Flames Of Passion In Los Angeles

It took me quite a while, and many duty-free shops to find my gate. Gate 122.

As I was passing by all the gates, I would look at all the info for each gate, when the departure time is and what the plane looks like.

The destinations varied from Moscow to Washington, to Adelaide, Johannesburg, Jakarta and even back to Belgrade.

I walk past all the gates until I reach my gate, gate 122. I look at the screen.

Gate 122 -> EMA 4123 To - Los Angeles - Boarding On-Time - Boarding at 21:00.

Right now it is... 7:18 PM, or 19:18. What will I do with the hour and something I have left?... I guess music will do.

I walk over to a seat that is closest to the window.

I pull out my earphones and then plug the jack into my phone. Upon opening my broad playlist of songs on Spotify.

I scroll down, going further and further down my, what seemed like an endless, playlist. I stop upon that one song which I am in the mood to listen to.

In case if you are wondering, it is 'Love Me Like You Do' from the most romantically s.e.x.u.a.l movie I have ever seen. Why? Because it reminds me of James.

The queen herself, Ellie Goulding, begins singing as I silently hum along. My eyes are fixated outside, on the busy grounds of the airport. Fueling trucks and the stair trucks drag their way from one side of where I am looking at to the other, to the planes they are meant to serve.

Along with the fueling trucks, I am mesmerised by the planes taxiing in and out of the area where I am at right now. I sometimes wonder how they don't crash into each other, I mean that god they don't. Anyways, I continue looking at the catering trucks now making their ways to the planes to deliver them their food supplies for their flights. At times I would also wonder how the food is prepared, I would I imagine a chef cooking all the food... Then I would crack up if I imagine the chef to be a cat chef... That will be amazing.

By the time my train of thoughts comes and goes, I don't comprehend the fact that Ellie Goulding finished her song.

"Oh, already?" I mutter to myself. Then an unfamiliar song comes on.

When did I add this?

I turn on my phone to see what song is playing now and that is when I realise... It is from the sequel of the film.

I softly hum along with the song, gently swaying my head from side to side.

The song brings me back all the memories of James and me... The song reminds me of his touch, causing me to blush up and to make this even more... L.u.s.ty?... Romantic?... S.e.xy?... I bite my lip. I bite my lip to remind me of how his kiss feels on my lips...

Suddenly, I get interrupted by a message. I look at who sent the message, it is James! I thought he was asleep... But to be honest, he gets no sleep when it comes to me...

I blush a darker red as more thought of him come seeping into my brain.

I open his message.

James:

Hey my beautiful, text me back when you are in Euromania.

James:

Only twelve hours separate my hands from your body...

I giggle at his text. Only twelve hours separate me from his thick manhood.

Ana:

And only twelve hours separate my hands from your c.o.c.k.

I have my victory smile tapped onto my face, as I am patiently waiting for his reply.

I see that he typing, causing a rush of excitement that is mostly felt in my core.

James:

Only twelve hours separate my fingers from your wet, throbbing p.u.s.s.y.

F.u.c.k... F.u.c.k... And f.u.c.k! I feel myself losing control as my arousal is slow bust surely becoming more and more visible.

Ana:

Holy f.u.c.k can you turn me on...

All I want is his lips on my body... And him deep in me...

I guess we are just going for it, are we?...

James:

Oh, do you know how much I have craved you over this past year?...

Oh f.u.c.k...

James:

I can't wait to grab you, kiss you and f.u.c.k the shit out of you baby...

Ana:

Please stop, I... I can't... I need you...

F.u.c.k... I am now getting more s.e.x.u.a.lly frustrated, I need him to f.u.c.k me, to penetrate me with his f.u.c.k.i.n.g shaft...

I need something to cool down, some water...

I look around me and I see one of a few small shops with water and food, so I stand up, grab my backpack and make my way to the nearest store.

Upon my entry into the store, I head straight to the big fridge at the back of the store.

