Edward, again. :D
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She's breathtaking, astounding, beautiful, mine.
I grin seductively at her and she blushes. Oh her blushes. They'll be the death of me, I swear.
Her dress clings to her in all the right places and I desire to take her right there and then but, alas, she's simply too beautiful to not show off. Despite the fact that men and women, too no doubt, will be ogling her freely. But fuck, she's coming home with me. Me.
So I grasp her hand. She gasps and I furrow my brow.
She feels that electricity too?
"Shall we?" I cock a brow and she grins at me.
"Yes." Her voice is breathy, light and tender. Oh wow.
"Great." I murmur and step outside the room, pulling her towards me as I close the door firmly, one hand splaying my fingers across her hip.
My jeans tighten.
Oh sweet baby Jesus.
"You didn't!" She gasps as I walk her back, through the double glass doors of the hotel, entering the grande lobby. Male employees stare at Bree lustfully and glare at me with envy. Fuck yeah, mother fuckers.
I tighten my grip on her waist, pulling her closer. Bree smirks and blushes red.
And with that I decide I want her. Need her. Desire her.
So with a firm hold of her to me, I rush towards the elevators and grin at her boyishly, watching her melt underneath my stare.
Affected much? I like it.
The elevator pings. Perfect.