His Beautiful Addiction

Leo's phone rang incessantly on the table but he did not move.

He had one arm over his forehead as he lay stretched out on the couch.

His eyes were shut but he was not sleeping, he waited for his phone to stop ringing but it seems the caller was persistent.

Angrily, he stretched his hand and reached for the phone, without looking at the screen, he swiped up and answered.

"Leo… it's me."

Before be could bark at the caller, he heard the tiny sweet voice he had yearned to hear for months,

His eyes flung open and he sat up instantly.

He looked at the phone but it was an unknown number, putting it back on his ear, he cleared his throat and spoke.

"Claire? Is that you?"

He asked to be sure, maybe he had started hearing things.

"Yes, it's me. I've missed you."

Her voice broke as she spoke, Leo felt his legs weaken. Missing her was an understatement of what he was feeling right now.

"Not seeing you is killing me Claire, I'm going crazy."

His fingers ran through his hair as he spoke. Deep pants leaving his lips.

"Me too. Me too. I want to see you."

Leo paused,

"Is it safe?"

His brows creased, any mistake and they might be in trouble. They were almost at the end, he didn't want their waiting to be in vain, but at the same time, his body and soul yearned for her.

"I think it's safe for now, I'll tell you everything when I see you, where can we meet?"

"You know my villa in Maywood, we can go there."

Just the thought of seeing her and holding her, took all reason away. Just this once, this once wasn't going to hurt.

"Okay, I'll be there. Let's go separately, but I don't think they'll still be monitoring us now, I can't wait to see you, Leo.".

"Me too, I love you so much.".

"I love you too, so much."

"Tomorrow then,"

"Yeah."

Leo stared at the phone and strength entered him. For so long he had been weak and lost appetite to eat, being without her was living hell, he didn't know how accustomed he was to her until now.

His stomach grumbled and he quickly stood up to eat.

Claire ended the call and rushed to pack a few clothes, she would sleep over and come back the next day.

She wasn't sure if this was the best choice but at that moment, the only thought in her head, was thoughts of him.

She missed him.

…

The next day, she told her guards she was out for a photoshoot and she won't return until the next day, that was in case her father called them, because she was going to turn off her phone.

When she arrived, Leo was not yet there. Everywhere was clean, seems he paid someone to come by and clean.

She kept her bag and changed I to something comfortable as she waited for him.

She lay on the couch as she watched TV. After sometime, she heard a car pull up in front of the house.

She stood up immediately and rushed to the door.

Before she got to it, it was pushed open, and her eyes fell on him.

Claire's feet stopped at a spot as she stared at him, her breath slow.

He had a different haircut and he was looking more slender.

He was staring at her blazingly making her feet root to the ground even when all she wanted to do was run to him and hug him.

Leo dropped the bag in his hand and it fell with a thud on the floor, and the next second, he walked quickly towards her.

"Le…" Claire called but her words were swallowed by his lips.

Leo held her head and kissed her.

Claire's eyes shut and she felt tears brew under them. She didn't know how much she had missed his touch until this moment. This moment when she felt the earth stop around her.

He didn't move, he just stood still, connecting their lips passionately as though telling her how much he had missed her.

Her fingers clasped around his hands as tears dropped from her eyes.

After a some seconds, Leo tilted his head to the side and deepened the kiss. Claire held his neck as they kissed deeper, not saying anything with their mouths but saying a million things with their hearts.

His hands caressed her back and he lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapping around him reflexively.

Their lips connected again as they struggled to take each other's clothes off.

"I missed you." She breathed, her fingers brushing his hair as she kissed him passionately.

"missed you more than you can imagine, Claire."

He moved towards the room, their lips not leaving each other. Everything felt new to Claire, his hands on her body, his every move, the whisper against her ears of how much he had missed her.

It was as though it was the first time, maybe because they've been apart for too long.

Her back met the cold bed and she exhaled lightly. His eyes were filled with love, lust, need, want, each struggling to supersede the other.

"I thought I was going to go crazy." He breathed as he undid his belt and zipper.

Blood flushed Claire's chin as her eyes followed the movement of his hands,

"me too, four months felt like four years." She said, helping him to take off her dress,

His hands undid her bra and he groaned when he saw the swells on her chest.

He had missed this.

He kissed her lips again as his hands caressed her breasts, his lips nibbling on her lower lip.

He left her lips with a moan and kissed her breasts tenderly.

Claire fell back to the bed as her back arched forward and eyes rolled back. They had a lot to talk about but that would wait till later.

Right now, she needed to exhaust this pent up desires that only him could quench.