Once I grab a refrigerated bottle of water, I head straight towards the till.

I walk fast, not looking in front of me and I suddenly bump into someone.

"Shi- Sorry," I quickly blurt out, but I freeze when I see it is Liam that I bumped into.

I see him smile at me amused.

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

"Yeah, you might have broken my arm, but I am fine..." I roll my eyes at him.

"Ouch, now an eye roll...".

I laugh at his ridiculous acting, I walk past him but I feel him following.

"Ouch, now you are following me..." I say as I turn around as my face is met with his c.h.e.s.t.

I hear him chuckling.

"I am not following you, I am just heading towards the till. Weird how there is only one till, right?" I can taste his sarcasm in my mouth by how sarcastic his voice sounded at the end of his sentence.

I say nothing.

"Want me to pay that for you?" he asks me.

"Why?" I ask him.

"Just... because..." he replies.

"No, but thank you for your offer..." I say.

We reach the till and we were greeted by a young woman that is behind the till, but for some reason, she got really nervous when she acknowledged Liam. But why? A potential ex, eh?

Liam puts his things on the till, but then he looks into my water.

"It is just water, don't worry..." I reassure him, just in case.

"But can I just see the bottle, I have heard something about this brand...".

I look at him, what?...

"Okay..." I reply, giving him the bottle.

I see him examining the bottle before putting it onto the till.

I knew it...

He smiles at me.

"I f.u.c.k.i.n.g knew it..." I mutter under my breath.

"Excuse me?".

I look straight at Liam who is now looking at me like he is cross? Because I cussed? At him??

I quickly look away from him as I slightly blush.

I hear the young cashier tell Liam the price, instantly after that we head out of the little shop.

Once outside, he handed me my water and, without any signs of thank you, I walked off as fast as I could, away from him.

I felt embarrassed... Humiliated...

Anyways, I drown myself with some water before placing back my earphones into my ears before turning the music back on.

But as time slowly past by, I slowly felt the guilt creeping in...

*One hour and twenty minutes later*

The waiting area for gate 122 is now packed full.

Less than five minutes ago, a woman at the desk told us that they will be opening the gate really soon. I cannot wait.

But as much as I am excited to go back onto the plane, I am also scared.

A twelve-hour flight?... That is too much.

Then suddenly, a figure by my side catches my eyes. It is Liam, heading towards me.

As much as I don't want to see him now, I also feel like apologising for my actions.

I see him slow down as he reaches me before taking a seat beside me.

There was silence.

Should I say it, or will he say it first?

So I just follow my gut...

"I'm sorry," as I finish, I realise that we both said it at the same time.

I look at him and I can see his face turning to me before we both break into laughter.

"I am sorry... I shouldn't have done what I have done..." he admits.

To be honest, it is my fault, I made the situation end like the way it did by walking away from him.

"To be honest, it is me who should be saying sorry to you. I caused it to end like that and... I am sorry..." I look at him as I am hoping that he will say something.

"If you are wondering whether I'll forgive you or not... I will forgive you, count yourself lucky..." he ends his sentence with a serious note, but by the smile on his face that he does not mean it seriously.

"Also, thank you for the water..." I tell him.

"No, thank you for giving it to me, it was very kind of you..." he teases me.

I roll my eyes with a smile.

"And she is back everybody, Miss Eye-roller..." she adds, smiling.

" Oh, so it is not 'Misses Grumpy' anymore, is it?" I ask him.

"Meh, it still is, that is one of your names..." he adds, teasing me even further.

"And you are then, Mister Teaser," I say.

"Oh, is that your name for me?" He asks, coming closer to me.

"Yes and you are going to have to deal with it...".

"That is fine by me..." He says before planting his lips onto mine.

At first, I was surprised, but then I... I did nothing... I gave into it.

Our lips part after a few seconds leaving me wondering what the hell just happened.

"I am sorry...".