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Nomi woke up with a massive headache. Her beautiful face features immediately frowned at the unusual discomfort. She was feeling sticky, still having her yesterday make up on her face, had trouble swallowing her own spit and on the top, needed to use the bathroom. She looked for her phone but found nothing around her.
She got up with the tiny energy her body gave her that crazy night and reach the restroom. Everything she was doing was slow and felt like a huge energy eater. Once she wanted to wash her hand into the sink, she was so stunned by the chaos of her reflection that the only thing she could do was take a deep breath.
Water. She need water. Her curvy legs found a mind on their own and got her to the kitchen area. Her body hair rose at the feeling of the fresh air. Kenny, her boyfriend, was maybe ventilating the flat. She could only be cold, a tank top and a thong never kept anyone warm.
Once her hand finally found the fridge, she felt like the road to her goal was finally ending. Her lips met the top of the bottle and life slowly came back to her body. She felt like she hadn’t drank water for ages. Yet, Nomi knew. She knew she was wicked when she mixed alcohol. And what did she do last night ? She mixed drinks.
Red wine, Pornstar Martini, Rhum shots, did she also do Tequila shot ? Nomi put her right manicured hand on her mouth when she realized she also drank Vodka and Whisky from Florian’s glass.
« Well, good morning. » Kenny said on a very neutral tone behind her.
Nomi closed her eyes at the voice of her boyfriend. She opened them and finally faced and greeted him. Nomi put down the bottle on the wood island and put her arm around Kenny’s neck to hug him. He welcomed her with open arms and squeezed her waist before cleared her face from her short hair. After asking her if she was ok and if she enjoyed her night he want behind the island and look at her.
« If you are ok and you enjoyed your night, » he let an audible frustrated breath before looking away and then back to her « could you explain me why did you came home, crying and screaming that you wanted to die ? » this time his tone was not neutral at all. He sounded worried, pissed and on a verge of listing accusations.
Nomi didn’t have the time to let the first sound of her sentence out, and actually she didn’t knew what to say, that Kenny cut her.
« And put the same energy to explain to me why Florian is blowing your phone since you got home ? »
. . .
It was that time of the year. You know, when he came back in Nomi’s life and put her brain up and down. She knew it was bad. She knew he was bad for her. He left too many inside scars in her for her to forget. But it seems like they were always going to come back to each other.
Nomi and Florian met 10 years ago and shared 7 years in a « what the heck »ship. He was a free spirit, chasing whatever he needed and wanted at a particular time. She was too, but had the vision of a quiet life too. House, weeding, kids, turning old together.
Turning old together ? In his mind, Florian would never grow old. He knew that time was the main value in this world (after money of course) and he didn’t want to waste any of it. Life taught him too many times that time was clicking.
But when it comes to Nomi, his mentra became complicated. He would have made a great man to keep a home safe and study, a great husband and perfect father. Ok maybe not a perfect husband because he didn’t knew if he could behave. He never really tried. But once again when he comes to Nomi the perspective changes.
She was everything he needed before he knew it. But all he did was getting her addicted to him and pushed her back right away. A caress, a slap. Not in the 1st sense but the emotional thrill ride was no joke.
When they finally put an end to them, that strong, passionate and complicated relationship, it was kind of hard to turn the page. Yeah, sharing the same circle of friends was not helping because they always had the « any news from Florian ? » or the « you know Nomi is your soulmate right ? ».
After a lot of hours at the psychologist, that she was still on, Nomi finally found someone else. Kenny was a good man, kind of willing to engage, more than Florian at least. He was funny, handsome and wanted a family.
Almost everything was perfect with him. Almost. Do you know how frustrating it is when you got all the good numbers and the prize doesn’t feel good enough ? You can start rolling your eyes and cross your arms but Nomi wasn’t totally satisfied. She knew that no relationship was perfect but she wanted everything to be perfect. She wanted to vibrate, to feel, to live. What was the point of hustling so hard on a job, a passion, a social life, if she couldn’t stand infront of her man and not be 100% that he was the one. She had to beat her own ass to to think like that but she felt like withered flower. Indeed the sex wasn’t good as she expected. At first during the honeymoon, it was fine. But now the only time Kenny and had sex was during holidays.
