Benjamins POV

As I step out into the hotel lobby, it became clear to me where I wanted to go. Where I to go and where I would inevitably end up.

The bell boy gives me a courteous nod as he holds the doors open, allowing me to exit the hotel, and into the pouring rain. Some would say the rain was a nuisance, but for me, at this present time, it was comforting. It was light enough for me to make out my surroundings with ease, but just heavy enough to soak into my jeans and my black button up shirt.

I had only been to this place once, but once was enough for the directions to be embedded into my memory palace.

The house was dark when I approach. I make my way around the back towards the Pergola, as I continue to stare into the dark windows. My hair was disheveled and glistening in the moonlight as I catch my reflection in the closest window. I lean against one of the pillars as I remove a cigarette from my pocket, lighting it carefully, with my eyes trained on the house.

A few minutes pass and I finish one cigarette, and quickly start on the second and third, finally quitting at four before making my way over to the patio doors. What felt like an hour was probably only a few minutes... but as I said before, I'm not a patient man.

I try my luck with the handles and it clicks open.

Christ. They really need to lock this back door. If this were England, they would be fucked!

I quietly step inside, softly pushing the door close behind me. I stay up against the door for a few minutes more, listening for any movement or noise.

Nothing. Just the rain tapping on the windows and the trees swaying in the wind. Thankfully my attire wasn't too wet from the rain and I could make my way through the house without leaving any evidence. I take my phone out of my pocket and quickly switch the torch on, lighting the dim hallway.

Hmmm. Which one is it?

I turn the knob on the first door I come across and slowly ease the door open. The sweet scent hits me straight away.

This must be her room.

I quickly look around, taking note that the bed was made and no clothes on the floor.

She hasn't come home yet.

I shut the door behind me, then a thought comes to mind.

Shit. What if she doesn't come home tonight?

The fuck are you doing Benj?

I am practically committing a crime and even though it's not technically "Breaking" as the doors were unlocked, it's still "Entering" a premises that isn't mine.

I've completely lost my mind.

I quietly pace her room, fighting with myself for being so damn reckless. A few minutes pass before I make the decision to get the fuck out of here. As I go to grab the door handle, I hear the sound of the patio doors slam open, followed by muffled voices.

Fuck.

I lean against the door slightly, trying to make out the voices, but the rain had begun to lash down, bashing up against the window, drowning out any other sounds.

I retreat back, settling myself in the corner of her room by the window... and I wait.

The events of tonight start to replay in my head and I can no longer block it out as I desperately resist the urge to light a cigarette in her room, which would potentially destroy the sweet scent of Vanilla. The intoxicating scent of .

I lean my body up against the wardrobe, letting my head fall back slightly as the images of Audrina and Lexi fight for a spot in my head.

After all these years. Why now? Why did she have to show up now?

In the previous years, I had spent many nights thinking about her, wanting to see her again, hold her, kiss her, love her... . Many many times, I would find myself going through different scenarios in my head, if I ever were to see her again... but after a couple more years passed, so did the need to see her, the desire to have her and the pain from loving her.

She broke my trust. She broke my heart. She absolutely fucking ruined me...

And she had changed me

Fuck her.

My chest begins to tighten as my body tenses up, while the memories of Audrina continue to pour in. I turn to the window, placing my hands up against the glass as I try and steady my breathing and clear my head of all the anger, pain and distrust.

I was so worked up I didn't notice the door opening. The sound of heels softly tapping on the wooden floor breaks me out of my trance as I slowly retrieve back into the shadows, placing my back against her wardrobe once more.

The moon had trickled in, illuminating parts of her bedroom. She was standing by her bed with her gaze to the floor as she proceeds to discard a part of her attire. Her face was still hidden in the shadows but there was no doubt it was her. Lexi. I was so accustomed to her scent, it was like she was a part of me. A part that kept me breathing.

My breaths became heavy and I desperately tried to remain still, as the remaining droplets of rain were now trickling down my face from my dampened hair. My hand automatically reaches up to wipe it away and brush back the strands of hair that had fallen across my face.

