Thorns of Roses

Mine

Song for this Chapter:

Traitor-Olivia Rodrigo

CHAPTER 50

CORINNE

When I went up to the Penthouse where Blaze said it would be our room for the weekend, the very fragrant aroma of flowers immediately hit me. The place screams money and luxury, just like his jet. The furniture’s, the smell and my favorite part is how spacious the Penthouse is. It almost took up the space of the entire floor. Another one that I like is when I walk near the floor to ceiling window, I can see almost the entire bottom of the Hotel and the sea that is almost purple hitting the night sky. It was so captivating and magical.

I heard splashes of water somewhere inside the penthouse. "Blaze?" I called out to him but he didn't answer, so I just walk towards from what I assume is the bedroom. It was the only door inside the spacious room. Maybe the restroom is also inside this room. so, are we really doing this? Are we really going to be on one room for a weekend? Same bath, same bed, same air?

As soon as I opened the door, what I saw is just like the floor to ceiling window from outside type of shower. With Blaze inside, naked.

I can’t move nor speak anymore. all I can do is look at his huge frame inside the moisty wet mirror barrel between us. I can almost see that his d**k springs to life, and he strokes it.

“Blaze—” My voice wreaks.

He starts moving his hand ip and down his shaft, he’s stroking it as fast as he could. He knows I am here, he can feel I am here.

And suddenly the air becomes thick and hot, I can’t even breath anymore as I am enjoying myself watching him.

My suspicions become a fact when he looks at me slowly after he shoots his c*m out of his long and huge d**k. He smirks, he knows he had an audience.

He put the bath towel around his waist, covering himself up and walks outside the glass bathroom.

“Enjoyed the show?” He starts dressing up.

“You know I am watching.”

“Oh, darling. I know how you are. I know what you want when you want it.” He walks towards me and put the hand he used to masturbate himself on my lips, playing with it. “I know you’re just like me.”

He was about to kiss me, and I did give in. I close my eyes too eager to feel his lips on mine. When I heard him chuckles my eyes snapped open?

He’s now on the edge of the bed wearing his too casual wear. Is that too formal even just to sleep?

“Maybe later when I get back, Darling.”

“Where you going?” I asked him.

“There’s a huge party near the hotel with one of my friends, I am sure Diesel will be there too. You might want to see him one last time.”

“No, I don’t want to.” I start rummaging my suitcase to find myself a comfortable PJ’s to sleep in.

“You sure you don’t wanna come?”

“Positive.”

“Okay, see you then.” He was about to leave when he turns back around “You don’t want have to wait for me.”

“Who says I will?”

He scoffed “And I have five guards to watch over you from the outside.”

I nod, that sends me in relief “Thanks.”

With that said, he left.

After an hour or two or more than that, when I felt that I am deep in slumber in this comfy bed.

I woke up because I heard giggling outside the room. At first I thought it was just my dream, but when I stood up and listened to where the moaning was coming from, it was outside the door where I was. I slowly opened the door, and the only light in the living room was the light of the moon coming in through the floor to ceiling window of the Penthouse.

In that part, I wished I didn’t come out of the room.

In that part I wished I just shut my eyes closed and never pay much attention from what I heard.

Maybe in that way, I can still deny everything upon myself that I don’t feel anything towards Blaze Mayhem but just a vast of emptiness.

Maybe up until now, I can still face him and stood strong for this Angry God.

Because what I saw, sends my heart on the floor and have him stepped on it so many times until it bleeds.

He is sitting on the large gray couch with nothing, but there’s three sexy and model like girls pleasing him.

The blonde long hair is on her knees, giving him a blowjob with the curl brunette licking and savoring him.

The raven colored long hair is kneeling beside him, while his mouth is on her n*****s playing with it. Sucking and licking.

The scene that’s unfolding before my eyes is out of a porn site.

Ethereal.

But I just can’t watch him anymore having another one or three woman that once again isn’t me.

I didn’t know when my tears suddenly fell. But I am glad I managed to walk backwards before he can see me.

But it’s too late. He already knows that I am watching as he cast his stare on mine while kissing the other girl, he smirks in between those kisses, he must know that he was already getting on my nerves. What is he trying to prove to me?

That he won’t be mine even if we got married? Is that it?

I shakes my head in disappointment, not even bothering to wipe my tears as I get back inside the room and close the door behind me.

Moan after moan, growl after growl. I tried to shut off my hearing but I can’t. they are so loud, Oh, believe me I know how he feels.

He feels like the Devil is ripping you in half every time he pounced.

I didn’t know how many hours or minutes have passed when I heard the bedroom door opened.

I can also feel Blaze’s weight take over the soft mattress beside me and I felt his huge arms trying to wrapped around me? around my body like he wanted to hug me as he sleeps, after what he just f*****g di in front of me.

I hurried away from him and stood on the edge of the bed. He disgusts me. "Don't try to hold me with the same hand you used on all your girls earlier!" I snap.

He’s sitting on the bed naked, still rock hard. “Catching feelings, Darling?”

“In your f*****g dreams.” I scoffed and smirks “—and don’t worry, I can do the same to you. Having one, two, three or more man pleased me. touching me, kissi—”

I hadn't finished speaking when I squealed. He quickly pulled me to the bed and all of a sudden, he was on top of me, holding me by the neck with fire and madness or hell even on his eyes.

“Don’t you f*****g dare.” He growls.

I smirk “What? Don’t want the idea of someone else making me c*m as hard as I c*m for you?”

His lips brutally crushed on mine that I know it will bleed.

I tried to break free from him, god only knows how many girls he had on his lips and on his d**k tonight. “Don’t touch me—”

“You know what’s the funny thing is?” He growls, I can smell on his breath the alcohol and a smoke.

My breathing is ragged from the fighting, I didn’t even answer him. I am mad at him.

“All the girls you see outside with me, they can’t f*****g please me just like you did. Why did you have to come out of this room, and look at me with those dark innocent big eyes of yours that haunts me even in my sleep.”

What the f**k?

“You didn’t touch them?”

He shakes his head “You’re all the f**k I am thinking off—”

Without anything said, I shift our position. Now, I am on top of him.

His hands are on the navel of my legs. Touching it, getting eager. I am only wearing a Victoria Secret black lingerie with no undergarments on. I easily slip it off me and his dark eyes dilated as he squeezes my breast and I moan.

His d**k were inside me now.

And I tried to move in sync with his hard pounced.

Hard, rough and Hot.

Our s*x is nothing but messy and hot as we both come undone.

I settled on top of him, regaining my breathing.

“You’re f*****g mine, Darling.” He breathes.

“I don’t think so—”

I didn’t even finished my sentence when he put his hand around my hair making me looked up at him, face to face. “I dare you to finish what you’re about to say.”

And I didn’t.

He kissed the top of my forehead “Sleep there. I like you’re there.”

I swear his emotional whiplash making me riding a nonstop roller coaster ride.