Nomi already adress that bad habit to him. She understood perfectly well that it was hard to match someone sex drive. They were both working a lot, doing plenty of things, enjoying life and building projects. But damn she needed to be lay down. Nomi wasn’t ashamed of her needs, even if it was demonized by society, she knew what she liked and she liked sex. Take it or not it was the truth. The sex that you were getting cute for with a perfect piece of lingerie, that you couldn’t wait to see the other to see if he would do everything he texted, the sex that made you feel like you heart was going to explose and your body like it was burning in hell.
She had already taste it.
That’s maybe why she was acting like a crackhead when her boyfriend wasn’t home and rushing to have personal time. Kenny wasn’t enough. She could do every spin to hide it and force herself to see the glass half full, a part of her has to be faded to stay saine in this relationship.
For Florian it was different. He was a handsome man, and he knew it. Work hard for it too, but God and his a parents had done a great job creating him. Every woman he wanted, he could have and he get when it feel like it. Even if his parents raised him in a Christian household, he sometimes got trouble with believing in monogamy. Sorry, it was not monogamy, it was sticking and trusting the same person for a life time, for him it was insane. Yet he had a perfect exemple to look up to. Not that his parents never had downs in their relationship but it was working more than good.
Deep down he just felt like the girl he would love was going to betray him or do him dirty. He was afraid of doing this love bet. Afraid that he could never make it if he opened up to someone and got his heart at risk. That’s why he hated how attached he was to Nomi. That’s why he couldn’t have her around too much time and pushing her like that. She had his heart in her palm of her hand and could smash it whenever she wanted.
He pushed her back, said to her and did her so many bad things that he didn’t knew how she let him back in her life after their breakup. Florian knew how much he did wrong to her and that she deserved someone, present, consistent, who would give her the world because honestly, she didn’t deserved nothing less.
So like every year, one of them broke the no contact rule and the other followed like a good puppet.
. . .
Florian Munteanu
Message, 5:02
Draguta, I couldn’t stop thinking about you last night. I hope your are doing great and that everything is working out for you
As always when Nomi received a text from Florian, world was spinning, her hands were getting sweaty and her heart beat got crazy.
And as always she decided to answer in less than 45 seconds just to be sure not to miss the conversation.
Later that day, they decided to link up. Just for a drink. In a public space, nothing crazy.
The issue with them was that it was not about the place. The issue was they couldn’t behave for a long time.
When they meet infront of the restaurant, they hugged each other in a warm embrace, realizing a huge sight as they were catching their breath for a long time. Florian’s hands went from her waist to her neck, lifting her face so he can examinate it. « Still perfect » he whispered out loud which made her giggle. He was such a charmer. Nomi’s left hand found beard, looking back at him, his huge figure still enveloping her like the softest and safest rock in the world. He had change a little, his had let his hair grow. She didn’t think this haircut could suit him, but what was not suiting him in this world ?
When they sat next to each other, no word was exchanged. They just couldn’t stop sharing at each other, noticing what have physically change and sharing smile. Because in their heart, nothing has change. When Florian finally asked her how her last year has been, Nomi felt like she was filling her secret book. She told him everything, he remembered every name, every situation from last time. She told him everything but made sure to avoid to do too deep on Kenny. She didn’t want to jump on that. More over it would be not very appropriate. One of Florian’s hand didn’t left Nomi’s waist, even found a place under the fabric of her turtleneck. On the other side, her right hand was now on Florian’s lap, drawing shapes with a finger tip and letting them go a little to high sometimes. Very inappropriate.
« How is Kenny ? » Florian asked tasting a sip of her Porn Star Martini, trying to distract his mind from her touch.