The sudden movement had caught her attention as she abruptly stops moving, letting out a soft gasp as she slowly turns her head towards the window. She studies the shadows, cast by the moon and trees for a few seconds before her eyes travel lower, moving closer and closer towards me.

I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, waiting for her to see me. Waiting for her to scream.

But she never does.

We stare at each other in silence, listening to the sound of the rain gently tapping on the window as the moon continues to dance around the room. She suddenly gravitates towards me, like an invisible pull, almost like she's walking on air. My eyes scan every inch of her as she makes her way towards me. I start to salivate as I recall the beautiful image of her soft silky skin, hiding underneath her dress.

Everything around me had slowly begun to disappear, as I too feel myself, gravitate towards her. She places herself against the middle of the wardrobe and just like two pieces of a puzzle, I take my place directly infront, immediately connecting our bodies together. I place both hands on either side of her head, planting them up against the wardrobe, towering over her petite frame as I begin to breathe in her scent and I almost let myself slip as my lips beg me to kiss her.

For fucksake Benj. Don't be a dick. Kiss her you fool.

I lean in close, memorising every feature on her face, from her silver-white luminescent eyes, to the plump bottom blush coloured lip, which sends me into a frenzy as I intently watch her gently bite down. That shit gets me every damn time.

"Hello Kitten."

She breathes heavily against my chest without losing eye contact, then breathes out my name in a soft whimper. "Benji.. what.. what are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"I have my ways."

"Why are you here Benj?" She whispers as her eyes fall to my lips.

I ignore her last question, too distracted by her lips to be doing anymore talking. I run my thumb over her bottom lip slowly, then place my hand against the left side of her neck as I rest my forehead against hers with our lips barely touching. I remain in this position for a few more seconds, watching as her eyes begin to close and her lips quietly beg to be taken as my prisoner.

I move my hand back up, turning her chin away, exposing the right side of her neck to me. I slowly bring my face down, hovering over her ear as I gently kiss and nibble away on her soft skin, trailing downwards to her collarbone then back up again, nipping at the sweet spot behind her ear. My jeans begin to tighten as my erection makes itself known. I continue to kiss her as I now slowly grind myself against her, feeling her breath quicken as she moans quietly in my ear.

I want her so fucking bad.

"Benj, don't you think we should talk about what happened earlier tonight? With Aud-"

Don't fucking say her name Lexi!

A menacing growl emits from deep within me at the slight mention of that bitches name. Lexi recoils slightly away from me as I bury my face into the nook of her neck, trying hard to fight the mixed emotions stirring within me.

I her. But I want to want her. I leave. But I to .

Fuck. I'm a mess.

I take another minute, choosing to stay buried in her neck as I continue to breathe her in. I retreat back, hovering closely above her with both hands steadying myself on the wardrobe. She looks up at me, with those beautiful innocent eyes full of worry and confusion and I feel myself smile internally. She starts to fidget nervously, her gaze lowering to the floor.

I place my hand under her chin and gently pull it back up to, just to melt into her eyes once more.

Kiss her. Just kiss her.

The words inside my head replay over and over. Taunting me. I was slipping. I take one last look at her lips, feeling my brows furrow as I push down on the temptation.

"Turn around." I grunt.

She recoils from my words and harsh tone, with a look of confusion on her face.

"W-what?" She stutters.

I take a deep breath and try again. "Be a good girl now and turn around for me."

"Benj-"

"." I firmly repeat.

Alexis POV

Something must have seriously gone wrong in my brain. I heard the words come out of his mouth and echo through the room, not once, not twice but three times and even though my head was screaming at me to abort, my body quickly obeyed and my eyes watched in horror as I turn around to now face the wardrobe.

What the actual fuck is happening right now?

I could feel my body shaking, but I have yet to figure out if it was from fear or excitement...or maybe both. His hands were now on my shoulders, softly travelling down my arms. He manoeuvres my arms upwards, placing both my hands onto the wardrobe doors, locking them there with his momentarily, before they travel back along my arms and down to rest on my waist.

