely vines swept up the sides of the brick building. Gold and crimson lined the area, and twinkling lights lit the way. A valet ran to open the doors of the Bentley, and get my luggage out of the back. Three custom Louis Vitton roller bags were pulled, followed by a Chanel fur coat.
"I'll take my coat." I smiled at the bell hop, and Adam gently wrapped it around me. "Shall we darling?" I swung my leather Oh so black Birkin bag on my right arm and grasped Adam with my left. We entered the establishment with the flair of royalty.
I could feel the eyes of all pinned on me. Head held high, I shifted my weight evenly from one foot to the other. Waltzing up to the director, I planted a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Ah Y/n." He smiled and returned the peck. "Adam." He grinned from ear to ear and gave my partner a hug. "I almost didn't recognize the two of you."
A small laugh escaped my ruby lips, and Adam rubbed my back gently. Every once in a while his wandering, naughty fingers would pinch my butt. Swatting at his hand, I skipped forward, cutting him a glare out of the corner of my eye.
"Behave." I mouthed.
His face twisted into a smirk. "Never." He mouthed back at me. Snarling at him, I walked behind our bell hop, who had come to take us to our room.
"Miss Y/l/n, Mr. Driver, here you two are." The young man smiled at me nervously, and began to slip past us. "I hope you enjoy your stay with us." He looked so uncomfortable being so close to me. I could see it in his eyes. Like he wanted to stay and talk, but did not know how to proceed. As he tried to slip past, I brushed his arm.
"Wait." I gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "What is your name?"
"T-tommy." He stuttered. Poor thing couldn't have been older then nineteen, and he looked like no girl had ever spoken to him before, let alone someone like me. A small bit of pity for the young man welled inside of me. I knew how that felt. To be so awkward, and so touch starved. He was a cute boy.
"How old are you, Tommy?"
"18, miss." He straightened, proud of his adulthood.
"Ah, you carry your age well." I smiled gently.
"Thank you miss." He began to let a smile slip out. "You are very beautiful." At that he slapped his hand over his mouth, like a young child who had let a precious secret slip out.
A dainty laugh left my lips. "Why thank you." Adam smirked when I looked up at him. "I think he thinks so too." A pink dusting traced the young man's freckled cheeks.
"Of course miss."
Opening my Birkin, I grasped five crisp one hundred dollar bills. "Here you are sweet heart." Handing him the cash, I drew him close and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Thank you for being so helpful, Tommy."
"Thank you Miss y/l/n!" His face was scarlet and he looked so excited, it was adorable.
"Please call me Y/n." I smiled, and Adam held our door open. "See you later!" Waving I entered the exceptional room.
"Y/n, what was that all about." Adam slunk up behind me and looped his arms around my waist. Burying his face in my neck, he inhaled. "What perfume?"
"Chanel No. 7." I lightly pet his hair. "And I did it because I had a feeling he needed something nice. I should have given him more." Sighing, I leaned back into him. "I will make sure he does all our service from the door."
"Just so you can tip him?"
"Yes darling." I stepped away, and folded my fur coat. "I remember when I was young. Money was like a drug to me. I needed more, and no one understood how much I wanted to be successful. Never had a boyfriend cause of it. You know that. So I want to make his life a bit brighter."
"My beauty." Adam smiled and pressed a soft kiss to my tender lips. "You are more generous then anyone I know. I think it is precious that you are helping him."
Blushing I ducked my head. "Perhaps we could go out for dinner this evening?"
"That sounds wonderful to me, my baby."
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New York Prince (Adam Driver x Reader fic)
Fanfiction"Forgive me father for I have sinned." I, Y/N, did the unthinkable. I fell in love with a married man. And the attraction was mutual but that does not change the fact that he was married. Adam promised me his love. But when his wife passes away, qu...