Nomi’s brushed her bright hair with her hand, looked away, trying to act relaxed and giving him a simple and short answer.
« He was ok with you meeting me ? » he continued, knowing his name already caused trouble in her relationship.
She was now looking at him. Of course he was not, that’s why she didn’t told him. Fucking lier, the little voice in her head told her in loop.
« How are they ? » she answered in a soft tone
« How are they ? » he repeated, not understanding the question
« Mhhh, you know the other Draguta’s. »
Now it was Florian’s time to feel a little bit weird. They were other women few months ago. But no winner for now. The problem was, Florian was always comparing them to Nomi. He didn’t want to. But nothing was the same, laugh, kiss, touch, sex. No one was ever enough for him. He wanted to have the cake and eat it too. Nomi knew it too well.
« First of all, there are no « they ». Second, you are the only Draguta, but you already know that, you just wanted to hear it out loud right ? » he said looking right back at her and while licking his lips.
« More over, I didn’t really wish to have company since Tata is gone. » he admitted with the urge to confess himself
Nomi’s face changed and her expression softened. She was out of the country when Florian’s father passed away. She couldn’t make it to the funeral but made everything she could to show respect and presence. She knew that not a word could ease his pain so she just snuggled herself closer to him, passing her free hand on his firm torso.
Florian tightened his grip and kissed her forehead.
« Thank you for the text, the flowers, the food, everything. It means a lot. » he said kissing her forehead between everything he said.
Nomi lifted her head, replying a simple « always ».
He kept looking at her letting his hand brush her hair. Time stopped. That is it. It was that feeling that made them come back to each other every time, that made they have long insomnia and looked at their respective potential lovers as they were not enough.
Florian was sure is cheeks turned tomato and his manhood started to raise. « I’m hungry. »
« Me too. » she answered out of breath.
He stepped back a little before finding a waiter attention. They needed food otherwise they will devoured each others.
. . .
Full course. Starter, main course, dessert. Dessert was almost done but they didn’t want to finish it. If they finished it, it would mean that night was over. The restaurant was almost empty. Few drinks were also empty on the table, and of course Nomi was feeling more dizzy than Florian. He looked at her, eating a piece of their favorite dessert from Turkey, a big smile on her face. Damn he loved her.
« You missed me right ? » she said, mouth full and dancing on the beat of the song playing. But he understood it
« Of course I did. » Florian answered, gesturing her to give him a piece
« I know » Nomi said, still moving and fooding him. « You are always craving for sugar » she said with a smile
« I’m always craving for you. » drinks was loosening tongues.
Nomi said nothing, just rose her eyes. She was not going that way. The wetness of her thong was saying another thing but her mouth was not betraying her. She kept avoiding his eyes until he grabbed jaw and squeezed his cheeks. « Say it » he commanded. She tried to giggle but the pressure on her face made it hard.
He changed his hand placement just to attack her with millions cheek kisses « Say that you missed me inside you Draguta. »
Only lord knows how much it was true.
« You know I can’t say that. » she whispered.
« You are already screaming it in your head I can hear it. » he whispered back
« Don’t force me to say it » she closed her pretty eyes
« Draguta, Ori spui tu, ori te răpesc și fac dragoste cu tine așa cum îți place. »
Nomi’s eyes snapped open understanding few seconds after the meaning of his sentence.
Once again, few seconds dropped before Florian understood that she understood and stayed quite. So he asked for the bill, paid it and left the restaurant with her hand in his.
. . .
Nomi stayed silent in Florian’s bed. Her brain was cristal clear as she was hearing water dripping in the bathroom. She fall bad from her high and the fall was brutal.
05:02 she saw on the night clock.
She saw back herself few hours ago in the same place, moaning, screaming, confessing her deepest and nastiest emotions while messing the sheets.