I could feel the sensations stirring in my stomach as I try to remain calm. A part of me was intrigued and wanted to see where this was going. Almost happy to oblige to his every demand. The other part was freaking the fuck out, screaming at me that this was wrong and oh so fucking weird.

I felt him move against me, as he begins to lift my dress up, exposing my lace garter. Then... . Silence. No movement. I remain in my instructed position, with the bottom of my ass cheeks exposed and hands up against the doors. Seconds went by which felt like minutes and I was starting to panic.

What the fuck is he doing? Did this asshole leave the god damn room?

Before I made the decision to turn back around, I felt his warm body up against mine, his breath on my ear. He brushes my hair away from my neck as he begins to kiss away at my skin, seeking out the spot that guarantees a ripple of goosebumps to form, with soft moans escaping me.

Many times, I've had guys kiss my neck, trying to get this reaction out of me and I ashamedly have faked the results. But with Benjamin, there was no faking. I already felt like I was going to burst and turn into a puddle on the floor. With all the sexual tension I had experienced with Bradley a few minutes ago, I was very close to tipping over the edge and losing all control over my body.

Fuck. Brad shouldn't have left me like this. Dammit! Why did you have to leave?

Benjamin continues to nibble on my sensitive areas, panting heavily against my ear as his right hand caresses my ass cheek. I feel his hand travel along my outer thigh, edging closer to my inner thigh, moving at an excruciatingly slow pace. I lick my lips as I try to steady my breathing, not wanting to show my eagerness. My body is shaking uncontrollably and I can't help but feel slightly embarrassed and vulnerable.

His hand now rests on top of my lace underwear, and I immediately feel the heat from his hand travel through me, ridding my body of all the guilt I had about Brad, and though I still felt awful about it, I couldn't deny the euphoria I was feeling at this current moment.

Benjamin slips his hand inside my underwear, gently cupping my mound as he softly kisses down my neck and shoulder, skillfully sliding the strap on my dress down my right arm simultaneously. I feel him slip 2 fingers inside me and my body involuntarily presses deeper against him, as I begin to move in rhythmic circles on his groin . I hear him grunt behind my ear as he continues to harden against me, and I feel myself smile.

His fingers move in and out of me with precision as he begins to pick up the pace, igniting the fire deep inside. I hear myself pant, as his thumb gently rubs against my clit. I remove my right arm from against the door, intending to place it directly onto his, as I feel the presence of my release nearby.

"Hands out infront Kitten." He orders, as he inserts a third finger inside.

"Fuck." I moan, placing my hand back on the door to steady myself once more.

He firmly tugs at my hair with his free hand as he continues to pound his fingers inside me. My lips part and a moan escapes me, but is quickly silenced as I feel him insert two fingers inside my mouth. My eyes widen in shock momentarily but I quickly recover as I begin to suck violently now, wishing I was gagging on his dick instead.

A few more minutes pass and saliva starts to drip down his fingers as I can no longer concentrate on controlling the movements of my mouth, with my orgasm quickly reaching the surface now, evident by my erratic breaths and trembling body. All of a sudden he removes his fingers from inside me and my mouth, as he pushes down on my back, arching it further.

"Benj?" I gasp at the unwelcome feeling of emptiness, extremely irritated he had deprived me of yet, another orgasm.

He doesn't answer but continues to manoeuvre my body around to his liking, now kneeling behind me as he pulls my exposed ass towards his face. His warm breath hits my entrance, making me shiver in response as I impatiently wait for him to continue. He nibbles on my left exposed cheek while gently caressing the right with his hand. His movements and touch were so gentle, that it took me completely by surprise when he sudden ripped my thin lace gstring off me, splitting it at the seams before discarding it on the floor.

"Jesus Benj." Dammit. I liked those.

"I'll buy you another one." He quickly whispers, almost like he read my mind, before proceeding to insert his tongue inside me. I hear myself gasp as his warm wet tongue begins to explore my entrance. I feel a warm sensation in my stomach, quickly rising once more as I now push harder on the wardrobe, arching my back as far as it goes, allowing him more access to me. I feel him smirk as he now begins to lap up my juices, with his tongue slowly making its way to my sensitive bud.