Flames Of Passion In Los Angeles

I wake up, finding myself on a bed, which is in some kind of a bedroom. As a matter of fact, it is not my bedroom. How did I get here, where I am now?

As I became more and more aware of my surrounds, the theory that I have already planted down, ruled out, know that is true, is to my surprise becoming more of what I thought this situation would be. I am in someone else's bed...

I was suddenly jumped when the door of the room suddenly and vigorously opened. I could not believe my eyes who I saw...

"You are finally awake..." he says gently while taking small steps, approaching me.

"L-Liam?... What are you doing here?... and where am I?..." I ask him, dreading to find out the answer.

I was on a plane... how am I here!? This all has to be a dream... it is all just a dream... right?...

"Yes, Ana, this is all a dream...".

My eyes dart at him. Did I speak my thoughts out again?

" No you didn't... you are not that crazy...".

"That crazy?..." I ask him, but he just smiles. He loves to tease me, that is what I have learned about this man.

"You love it when I tease you, don't you?...".

"I didn't even say that..." I defend myself, lowering my head slightly so that he won't notice me blushing.

"But you were thinking about it..." He says deeply, moving even closer towards me.

My hairs rise as I close my eyes... This can't be happening... this is not happening.

"You sure about that?" He asks me, taking a seat on the bed beside me.

"So you now have... mind-reading skills, huh?" I ask him, trying to even out the awkwardness.

"Yes... yes I do. Thank you for noticing..." I see him smirk at my bleak expression. How couldn't I notice!?

"By the way, don't try to change the subject... it is not going to work..." he says.

"Why is that so?".

"It is because I said so...". He moves closer to me. Close enough to make me move back.

He keeps on moving towards me, slowly... patiently... he knows that I have nowhere else to go, I know that I have nowhere else to go... My body gets cages by his.

What am I thinking!?...

" You are thinking of me... That is what you are thinking...".

"You know that this is not real, right?..." I tell him, hoping he will back up.

" Oh, I am well aware of that, but now answer me. Why are you dreaming about me?... Why are you dreaming of me doing this to you?...".

I can feel my face go pale...

"Speechless, eh?" he asks me. I can feel his breath on my neck right before finally stops. Centimetres separate his nose from mine, his eyes from mine... his lips from mine.

"You want to kiss me... don't you?..." he ask me.

"What!?... Kiss you?..." I try to brush it off, but with all my luck from the past attempts, it does not go... well...

I notice his gaze on me change. His eyes turn darker as l.u.s.t is oozing, radiating from him...

That was right before he pinned me against the bed board, his head right against mine.

"When will you accept the fact that you want me, only me. When will you realize that you love me... and that you will only love me." His words cause waves of excitement to soar through my body, causing my core to throb.

"I know that you want me..." he repeats something similar to something he said just a few seconds ago. I was suddenly cut short from my thoughts when I felt his hand land on my t.h.i.g.h before I felt his touches head up my t.h.i.g.h and towards his destination, my core... my throbbing core.

I bit my lip as I am trying so hard to keep in the m.o.a.n that is slowly but surely building up. With each second that passes, the threat of the m.o.a.n slipping out is becoming a ticking time bomb...

"Just m.o.a.n for me... m.o.a.n my name... you know you want to, I know you want to...". His breath brushing off my neck adds to the m.o.a.n building up inside of me.

It was then that my body deceived me, I exhale a gentle m.o.a.n, earning a chuckle from him.

" I knew you were going to m.o.a.n for me..." he whispers warmly into my ear before giving my t.h.i.g.h a squeeze as I squeal.

"You can squeal too?..." He chuckles, right before peppering my neck with his small and gentle kisses.

I release some more m.o.a.ns into his ear as at this point the word 'limit' means nothing to me...

"Liam... Liam..." I gently call out his name, I try my best to now m.o.a.n, but with his lips on me, I have no hope.

"M.o.a.n for me..." he says one last time before parting his lips from me.

I can see his ocean blue looking into my eyes once again.

"Tell me you love me..." he says breathily.

"What!?". Finally, I speak out.

" Say it..." his growls trigger another wave of excitement to soar through me.

"I... I...".

I can feel his gaze becoming more intense upon me.

" You know what?...".

I just look at him, I am slightly fearing what he will tell me next...

