11. Bed Fights

Blaze lifted Laila through a door and led her to a bedroom. He throwed down Lailla into the matress. He pressed down his front body to Laila's.

"Wha...what are you do...doing?" Asked Laila freaked out with the intimacy.

"It's me and you...pleasuring our body, one to another," he answered smirking down to a blushed Laila.

"Don't you dare!!" She threatened,"I..I wil.."

"Will what? What will you do my Laila," He asked and moved his face closer to Laila, "all you have to do is enjoy my touch".

He tried to kiss her, trapping both her hands into his bigger ones. But when Laila's lips just milimeters away, she turned her face left and the right. Angry he hold her face forward and kissed her hard and wild. Laila tried to bit his lips by opening her mouth, but that move proven to be wrong. Blaze deepen the kiss and entered her mouth. His tounge touched her tounge sparking an unusual electricity inside of her body. He skillfully ravished her mouth making her breathless.

"Your mouth is delicious," he said after the kiss.

Angry, ashamed yet at the same time enjoying the sweet torture. Laila frozen in shock and stare directly at him. She tried to recover..cyet his lingering lips left an unforgatable trace on her. She was paralyzed--paralyzed by the kiss.

Blaze got up and walked out of the room laughing. 

"Cook for me, won't you?" He said that sentence while at the door and winked.

Laila looked her surrounding, the room.. the devil's room consist of a huge bed and a chandelier. That's it, no wardrobe.. no table.. no chair.. no bed side table. Just a bed and a hanging chandelier. His bedroom is dark grey with many windows. 

"The devil!! How dare he did it!!" She uttered inaudibly and woke up.

"He asked me to cook? Is he mental? After what he did to me ...he asked me to cook?" She whispered-shout at her self.

"I'm waiting babe..," he said again between laughter, "or..you prefer me to eat you.. rather than food!!" He said and laughed again.

Laila decided, it would be better if she do what she was told and go home. She got up and went to the kitchen direction he said before. 

She walked and stood in front of a very sophisticated referigerator, the kitchen looks more suitable for a chef's cooking show rather than a sinfully-handsome lecture--a.k.a Blaze DeVille's kitchen. It has the same expensive citrus aroma, like the one at the corridor. 

"Please cook for me.. I'm very hungry," he said while sitting on a pantry stool. Looking miraculously attractive and sexy with his dishelved hair.

"Anything right? You said anything..." she repeated looking stern. Like a Mom preaching her rebbellious son.

"Yep.. Fed me anything delicious," he said and stare up and down at her. Giving her a shiver when he did that.

Laila turned back and faced the referigerator, there were many ingredients with famous brands, alcohol, cokes,milk even orange juices. Meats stacked at the top freezer, all veggies were stored on the lower shelf of the silver-shiny-refreigerator. She was confused about what to cook, the variety of ingredients confused her. Until a plate of pizza caught her attention.

She looked back at the man sitting by.the stool. He intensely looking back at her. "Bad decision!!" She uttered inaudibly. She decided to warm two slices of Pizza and served it to the man.

She wore the mitten and put the pizza into the hi-tech microwave and set the time, while she turned back to the referigerator. 

She was looking for a pack of cheese, which she couldn't find inside the silver-box of cooler.

"Do you have any cheese?"she asked nervously.

"Yep," he said and walked to her direction. He walked closer and closer. 

"Here.."his hand slipped through her waist and gave her the cheese.

Suprised, she pushed Blaze back and asked him to sit on the stool again.

"Okay..I'm sitting now, Mistress," the way he pronounced Mistress sounded so provocative.

She tried to ignore him and prepare the cheese. She peeled off the wrapper and prepare the grater. Once the "ding" sound filled the room, she wore the mitten back and put out the pizza. She garnished the warmed pizza with grated cheese and served them into to plate.

Laila put the plate in front of Blaze and another one on her side.

"This..is you called cooking?" He said while looking incredeusly at the food sereved. She pursed her lower lips, mad at him.

Laila stood still, pursed her lips and placed both her hands on her hips. The fighting stance. She couldn't cook anything at home, yet the devil laughed at her cooking. The only food succesfully made by her without the fire alarm activated. 

"I'm kidding.." he said and stopped laughing, "take a seat.. Let's eat!"

Laila sat grudgingly in front of him and started eating the pizza in a bad mood.

"I know you can't cook, it's okay," he uttered while chewing his pizza, "and I know you love milk!"

"How?.. How do you know that I love milk?" She asked back.

"I know everything about you," he answered fast, "why do you love milk so much?"

"It has a unique flavor and...taste great," she answered dreamily.

"I love milk too...but your milky liquid when we made love," he said sultry.

Laila blushed hard. Red like a tomato, a combination of ashamed and angry by Blaze's sentence.

"Stop it!! I have cooked for you, now give me my laundry package!!" She said fast and clear. Laila stood rigidly and waited for Blaze reaction. Blaze stood from the chair and walked into a different room. Once he was back, he was with a package of Laundy--her package!!

"Give me that!!" She ordered.

"I will.. But I take you home" he answered annoyingly. Smirking sexily.

"No!!" She screamed.

"Oo..I love "yes" rather than "no"," he uttered with a wicked smile,  "it's either you walk with me to the car..or I will take you to my car my self."

Laila huffed angrily and frustated by the man standing with a dangerous aura in front of her. She walked to the door reluctanly and huffed all the way there.

Blaze walked fast and opened the door, when Laila stepped her right foot she was tackled backward--resulting her laying directly face-first to the carpeted floor.

"Not so fast," Blaze purred and bit her left ear seductively.