Haze's POV

Next morning, just as he said, Storm called his driver and a black Limousine again drove us from the hotel to Storm's house here in Paris.

The house wasn't exactly a house when we reached there. Again, what was I thinking?! This guy is a fucking billionaire! Of course it had to be a freaking mansion!!

Holy mother of -

I was gawking at the place as he chucked at me. It was an whole estate. The car drove from the main entrance and inside were three freaking mansions, like they show in a mafia movie. There was a goal court, servant quarter, horse ranch, a freaking garage for cars, just name it, helipad, and fucking etcetera etcetera.

How I know?

Storm told me as we were going toward the second mansion, the guards in black suit were standing at the mansion with guns, what the fuck!!! Is this a mafia shit?!!

The maids and servants were standing outside to welcome us and just as the car stopped, a guard opened the door to my side and another one opened it from Storm's side.

"Welcome home, Sir!" they all said in unison and I flinched.

This shit is scary!!

I looked over at Storm as he confidently walked to me and held my hand. He leaned near my ear and whispered, " They don't know about our relationship. You can be whoever you want here. "

He kissed me there and stood up straight. I looked at him with wide eyes and then turned to the servants, they had no expression to our interaction. Storm nodded at them and asked a guy to bring our bags to the master bedroom.

Once settled in, I was once again amazed by the interior of the mansion, again this place has blown my mind. But I did not had any big reaction to them, I was amazed but not that much, must be because I've been living in a mansion for a month now.

Wait. A month.

Gosh it's my birthday soon! Is that why he brought me here? Is this what he told me that I'm forgetting?

I smiled to myself shyly and laid back in the King sized bed in his room. The sheets were recently washed and I could smell the soap from it. I looked at the ceiling that was covered in mirror on the top of bed, giving me the full view of it, like and HD screen. I could see myself lying and every small movements I make.

I raised my hand up trying to reach the mirror only to see the movements out of curiosity, it felt strange. Just lying here, watching myself, wonder how would it feel if me and Storm did do something here-

Shit!

No bad thoughts. No bad thoughts.

But somehow even the thought of us doing something and me watching it like a third person from the mirror gave out a sexy and erotic vibe. And now I wanna do it.

"what are doing?" I was startled as I sat up in bed and looked at the room's door. I sighed in relief on seeing Storm enter with his jacket in his hand and he was unbuttoning his shirt.

He's looking hot.

"Thinking about you. " I said looking at him as his hands stopped and he arched his brow at me. He chuckled later as he placed his suit jacket down on the settee and walked toward me. Climbing on the bed on his knees and hand he looked me in the eyes, our face really close to each other. I took that moment to assess his good looks again and fall for him again.

His thick brows aligned perfectly as his brown eyes darkened and he licked him perfect kissable lips.

"Don't look at me like you wanna eat me, it makes me hungry as well. "

"then can I take a second and say ' enjoy your meal' " I said as I was now holding my breath in and looking him in the eyes.

It's okay right, he wants it, I want it and we both are giving our consents. So it's okay

Right?

Like throwing any empty color box I threw my rationality away and lost my self in the feeling when his lips touched mine and I pulled him back with me on the bed while kissing him passionately.

It was just me and him in the moment, just us. I just wanted him as he roamed his hands under my shirt and I helped him take it off and he attached his lips again with my skin as I moaned but this time I was focused on the mirror above us.

I blushed deeply on seeing him roam his hands around my naked torso and him kissing my shoulder and collar bone. I began to open his shirts button with hast and uncoordinated hands, slipping a few times I'm until he took the lead.

" do I make you this clumsy, my love. " he whispered as he took of his shirt and threw it away somewhere.

"I'm not clumsy, I was just enjoying your love. " he smirked at me while placing his lips on mine again and once again we started to grope each other shamelessly and moaned against each other's skin.

I didn't even know when we got all naked but seeing him all naked on top of me, I just wanted to let him eat me whole. But then again he didn't do much. After he let me off, many time, I couldn't even keep the track that many times, then he told me to rest.

"Do you not want me now, Storm? " I asked as he started to walk to bathroom and came back with a wet cloth. He sat beside me and I looked at for answer and he was smiling.

"why are you smiling? Are you making fun of me? Tell me. You said you love and you want me so why not go all the way with me. "

"you're underage. "

"that didn't stop you from kissing me and jerking me off. " he chuckled at my words and started cleaning my chest with the cloth piece. "come on. I'm giving you my consents so why don't you just take it. I'm close to getting eighteen, it shouldn't matter that I'm underage now."

"you're still underage, near eighteen or not. And you're still acting like a kid, wanting all my attention."

"I'm your lover, it's my right to have your attention. " I said with a huff and he kissed my cheek getting up.

"it's only a few days. Be patient. " he said as he winked at me and got up to walk to the bathroom, again he was still naked. Butt naked. Giving me a great view of his hips moving, his strong back looked extremely delicious with my marks on it.

I laid back on the bed whose sheets were actually changed by Storm and I covered my lower body and looked myself in the mirror above. My hair were everywhere, they were long from the top so a few strands were sticking to my forehead and I pushed them back watching the hickeys he gave me, craning my neck I watched the red marks all around my neck a few on my throat, then descending down to my chest and scattering around.

My nipples felt a little sore and I heard a clearing of throat from beside me as he climbed in the bed and laid beside me and I shifted next to him and lay my head on his chest.

He kissed my head in the process and held my hand in his, intertwining our fingers and playing with mine. I relaxed my self with his heart beat and enjoyed our time in his arms.

He gently hummed an old song to me and I smiled. I listened to him as he caressed my fingers and his other hand caressed my back, a few times, going further down naughtily making us both chuckle and making me giggle and asking him to stop.

I kissed his chest and with him humming and his heart beat lulling me to sleep, I once again fell asleep.

I'm doing that a lot these days. I should stop.