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— kenopsia —
(n) the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that's usually bustling with people but it now abandoned and quiet
origin ; unknown
My eyes fluttered open and a smile graced my lips as I pulled the comforter around my naked body. A soft sigh escaped my lips as I slowly sat up. My gaze flickered up, immediately landing on Phoenix's figure almost naturally. He was sitting on the edge of the king sized bed, facing the window.
He was shirtless, only in his Armani boxers and he looked utterly breathtaking and mouthwatering doing business on his MacBook and rapidly speaking French, cradling his phone between his ear and shoulder. Nearly naked, his inked skin created a deep contrast against the room of white, beige, and neutral hues
Slowly, I crawled up up behind him, keeping the duvet draped on my back.
"Bébé," he said softly, looking at me over his shoulder and I hummed with a smile. He had a smile of his own but it disappeared as soon as it came as he scowled and fired something in French hotly before abruptly ending the call.
"'Ello, my love," he said sweetly and leaning in towards me. I leaned in too, pulling his lips in a soft kiss. Pulling away, I rested my chin on his shoulder and my eyes fell on his laptop.
Reservations for "La Côte"
Mediterranean Style Cuisine
Private Seating, Window-Ocean View
Candle-Lit with Red Roses
@19:00pm Worthington
I felt my cheeks heat up as I read the screen and I felt his eyes on me - he was waiting for me to look at him. And so I did. My gaze met his heated stare and flickered down to his lips, a wicked smirk tugging at the ends.
"Seven tonight baby," he winked before closing the laptop and standing up. A pout fell on my lips as I watched him move around, laying the laptop onto the marble circle kitchen table and then walking over to the suite's door. Where is this bloke going?
My eyes widened seeing him pulled the 'do not disturb' door hanger from the closest and cracking the suit door open slightly and hanging the sign on the knob. Oh.
Shutting the door, he turned around once again and his eyes met mine and the smirk remained plastered on his face. Slowly, he walked towards me, his irises lust filled. Standing at the edge of the bed, our eyes clashed together and I fell back against the headboard as I pulled the coverlet tighter around my frame. I was shivering and it wasn't because I was cold; no, I missed the heat that came with Phoenix Worthington.
"I'm feeling a little hungry," he murmured distractedly, fingering the waistband of his boxers teasingly. The tent in his boxers was evident, clearly showing his excitement. A small whimper left my mouth as my hands found my breasts under the blanket and squeezed them gently.
My eyes trailed all over his body, the intricate way the ink swirled away on his six pack and disappeared into his silky boxers along with his sexily prominent v line. My fingers moved on their own accord under the sheets, gazing along my stomach and a rather loud moan escaped my lips as two of my fingers dipped into my heat. Another moan left my lips and I threw my head back as I slowly thrusted my fingers in and out.
"Adrianna, what the hell are you doing," Phoenix hissed with dark eyes. He knew exactly what I was doing. His hand went inside his boxers, releasing his length from the cloth and he slowly began pumping himself.
"Ph-Phoenix," I stutter out a moan.
"What are you doing there, Adrianna," he nearly growled, his eyes left my own, flickering down to my covered body. I only managed out a small 'mmm,' letting my eyes flutter close.
"Fuck," I heard him hiss out. My small whimpers and moans became louder and louder as I felt myself near my climax.
"Adrianna," his angry voice snapped me from my current state. My eyes snapped open and widened when I take in our close proximity. When did he even climb on the bed? Our breaths mingled together - my quivering on and his angry one - and my fingers were still sunk in my dripping core.
Angrily, his ripped the blanket off my body and an animalistic growl erupted from the back of his throat at the sight.
"You bloody vixen," he said stormily under his breath, pulling my hand from my core. Fuck. A small whimper of pain left my lips as I buried my face in his neck in desperate need of a release. In my weak state, he picked me up and flipped me over so I was on my stomach.
"On your knees, Adrianna," he demanded darkly. Oh my. I listened and not even a second later did I feel his rough hand against my arse, creating a burning yet pleasurable sting.
"Ahh," I gripped the bedsheets and squeezed my eyes shut when he spanked me again. He did it a third time, harder than the last, but I didn't have a chance to scream as he slammed his length inside of me.
"Phoenix," I moaned, my knuckles turning white from my hold on the sheets.
"Harder," I begged and his fingers sunk into the flesh of my hips.
I was uncontrollable, calling out his name relentlessly as he took me to a state of euphoria.
§
an hour later
I woke up, this time with a smile on my face. I was cozily wrapped in the blankets. The blinds were drawn tightly together, shutting out any sunlight fighting to filter in our room. A soft sigh left my lips seeing Phoenix's side of the bed empty and the water running in the washroom.
Hm, should I get up and join him, should I not?
