Flames Of Passion In Los Angeles

*Ana POV*

I am awakened to the feeling of turning and gentle shaking upon each turn. The pleasant smell of the hotel room and bed brings a small smile to my lips.

An exhale behind me took me by surprise as the warm air collided with my left shoulder. Next, a hand slowly made its way under my left arm and to my stomach before a warm, muscular body was brought up to mine.

With a kiss by the back of my head, I felt another head lay right by mine, while a pair of warm legs intertwined with mine.

I can't help but let out a soft chuckle. With me doing so, I could feel how all the movements stop for a brief second before that head behind me dragged its way up.

"You are awake?..." A deep and very familiar voice greets me. I smile at his words.

"You woke me up, " I reply.

"Well I am sorry..." he whispers right into my ear. Without a warning, I felt a gentle pull before I knew it, I found myself beneath James's body. I could see that all of his body weight was held by his arms, anchored by the bed so that he does not squash both our baby and me.

I look at him, I look into his eyes as he looks into mine. My eyes move to the movement of his lips, he bites his lower lip.

Moments pass before he lowers his head towards me. His lips descend right by my ear.

"Good morning, my s.e.xy, " he whispers.

Turning my head towards his ear, I whisper back, "Good morning, my handsome.". I hear him growl gently at my words.

I hear a few deep inhales right before his voice dominated any other sound in the room. He said, "I f.u.c.k.i.n.g love this perfume you have on...". But his words leave me slightly confused.

"What perfume?..." I ask.

"The one you have on you now..." he says. Immediately, his head rises and his eyes meet mine.

"I didn't put any perfume on me," I say. I see him eyeing me for a quick second or two.

"Than how come you smell so f.u.c.k.i.n.g good?". I giggle at his question.

At first, I shrugged, before answering him, "I had a shower last night... I used one of the nicer-smelling body washes...".

He shows his contentment with a smile before returning to smelling me.

"Well..." he begins before he lowers his head back towards me. "Mmmm... You smell so nice. I feel I could f.u.c.k.i.n.g eat you..." He whispers roughly into my ear. The fact that he is aroused also causes my arousal to peek through. He gently begins to kiss me, starting from my jaw and heading down to my neck.

Just as he brought me into out world of arousal, reality kicks in. I remembered we have a flight.

"Crap..." I try to say, but instead, it turns into a gentle m.o.a.n. "Our flight...".

I feel his drag his lips and nose back to my ear.

"Five more minutes... ten max..." he whispers to me. "Besides, our flight is not is a couple more hours...".

"It is a fair deal..." he adds, raising his head so that his eyes are once again on mine.

"What?..." I ask.

"You get a piece of me, and I get that sweet piece of you..." he elaborates, ending the sentence with a wink, as he drives his hand towards my torso. I can't help but bit my lip at his action.

He raises himself up and onto the right side of me, resting s.e.xily on his elbow, retreating his hand from my body. His eyes never leave mine.

His smile at me results in me smirking back at him.

"You know, you are such a perv..." I say through the smirk patched on my face. He reacts by raising his eyebrow.

"I have heard you are no better, are you?" he strikes back, leaning in towards me ever so slightly.

I don't reply, I just look at him. I look at him in silence because I know he is right, and I know that he knows that too.

I have a glimpse around me and I realise I am free from his cage. Taking that to my advantage, I quickly get onto my feet before he even got a chance to take a hold of me.

His sigh of surrender is what brought another smile to my face.

"You know, you walking away only proves my point right...". I roll my eyes at his words whilst walking towards the bathroom.

"You do know I am talking to you?" he asks me, I notice his voice containing amus.e.m.e.nt but also slight frustration.

"'Blah, blah, blah' is all I heard...". He reacts to my reply with a string of growls that causes my insides to twist. I bite my lip before a small smile grows on my lips.

"I am going to make you take that back..." He says. I turn around to see him smiling at me, he thinks that I am going to give in to his words. But I playfully roll my eyes to his words. It only takes a few seconds for the smirk on his face to fade away. He produces another growl.

I turn around before continuing my way towards the bathroom, but the creeks of the bed behind me make me aware that he is moving. Upon my entry in the bathroom, I turn around just to find James standing, he tried to creep up behind me.

"Looks like that didn't go to plan..." I say. He lets out another growl before beginning to make his way towards me. In the same time, I back up an equal amount of steps.

A couple of steps onto his intimidating walk towards me, I notice how a smile grew on his face. It was not long before I realised it was because I have reached a dead-end, there was nowhere else for me to go.

I love the way he intimidates me, it causes me to giggle.

"What's so funny?".

"You..." I say through a smile.

He looks deeply into my eyes as I can tell they have turned a couple of shades darker. Without my notice, I, once again, bite my lip as that small smile makes its way back to my lips.

"I love you..." I say to him.

He shakes his head. "You are not getting out of this that easily...".

With a mighty smile, my catches up to me before lifting me up into my arms.

"Jaa-..." I forcefully stop my shriek as I realise that people might hear me. I find myself pulled against James's body, to secure me from not falling.

He chuckles at me.

"You love doing this to me, don't you?" I cross my eyebrows at him to try and convince him that I am mad. It does not work. It seems as if my failure to portray to him my anger has only amused him even further.

