y parent's, and was situated in a quaint, quiet place in the richest part of CA. I looked aroun

me. He had handed the keys to a man who had greeted

avy awareness of him that I felt. And the awareness of what we had done last night. "A

oxanne. Don't

curve of my waist. Without another word, he pulled me into the massive

it in. I had seen none of this last night or even this morni

nd the spiral stairs were adorned with a lo

ireplace. Above the burning embers was a m

d instead of his full face. His hand, large, veins, and adorned with rings and a burning cigar

rning to him and taking in his expr

e-sided smile. "Yo

owed. "Is som

gged. "

ked forward towards the fireplace. I was too short to actually s

waist. My breath caught in my throat as he lifted

ally did, and that was when I saw it. The painting was actu

rying my hardest to see when he suddenl

ian,

e to pay to s

His eyes held an evil sort of mi

rd and... I don't t

don't want money. But I haven't dec

ay here, however. I promise it won't be fo

could see a bit of hurt

nt to inconvenie

y here. No one will be

aze. "I guess that question is long overdue becau

m not being in the country earlier

me? Just in time to... I don't think he

linking rapidly. "You... you

his hand cupping my waist and pulling me to his body, his o

he stole it again with a knee weakening kis

o say, my doubts about why he was at Dirty Dr

ace right behind us, and I sighed

he longest time as he caressed my face in the same, sensual way

ht was still a mistake, how this kiss shouldn't happen anymore, but my tongue was tied by th

g after you freshen up and have

y cheeks burning hard, my eyes wide. I stood there for a lon

. The tingles were crawling all over my skin, a

a payment, just how much w

isappeared, my eyes fixed on the path li

s. The kisses. Hundreds of them. The slow touches. T

did I pay fo