My thoughts were cut short when I heard the water shut off. I slowly rose up, stretching out my limbs and momentarily forgetting the duvet as it pooled at my waist, leaving my upper half bare. A yawn left my lips before a smile settled and my eyes fluttered closed and I threw my hands up again, stretching some more and feeling confidently comfortable with my body.
"What a fucking sight," a deep voice broke me out of my haze of serenity. My eyes snapped open and my head whipped in the direction of his voice. Surprisingly I didn't get whiplash. My jaw dropped as my eyes widened taking in the sight of him standing at the washroom's door, wrapped in nothing but the suite's small white towel around his waist.
The ink swirling away had all my attention and I just couldn't look away. Every time I saw him shirtless, naked, it felt like the first time. I couldn't help myself as I got lost in the sheer amount of intricate black designs coating his skin. Involuntarily my eyes drifted down to his prominent v-line and the droplets of water dripping down his silky like skin.
"Oh fuck," he groaned. My eyes flickered to his, seeing his flickered on my body, on my breasts specifically. I dropped my head to see what he was seeing and gasped when I realised my hardened peaks were on full display.
Hurriedly and quite stupidly, I rushed to pull the duvet up my body and cover my breasts. But it was too bloody late, I was certainly staring at him like a deer caught in headlights.
Phoenix smirked, staring at me, burning into my skin with such intensity with his dark, lustful eyes. My body quivered slightly and I wasn't sure what I wanted, but he most definitely didn't miss the little tremble of my being.
In a split second, Phoenix Worthington dropped his fluffy white towel, giving me a show of his proudly standing excitement. I gaped, opening and closing my mouth repeatedly, trying to think of what the bloody hell to say. But of course, I only came up blank and scrunched my eyebrows together as I found myself lost in him for the nth time.
"Étoile filante, don't ever cover yourself in front me," he said in an all too knowing tone, crawling up the bed from the foot side towards me.
A promising look settled deep in his darkened blue irises telling me all I needed to know - he was going to take me to state of ecstasy yet again. And I had absolutely no objections as I let him take me away to a dimension where only we belonged.
after
My fingers raked through his sex-hair as he was laying comfortably half on top my body. He used my chest as a pillow and intertwined our hands together, resting it on his stomach. My other hands continued it's action of running through his luscious locks as soft sighs escaped his lips now and then.
"It's 12 midday," he said softly amidst the quietness, his accent strong.
"I have to take a much needed shower," I giggled softly, attempting to untangle our legs under the sheets, but to no avail with him.
"Mmm, I agree, we should take a much needed shower," he tilted his head up slightly to wink at me before rolling out the bed with ease. I pouted him, still laying in the bed and wrapped in the sheets but it fell quickly, replaced with a shriek as he picked me up and threw my naked body over his bare shoulder.
Setting me down on my two feet in the shower, he stepped in with me and turned the faucets on, toying with them until the water was steaming hot. My eyes closed as he took the loofah and poured the peach scented shower gel on it and began scrubbing it all over my skin. His hands then threaded through my long, thick hair, massaging my scalp with the cucumber, key lime shampoo.
Once he was done, it was my turn to his wash him. My fingers lightly run over every inch of his body, feeling him and memorising everything there bloody is as if I hadn't done it a million times already. The silky soap ran down his velvety skin, foaming up and creating such a perfect allusion. I will never get enough will I?
I go on my toes as I cup his jaw, feeling his light stubble tickle my soft palms. He smiled in my hold and I couldn't help but smile back. This moment, this is what I'd cherish forever. I squeezed the hotel's cucumber, key lime shampoo onto my palm and go on my toes once again to reach his hair. But I failed, absentmindedly realising I'd never reach because of his towering height.
He surprised me, bringing his hands under my arse and lifting me up slightly. I smiled happily, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist and bring my hands to his hair.
"I love this," he let out in a soft sigh as I massaged his scalp and his eyes fluttered closed. His hands squeezed my arse gently now and then when I'd tug on his hair and the only sounds that were heard was our soft breathing and the stream of the jet pouring down on us.
After I finished, he put me down gently, groaning under his breath when I brushed against his erection unintentionally. Fuck me, please.
I moved around him, padding along the water to the knobs and just as I turned the dial a little to make the water hotter, he pulled me into his embrace and roughly pushed me against the shower door. Oh.
With my back to him, I had absolutely no idea what to expect.
"Mhm, Phoenix," I couldn't help the small whimper when I felt his warm mouth placing butterfly kisses tenderly on my shoulder blades.
"You're insatiable," I moaned out as he began a slow grind against my arse.
"Only for you," he groaned, becoming rougher. I started to grind against him, desperately needing to feel more.
Moments later, he intertwined our hands against the steamy door and suddenly, we were moulded together as one as he took me to cloud nine.
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just a sex filled, filler ;)
there will be about three or four more fillers just to move the story along simply because i do not want to time jump. everything happens closely in time for a reason. there's only nine chapters left, can't wait for it to all fall apart ;)