"You look so cute when you are mad, you know that?...". Something about his words causes a blush to spread across my cheeks. I see his smirk broadening even further.

"I never fail to make you blush, don't I?". He dances his eyebrows at me.

"Now... where was I?..." I see the smile grow on his lips as I know that he is faking his thinking, but it never the less pulls a reaction out of me. Anticipation and excitement. I find myself drawing shapes with my finger on his broad, muscular, hairy c.h.e.s.t. My eyes move between his face and my finger on him.

"Oh yes..." he begins. "I was about to make you mine...". I slightly cross my eyebrows.

"I thought you already made me yours by putting this ring on my finger..." I say. He chuckles a response. I feel his hand take a hold of mine, before bringing my hand and the ring up to his lips.

"I did and I am happy I did. But I love the thought that every time I bring you into bed, " he takes a quick pause before lowering his voice to a whisper. "Every time I want to make love to you, I love the idea that every time I do that, I make you mine and mine only, over and over again.".

His words bring another blush to my face, but along with the blush, I give him a smile.

"Then what are you waiting for?" I take a short before whispering, "make me yours again...". Now his eyes defiantly darkened. I can see and feel all the l.u.s.t come from him.

He very briefly reoriented my body so that my legs are now around his waist as my hands hang by his neck.

He pulls me in for a kiss, at the same time, he begins walking. Moments pass before I get gently dropped on the bed with James hovering over me.

Placing his lips back on mine, the direction of his kisses head down towards my neck.

"I love you, " he whispers to me.

"I love you even more, " I m.o.a.n out a reply. Briefly raising back up, he plants his lips onto mine before continuing where he left off.

Before he did anything else, he dragged the thick bed blanket over us. Giggles filled the room before they gradually changed to soft m.o.a.ns.

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Both James and I walk into Euromania Airport. We have spent a couple of days in Germany and we are planning to travel across Europe to celebrate our engagement.

I have a pack back on my shoulders, whilst pulling one piece of luggage. James has the bulk of our baggage. He is pulling the biggest luggage behind him.

The automated voice greets us, right before the cool air produced by the airport hit us.

"Are you okay?" James asks as he catches up to me.

"Yeah," I reply. "Are you okay?".

He just nods.

"Do you want me to carry that?" he asks, looking at my hand which contains the handle of the smaller suitcase.

"I am fine. I am well able to pull a suitcase that is not even fully packed," I reassure him through a smile.

"But you are pregnant..." he whispers to me. I roll my eyes at his words.

"That is an unacceptable excuse. You know this suitcase is not even that heavy, " I reply.

"Still, that extra strain is something I don't want for you and our baby..." he pauses for a second. His sudden pause leaves me confused and within a second I lose my grip upon the suitcase. I look back just to see it in James's right hand.

"Besides, you are now carrying something of huge importance to both you and me. Out baby," he adds.

"But I can-" His voice interrupts me.

"A-a-a now, no. It's done, I am carrying the suitcases. Tell me, where is our check-in area though?".

I let out a sigh of surrender. I can't with him.

I can't help but smile slightly. He is becoming very protective and I am in no way complaining.

"Area 9," I reply. Another smile grows on my face.

"And there is it..." James points in front of us.

Entering our check-in area, we go straight into the business class lane and within minutes we are done.

"You ready to go?" I ask. He nods at me.

I feel him take my hand into his and I happily reply my intertwining my fingers with his. We both begin walking.

I look around me before I stumble upon a familiar sight. It's that spot.

"What happened, baby?" I guess James noticed my drag.

There was a brief moment of silence.

"See that spot there..." I pointing towards the empty space not too far from us. "That is where I saw you for the very first time.".

"It seemed like it was yesterday when we met," I add.

He turns around and moments later I hear his soft chuckles behind me.

"You remember?" he asks.

I look at him. "Of course I do!".

His chuckles evolve into soft laughter, I am assuming it was because of my reaction.

"You know, that looks you gave me, I could see how you fell for me there, right then.".

I raise an eyebrow.

"Really? Did you now?".

"Mh-hmm" he hums out a deep yes. Right after his reply, I notice how he took a small step towards me.

"But along with you, I fell too," he takes a quick pause, I unintentionally bite my lip, keeping my eyes on him. "Should I say, fall in love-".

I can tell I caught him by surprise when I cut his sentence short. Quickly going on the tips on my toes, I land my lips onto his. My hands go onto his c.h.e.s.t for support.

He replies by kissing my back before I felt his hands fall upon my h.i.p.s.

From his c.h.e.s.t, my hands raise to his shaved cheeks, as I can feel him deepening our kiss.

Out lips part a couple of minutes later. But while his lips are still close to mine, I move towards him before gently biting his lower lip, pulling it towards me ever so slightly before letting it go.

"Ready to go?" I whisper to him. He replies with a soft growl as his touch leaves my body.

"I'll take that as a 'yes', " I reply. The way he smiled at me caused my lips to curve up too.

Taking a hold of his hand and entangling my fingers with his, we both continue our way to the gates.

From there, we will be going back to where we started almost two years ago...

We will be going back to Belgrade.

'I love you, James... and I will never stop loving you'.

THE END.