"Whatever game you are playing with me, you are not going to win. You are not going to win because I always win. I always win what is meant to be mine...".

His words made me speechless once again.

But before I could say anything, or even take in another breath, he pushes me back against the backboard before planting his lips onto mine...

*Inhale*

I open my eyes as I find myself back in the plane.

I breathe out in relief, but I am also slightly tensed and somewhat... disappointed?

I rub my eyes as I try to get all that nonsense I just dreamed about out of my head. I know it won't be easy... but for starters, I look out the window... Pitch black... Because it is night...

I look at the monitor, showing we are one yellow land, indicating some kind of a desert... we are getting closer...

After a painstaking hour of me trying to do something to forget or just store the dream away, nothing happens. If anything, it made me think more about the dream. It made me about how I reacted, about how enjoyed him being so... controlling...

Once my train of thoughts leaves my head, I realise how warm I actually am, I am blushing.

To make things go from worse to worst...

" Good evening, Miss O'Neill..." I hear his voice as it causes my back hairs to raise.

I close my eyes for a brief second before opening them back up and looking up at him.

"Good evening to you too... Mister Teaser...". Ugh, I cringe at my own words, but I see him smiling in amus.e.m.e.nt.

" We are still doing that?..." he asks me with his big smile.

"Are we?..." I ask him.

"I mean sure if Miss Grumpy does not mind...". I roll my eyes and at the same time, I hear him chuckle.

" Excuse me for a second, I need a bathroom break..." I say as I stand up, but just as I am about to make my first steps, I trip up on something... of course I do, I mean it is me... I begin falling as I am trying to hold on to something as if it were for my dear life. But just as I get a hold of my seat my hand slips, making me continue my fall.

I close my eyes as I am preparing for impact and a big tump, but... it was as if I stopped in the mid-air.

I open my eyes just to find myself in Liam's arms.

I look into his eyes as he looks into mine.

"You know, you could be careful next time...".

I gulp before gently nodding. I grab into his hands so that I can get up, but I once again freeze when I feel the size of his muscles... They are huge...

" You like my muscles?..." he teases me.

"Pff... no...".

" I'd say otherwise, you have been holding them for the last five minutes...".

I roll my eyes as I know it is not true. Five minutes? Where did he get that from?...

"As I said... the toilet is waiting me..." I tell him as I begn walking away from him.

"And I'll be waiting you here..." He says, causing me to stop and blush. I gently shake my head before continuing my journey to the toilets.

Anyways, I do my business in the toilet and since I brought my necessary bag with me, I freshen up, by brushing my teeth and so forth. I move on to my perfume but I stop as I am about to press the head down. Will that be a smart idea, Ana?...

My head is right, I return the smelling poison back into the bag, besides the perfume from yesterday is still evident on me.

I walk out if the bathroom and back to my seat where I, thankfully, find it empty. Liam is gone.

Anyways, I sit back into my seat before pulling out a book that I brought along with me.

For the time that it took up from where we were to our approach, about an hour and a half, I spent my time reading and listening to music with, of course, Liam in my head...

We land very smoothly is very warm Los Angeles, it is now... eleven, one hour till midnight.

I get out of the plane and I quickly head toward the customs and I head to get my luggage.

I manage to get all of my luggage and as I am about to head out to where I will finally meet up with James again, I hear Liam call out my name.

"Ana... see you soon I guess... and I am sorry for what happened back in... Euromania.".

I just nod at his words as dizziness is slowly taking over my head.

" Are you okay?..." he asks me, moving closer towards me.

"Yeah... I am fine, tired...".

" Okay..." He nods, moving back. "It was great travelling with you... I guess...".

I blush at his words ever so slightly.

" See you soon..." he says.

"See you, Liam..." I reply before he turns and walks somewhere else, but I am overly fatigued to think where he is off to. Instead, I walk off happily as now James is the only person I want to see.

I walk through the automatic doors and I begin to head down through the crowd of people.

I look left, right, again left, before looking right again. Where is he?

Suddenly... Two hands wrap around my h.i.p.s as I can feel an aroused male against my backside. It is him... my daddy... my James...

I turn around at it is really him...

"James!?!".

" I missed you so f.u.c.k.i.n.g much too, baby...".

Before I got a change to say anything else, his lips dig into mine. F.u.c.k.i.n.g hell did I miss his kisses...