"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭?" I asked at which Lionel smirked
"𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠"
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Y/N Gold was someone in this world ruled by money...
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Warning: slight NSFW
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"I swear to the absolute Gods Matthew, if I hear from Alexander that the deal is off because of you, I'll kill you myself!"
That's how I woke up this morning at the sound of Lionel shouting from the balcony...nice...
I opened my eyes and looked towards the balcony and low and behold, Lionel Shabandar was on the phone with a vape in his left hand, his phone in the other
"I'm not having this conversation! Get. It. Done!" he shouted at, who I think was, Matthew.
With a groan I got up from the bed and walked towards the balcony door
"Matthew I swear to God—"
"Lionel..." I mumbled softly, cutting him off.
He turned to face me and his features relaxed
"I'll call you later" Lionel said on the phone before hanging up "Morning darling" he said, looking at me softly, his whole demeantour changing in an instant
"Did I interrupt something?" I asked softly at which Lionel smiled
"Nothing you should worry about" he replied, taking my hand and rubbing my knuckles
"You sure? It sounded pretty important"
Lionel chuckled at my words before kissing my forehead
"I'm sure Y/N, go inside and freshen up" he reassured, his hazel eyes looking into my E/C ones
"Alright" I replied with a soft smile before heading inside and into the bathroom
I stepped in the shower after I let my clothes fall on the floor, my body relaxing as the warm water touched my skin. As I was washing my body I could still recall the feeling of Lionel's lips on my own, yesterday's moment replaying in my mind like a broken record, the way our lips danced against one another perfectly, the way his hand went to the back of my throat to deepen the kiss, and the way our tongues moved rhythmically.
I closed my eyes and ran my hands through my, now, wet hair, sighing softly as I tried my best to cast away all sexual thoughts that I had going through my mind.
But my attempts were useless, my body wanted him, ached to be touched, pleasured and taken care of in any way possible.
One of my hands left my hair and moved to my wet sex, the middle finger circling my clit, giving my body the feeling of pleasure it wanted...
"Fuck..." I breathed out, the hand which was in my hair was now on one of the shower walls for support
Shocks of pleasure were running though my body as I played with myself, my legs growing weaker my the second, the knot in my stomach forming, then, as luck has it, someone knocked on the door.
