His Beautiful Addiction

\'\'Okay, if you say so, so what does he say he wants in return?\'\'

\'\'He has a lot of money, you know the owner of Morris Entertainment? \'\'

\'\'Yeah, he\'s the one? \'\'

Claire nodded; \'\'yep, he doesn\'t need my money, but I\'ll get him a gift when this is all over, he knows I have someone I love. \'\'

Leo paused; \'\'he\'s very good looking.\'\'

\'\'You are more handsome. \'\'

Leo swallowed; \'\'How do I trust he won\'t try to seduce you? \'\'

Claire laughed; \'\'oh my god, Leo? Stop being childish now and eat your food,\'\'

She glared at him; although she understood him, he was right to feel jealous.

Leo sucked in a breath through his teeth,

\'\'Let\'s get married immediately this is over, okay? \'\'

Claire nodded without a second thought; \'\'yeah, let\'s do that. \'\'

…

After they ate, they talked about the past months and everything that had happened, although they sat to watch a movie, they spent most of the time cuddling and chatting. After long, they slept off in the parlor.

When Claire woke up she was lying in bed, it was morning already and she regretted falling asleep last night, knowing she would be leaving anytime soon.

She pouted as she looked up his beautiful face, trying to engrave it permanently in her head.

Suddenly, his hands started moving under her shirt.

Claire laughed, why was he always the first to wake up?

\'\'What are you doing?\'\'

She asked with a giggle and his eyes opened, then he kissed her lips and nose;

\'\'I want to eat you. \'\' he said kissing down her neck, his hand grabbing her breasts;

Claire chuckled, as she lay on her back, fondness in her eyes as she stared at him.

\'\'I\'m going to fuck you now;\'\'

He paused, hovering over her;

\'\'so much that you won\'t forget the shivering of your legs till we meet again,\'\'

Claire\'s cheeks burned and she opened her lips to laugh but it was replaced with a welp as her legs were thrown apart.

…

\'\'You aren\'t wearing that with my friends coming over are you? \'\'

Michael leaned against the door as he asked the cute little woman standing in front of the dining table;

She was wearing his jersey and it was stopping on her thighs, she wore shorts inside but it was barely visible. 

Diana turned around with a chuckle; \'\'what\'s wrong with what I\'m wearing? \'\'

Michael\'s eyes fell on her braless chest, and he could make out the faint points of her nipples;

\'\'Everything is wrong; \'\' he said, walking towards her.

\'\'Your thighs are exposed and you\'re not putting on any bra, it is okay for me to see, but not any other man.\'\'

He grabbed her by the waists, pulling her towards him. Diana could feel her breasts rubbing against his chest, her cheeks heated.

 \'\'Okay, I\'ll wear something else. \'\' she breathed. 

They were so close to each other that she could feel his breath fanning her face, he was gazing at her unwaveringly with an intensity that made her knees weak, Diana looked away but Michael stopped her head halfway and made her stare back at him;

\'\'you\'re so damn pretty. \'\'

Diana blinked, why was he saying that out of nowhere?

She gulped when she felt his eyes fall to her lips. Michael tucked some strands of her hair to the back of her ear and he caressed her chin;

She chuckled dryly; \'\'You\'re are making me blush, Michael. \'\'

She blinked as she tried to concentrate on something else rather than the man heating her body up;

He shifted such that she was leaning against the dining table;

Diana could hear her heart slamming against her chest. He had kissed her a few times already, but every time he stood this close, he still made her heart flutter.

He leaned closer and stopped; seeing that she did not back away, he kissed her lips lightly. He loved kissing her, her lips were soft and intoxicating, every single time he kissed her, he didn\'t want to stop. His hands went behind her head and her mouth opened, letting him in. 

She kissed him back in the same rhythm, letting him guide her tongue. He moanedd against her mouth and her core clenched instantly. She loved his husky moaning sound, it was damn sexy.

Her toes were almost curling when she felt him stop kissing her and he whispered in her ear;

\'\'why are you making me wait so much? \'\' ;

Diana\'s eyes fluttered and she stared at him, she gulped;

Michael\'s adam\'s apple bobbled and his fingers caressed her lower lip;

Diana could see the flames in his eyes; she wondered how much restrain he gathered to hold himself back from touching her.

\'\'You just need to tell me whenever you\'re ready, I promise I won\'t hurt you. \'\'

Diana gulped. She didn\'t want to wait anymore either;

She wanted him as bad as he wanted her, and she knew he loved her. If he wasn\'t saying it, he was showing it, in ways more than enough to prove it;

Her hands reached up his shirt and she smiled;

\'\'I… \'\' she could only say the first word when she heard the doorbell ring,

It rang once then followed by incessant ringing; his phone in his pocket vibrated the next minute, Michael sighed, old habits die hard.

Even when he lived with Catherine, whenever they came by, that was how they knocked, and even when he had told them to behave themselves since he was having a woman over, they still didn\'t.

Diana\'s lips closed as she peeked outside the window;

\'\'It seems your friends are here. \'\' she said, what she wanted to tell him earlier on, completely forgotten.

\'\'Yeah, I\'ll go open the door for them, \'\' he replied but still did not move;

\'\'Change your clothes before you come out;\'\' he reminded and Diana nodded;

She watched him walk out of the dining and she breathed out. 

She would tell him once his friends left, there was enough time for that.

Turning to the table, she made sure everything was set before she hurried back to change her clothes.