“She fainted.”
“Of course, she would. It’s Louis Johnson we’re talking about.”
“Damn. He shines brighter than a celebrity in here. He was going on a blind date with her? She seems a little too… weak for his taste.”
“Wait, he dated a commoner before as well, right?”
Louis ignores all the comments thrown at him. He exhales loudly, asking everyone to leave. The security made it their duty to do so, as people were refusing to respect his privacy.
“Knew it. All rich people wanna keep their lives a secret.” Louis closes his eyes. His attention was on her, not on the people talking behind his back like cowards.
After a few minutes, as they waited in the lounge area, security tight and unwavering, Jessica Albert was beginning to come back to consciousness.
“Hi,” Louis says, smiling.
“Who…” Jessica was still feeling blurry. Her spectacles were in his hand as he placed her on his lap.
“Ah!!” Jessica screams out of the blue.
“Huh? She’s screaming?” People outside the cafe and inside as well began to worry. It was none of their business, but since it was a celebrity-level person involved, they had to push their nose in.
“Hey, calm down.”
“I’m s-sorry. I- I’ve been texting THE Louis Johnson all this while. Shit…”
“Are you not happy with me being The Louis Johnson?” Louis hands her her spectacles. She takes a shaky breath, sitting back down.
“I- I don’t know what to feel.” She says.
“Why’d you come though? You said you were afraid I’d turn out to be a stalker or a civic spy.” Louis chuckles as he says the last words of his sentence. Jessica quickly grows red in her face out of embarrassment. She covers her face, trying to realise that she wasn’t trapped in a fever dream.
“I- I was. But I was curious about you as well. Lately, my life was a total mess with studies and exams and- and I wanted to have an adventure.”
“An adventure?” Jessica nods while the male chuckles.
Jessica gets back on her feet, explaining to him anxiously about the meaning of adventure.
“I thought you’d turn out to be a spy and I’d become your civic convoy or something. Then- then I gave it a thought. There’ll be so much fun for me to be kidnapped by you. Maybe jump buildings to buildings with you and oh my God, I’m sorry.”
“You watch too many spy movies, Jessica. And for your knowledge, I’m a businessman and I have no business with spies. Maybe mafia, but…” Louis looks up to grasp her reaction.
“I’m kidding! I have nothing to do with anything but business. Well,” The male stands up as he towers over the little future doctor, “I’m Louis Johnson. Nice to meet you, Jessica Albert.”
“You know my last name as well…” she pouts. Louis almost felt his heart melting at her sweet, murmuring, and sad face. The girl slowly shakes his hand and discovers her favourite thing to touch is his warm, big hand.
“No wonder you got to know everything about me. Is it that easy for the rich to find a person’s identity?” She asks curiously.
“Well, yeah. Maybe.” He answers.
“Well, uh… I don’t think we’re allowed back inside. I’ll go back home-” Jessica quickly retracts her hand and begins to chicken out until he calls her by her name.
“Jessica!” Louis looks at her with sparkling eyes.
The girl waits for him, mesmerized by the look in his eyes. Why was he falling so hard for her?
“Do you wanna come to my house, next Saturday?”
“You mean the great Louis’s mansion?” She asks him instead of answering him.
“It’s not great, and it’s not a mansion as well. Just a house.” He says, grounding himself.
“I- I should ask my parents.”
“Definitely.”
“B-but don’t worry, I’ll come by!” She was not coming by.
Louis watches her go. His eyes were filled with unsettling doubt that she wouldn’t show up again.
He walks to the reception, pays for the seats that haven’t been used and leaves.
He wanted to crash at his siblings’ house again, but he quite couldn’t do it.
So he heads straight to his home.
****
“Not this, please. You’re killing me.” Cassandra says softly. She and Zayn were trying the crab style, as Cassandra wanted to quit the style as soon as possible.
“But it feels great for me~,” Zayn says, impressed by the pleasure of the position. Annoyed, Cassandra maintains the position for him as he quickly comes into her tight hole. Watching him pulsate in her warm hole was the only entertainment she had for the sex.
As he pulls out, chuckling at her who huffs and goes back to bed, he kisses her shoulder.
“Get lost. I’m un-horny today.”
“You wish.” Zayn teases her by palming her little chest. His boner was back up in a few seconds, grazing against her thigh.
“Lift your leg for me, princess.” He pats her thigh for entry.
“I’m not in the mood. Fuck off.” Cassandra seethes through her teeth.
“You were never good at lying, baby girl. I can smell your scent from here. Open up.” Zayn softly kisses her neck. He finds her practised spot, licking, nipping and kissing the sweet spot on her neck.
“Zayn…”
“Yeah?”
“Fuck you.” The man chuckles. He watches her turn around, she straddles his thighs as she glides down on his cock. With the return of the pleasurable feeling of her warmth surrounding him, Zayn spreads up like melted butter on the bed.
“Wow… I can never get used to your pussy, Cass. So fucking good…” Saying, he uses his thumb to softly rub her clit. His other hand rests on her hip, which she redirects to massage her chest.
“Come here.” He demands, pulling her by her arm as she crashes on his chest. His warm lips nibble hers before he enters his tongue into her mouth. He explores her mouth, a string of saliva connecting them, post-kissing.
“You’re dangerous for my health, Cassie.”
“And why is that?” She says, gently humping on his dick.
“Because you make me diabetic and a horny monster, both.” His words make the girl giggle.
“And now, it’s option two.”
“Lovely monster on the rise!” As she whispers with excitement, Zayn spreads her cheeks and lifts her. The position makes sure her hole is ready to take a pounding.
He thrusts up into her like no tomorrow.