The feeling of this tongue on her toes, on her back, on her neck, in her, devoring her dripping vagina and sensible ass hole. The feeling of his massive hand, spanking her, making her cheeks turn cherry red, gripping her waist, messing her haircut and applying perfect pressure on her throat. She could still feel the hardness of his damp and muscular arms, back, tight. Don’t let her think back at what he made her said.
They made it four times, before he went to the bathroom without a word, without a look, without a touch. She was feeling so much guilt that tears started to flew on the side of her face. Nomi stood up quietly and quickly, dressing back in a minute before running away from his building.
How could she forget that particular point. It was always the same with Florian. He knew exactly how to take what he wanted from her and then put her back in the trash. Or maybe she was too disgusted about what she have just done and said. Baby I love you. She was feeling so stupid. She couldn’t stop crying. Why was she crying like a damn kid.
She had the best sex for years and it was killing her to admit it. But the most painful was she had hope. For a second she thought that he would take her back, for a second she thought that what they had was solid. But the second sex is over, it just feel like she had nothing to do near him, like she was just a distraction for him. And once again he made her feel this way. Or maybe he just wanted to take a shower. And why did she drink so much ? It didn’t matter now. Because she did a huge mistake and will regret it for a long time.
_ _ _
My mom has a cancer, it’s been awful month but we are alive. Sorry for the wait, love yall ❤️
Hey! I was wondering how you were doing. I haven't seen you on my timeline in a while. Are you still writing? Especially for Florian?
Hope you are well!!!!!
Hi Luv, thank you so much for your message. Indeed life has been pretty busy with a lot of huge changes. Breaking up, moving back to my mum, quit my job, move into an other country, find a new job etc. But I’m alright and God is good. I still have sooooooo much ideas about Florian but it seems like nobody is reading about him anymore (+ no more stories to read for myself 🥲)
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« So, are you planning on talking to him or something ? » Sandra asked
« Sure, we are going to a cute spot friday night. I hope I will find a way to make things right »
Sandra and Gemma first met at a waiter's job. They were both working to save money for their proper project. Sandra wanted to launch her nails business and Gemma wanted to travel for a year when her studies were done. When they met, they found someone ready to rise them up and listen to them closely without any judgment. It's not that they hadn't friends before, but for both of them it was a blessing friendship entering in their lives. It's already five years ago and a lot of things have changed since then.
Gemma met Adam, her boyfriend. He is her first one ever. Her first everything. Before him, she had many crushes and many flirts. But none of them ever saw her as a potential real partner. With Adam, it was different. He was kind, caring, funny and wasn't playing games since day one. She found him hella cute so she was on cloud nine. Actually, after their first date, they told each other that they were their Last stop. A cute nickname meaning that they truly wanted to end up together.
So when they were really in their relationship and that the end of Gemma's studies was getting close, she felt that her trip project was slowly fading. Everytime she was talking about it, Adam's mood switched. He was talking about it like it would never happen or talking to Gemma on a tone saying "You really going to leave me here for a year like it's nothing ?"
She tried to reassure him the best she could, asking him if he would like to come (even if it’s HER plan). But he brought up excuses, some of them were valid, some of them were not. So he shut down the proposition. The audacity. Finally, Gemma graduated in one of the best culinary school of the country thanks to her hard work and her parent's help. And when she threw up her ceremony hat, her trip was also out of the picture.
To her, it was wiser to protect her relationship than putting it under such pressure. Adam loved her, she loved him, she had finally graduated. It was enough.
For Sandra, it was a little bit different. She always was creative and gifted with her hands. When she started to be curious around the nail salon she passed infront on her way back to school, her goal appeared fast in her teenage period. Her parents were a little afraid that she wanted to pursue a stereotypical dream for an Asian woman. They wanted their daughter to do what she truly wanted and not just the small spot the society was offering to her. So she was introduced to a lot of hobbies. Reading, writing, painting, dancing, debating, she did it all. She wasn't a hard child, so it was ok. But when she ended last university program she stayed on the scolar bench getting education to her main goal from day one.
Three years ago, she got pregnant and gave birth to her baby boy: Nathan. The cutest baby on earth like Gemma likes to call him. But this unexpected blessing didn't stop her from chasing what she desired for such a long time. To be honest, she underestimated what she was facing once Nathan was born, but being a mom was a hard job. Thankfully, Lewis, her boyfriend and baby daddy, was still around and ready to help her at any moment. Her dream just had to wait a little before it became true.
Sandra knew everything a close friend could know about Adam's situation. She was around when they got together. Around when they were madly in love, around when they were mad at eachother. She always listened to Gemma when she had doubts and hopes about what she was experiencing in her relationship. From Sandra's eyes, the main difficulty of her couple was their energy and personality. Sometimes she felt like even if they were in love, on certain topics they were just not on the same page. Same thing for the personality, Gemma was a fun girl, who like going out, discovering new stuff and Adam was just not that type of guy. And from what she was hearing Adam had Damocles sword on top of his head.
She knew it. Do you know when she makes a little note about it ? That one party when Gemma invited Florian. Oh Sandra knew it. The way her friend's eyes lit up when this new guy was around, the way she was choosing her words and rolling her eyes dramatically when he was making fun of her. Sandra felt it right away.
« So what are you going to tell each other, hey we been playing this dumb game for too long time now, what should we do ? » Sandra asked
« Why are you like that ? No I guess, we are just going to... Yea honestly I don't know. » Gemma said
« Why don't you tell him what you told me when you were back from your New Orleans trip ? »
« What, that I asked myself way too much in 4 days why I was with him ? »
« Could you try putting on the form for god sake G ! »
« I mean you know how I feel about this trip, I really wanted it to be good to us. But it was really 70/30. »
« You told me 50/50 last time, which part got up with the time »
« The bad one. »
« Oh my god Gemma. I don't want to say that what you feel is not valid but can I ask you a question ? »
« I hate when you do that, ask and let's see « she said genuinely thinking about it
« Isn't the bad part growed up because you are spending a lot of time with another man lately ? »
Gemma took a deep breath and put one of her curly hair back. « You're right. I have been spending some time with Florian lately-«
« You see that man every damn day ! »
« That's not true ! I mean this week was different but for my defense-«
« Go on what are you going to find this time ? »
« Stop cutting me it makes me lose my arguments «
« Go on baby «
« So. I have been spending time with Florian. But Adam has been acting really picky since we were back from New Orleans. Like super cold when I text him or when we call. Like I’m the only one making efforts. And I don't know like what once a week he comes as a flower, like everything is good ? So what ? I have to be here and do not show that now I'm mad ? That's not fair. When I asked him several times, is everything ok ? Is something wrong? He kept playing dummy dummy. Oh and I remember what I wanted to say. The bad part of our trip had rise because the more I looked at the bigger picture the more I realized that I'm too compliant when it comes to him. »
Sandra smiled looking at her friend getting mad slowly by times with all the arguments she told.
« Why are you smiling like that, what's so funny ? »
« You know what I think about that compliant shit. I already told you. You made that mistake the day you told him-«
« That my year trip wasn't that important, I know. »
« You were not an adult but you were not a teenager when you wanted it. It was your choice, your project. If he really loved you, he could have wait. And even if it could have been difficult, worse, you could have broke up, for me people who belong together kept getting back together. But for that part it's just me. »
Gemma stayed silent for a minute, trying to process and understand what she was feeling. She really didn’t know were this relationship was going.
« But hey girl, he is your first boyfriend and I understand that you didn't want to be the selfish one. I get that. It's not a wrong move. It's just that now, he got used to being your priority, even if it's against yourself. »
« I hate when you make sense »
« I love you too G, but do me a favor ? »
« What ? »
« Can you admit infront of Americans citizen that you are cheating on him »
« I'M NOT ! » Gemma took a pillow and hide a face on it. « TECHNICALLY IM NOT ! » she screamed trough the pillow
« You are unbelievable-«
« Ok, ok, I can confess that, I would not appreciate Adam having what Florian and I have with someone else »
« What Florian and I have » she said mocking her
« Listen, Adam does not really knows about him at all, but even when I talk about Florian in front of him, he don't even care. »
« Maybe because he trusts you. »
Gemma growled out of frustration. Was she the bad guy of the story ? « I'm cheating on him. »
« Thank you. But I have to tell that he is also maybe taking you for granted, I mean you been together for six years-«
« Five. »
« I can't lie, those types of things happen, not excusable, but for having experienced it, it really happens. »
Gemma let her head fall on the couch and look at the ceiling. « Joke a part, I really wanted to make it work. »
« I know G but you're not in it anymore, so don’t be that type of girl. »
« But I don't want to leave him for Flo »
« Gurl-«
« No wait I'm serious. I know that grass ain't greener on the other side. »
« So you don't want to be with Florian-«
« No, what I mean was- »
« You're a fucking joke »
« I want to take time for me before going in a new relationship »
« Alright that more wise already »
Gemma shook her head left to right, slowly realizing that she was over with her relationship.
« If I can make you feel better, from what I see there is more attraction between you and Florian »
The nappy girl hided her face on the pillow again « stop making fun of me. »
« I swear to god. ON MY MOTHER, « Sandra said laughing at the thought of one TikTok comedian, « I thought that I was goin to find you baging on the toilet that other day ! »
Gemma sat up on the couch, trying to push away nasty thoughts. It not like she never thought about it.
« How long is it ? »
« Sandra ! Can you stop choosing the information I share with you ? I did not have sex with the man. »
« Oh come on ! It will not come in a long time. I can feel it. You know I feel those type of things ?»
« Please stop, im so ashamed.» she said looking at her phone
« The way you kept checking at your phone-«
« I'm waiting for my mom's call ! »
« The way you keep posting stories on Instagram-«
« Oh my go-«
« Don't you dare telling me that you're not waiting for him to send you reaction like the red 100 or the emoji with heart eyes »
Gemma couldn’t stop the laugh coming from the last sentence.
« I KNOW YOU. I know you damn too well. »
« Na he send me the hot emoji, you know the red one with the tongue out » she said licking her lips and putting a hair behind her ear
« And you freaking like that «
« it’s flattering ! « she said admitting how good it felt « But I never thought I could cheat. Like that's not the type of partner I want to be. »
« So you better get ready for your friday night. And if there is this little devil on your shoulder, telling you that you are not actually cheating, I have a easy test for you. » Gemma looked at Sandra waiting for what was next « Would you let Adam read your text messages with Florian ? »
« What ! Absolutely not ! » her head snapping quick
« G is it that bad ? You been sexting him ? »
« Nooooooo-«
« Come on tell me, how bad is it, tell me so you can realize how far you went. »
Gemma slumped a little on the couch, looking at the ceiling « Good mornings, good nights texts »
« You can do better »
« Nicknames and stuff about us getting married in our future life… » she said lowering her voice at the end of the sentence
« Excuse me ? »
Gemma looked away acting like she didn’t eared her friend.
« It’s out of the line, for sure but I’m glad it’s not that bad like picture or sex thing »
Gemma put her right hand infront of her mouth hiding a shy smile.
« What is it ? »
« We share some videos sometimes »
« Like what ? Face timing ? »
« Naaaa like him driving, me cooking, when we are in our bed just keeping up with what we are doing »
« Ok Im taking off my « friend reminding you that you are not acting right » hat to the side because I’m too curious. Are y’all dressed up in those types of videos ? »
« For my part » Gemma put her hands on her chest , » I’m always dressed. But when he is in his bed, 90% he is not fully clothed. »
Sandra looked at Gemma’s face trying to interpreting her features. « You a little naughty thing. »
Gemma’s frowned out of frustration when her phone start ringing : Florian Munteanu is calling
She cracked her neck looking at Sandra who was screaming « speaking of the devil » before answering the call
« Gem’ »
« Hey. »
« Hey, you right ? You got a small voice » Florian asked a little worried, she was used to treat him with more joy in her voice
« Na Im good »
« I’m on my way, I think I will take 20 minutes, is that good for you ? »
« Yessir. » Gemma said hanging up.
« What your lover wanted ? » Sandra asked following the interaction like her favorite TV show
« He come pick me up. We are going to the library so we can work on my website » Gemma said grabbing her bag so she could refresh her make up
« What a lucky girl, having the cake and eating it »
« He offered his services, I accepted them and Im paying for it so don’t get it twisted »
« of course you will be paying him with the Gawk Gawk 3000. » Sandra said before opening her coke can.
—-
« Go home you making it awkward she whispered to her friend » Gemma whispered at the building door of Sandra
« Oh no, I’m making sure he sees me so that he can not kill you and burry you body without anyone knowing »
Gemma turned her heels and try to give her a dead look but her friend’s joke made her smile
« Just go » she said chuckling
Gemma took confident step toward the car knowing that Florian was watching. And he was watching indeed. Looking at her hips going right to left,
« Your friend think I’m going to kill you ? « Florian said making a warm side hug to Gemma and kissed her cheek.
Her eyes grew bigger and look at Florian « You eared that ? «
Florian chuckled looking at the face she was making
« I read on lips » he said wiking at her before waving at Sandra with a million dollar smile
« No you don’t » she answered squeezing her eyes and grabbing her cleavage, the wink did that thing
« Are you getting in the car today or ? « Florian asked her with the car’s door in his hand and took the opportunity to checking her out from head to toes
« I am, stop rushing me ! » Gemma put her bag on her lap and locked her belt.
« And just for your information, if I kill you, I will not burry your body, everyone could find your anytime, I’m more the type-«
« I stop you right there because you are being creepy and I’m a big cow, so you better stop »
« You know you are safe with me don’t say that « he said gripping her left tights
Gemma side eyed him, not answering his semi question before laughing out loud. Florian squeezed her thigh a little bit harder chuckling while he eared her laugh.
« You’re pissing me off man « he whispered before turning on the car
« What did you say ? « She asked wanting him to repeat what he had to say knowing he was joking
Florian made his car roared so Gemma could stop teasing him
« You been doing the most, I can’t believe you think that kind of stuff impressed me »
—
« So as you can see, I tried different shade of the colour you gave me. I made 3 templates so you can imagine how it could be when the website will be launched.
I also made some research about the service you wanted to add and I found that dope extension-«
Gemma reajusted her glasses trying to focus on what Florian was saying. It was important, it was for her website at the end of the day. But she couldn’t stop staring at his fingers when he used them to pointed things on his screen
« Gem ? »
« Mmh ? « She said waking up
« Do you think it could fit what you want ? »
« About what ? »
Florian looked at her few seconds before closing his laptop smoothly. « We’re taking a break, you are not in it. « he said in a calm tone
« What ? No no I am ! I’m in it ! « She said a little bit surprise
« Alright brief me about what you understand «
She stayed silent few seconds studying his gorgeous features, quite of surprised and turn on about the bossy tone he just used.
« Don’t try to sugarcoat me with your eyes. »
« Im not, I was collecting informations. You ended the « get to know me » page. You found an extension for the cake design ask. You made some templates-«
« Alright alright but we should take a break I really don’t feel like you actually in it » he said sitting up and walking away
« I just told you i am with arguments » Gemma said looking at him leaving the room « don’t walk away from me when im talking to you ! » she said frustrated
He came back drinking a bottle of water and handing one to Gemma who’s still sitting on the couch. She took it, opened the bottle without breaking the eye contact. He locked his eye in hers finishing his bottle and licking his lips.
« I don’t like the tone you just used- » Florian said in a very serious way but without being aggressive
« I don’t like you walking away when I’m talking to you » Gemma answered matching the vibe
« Well I’m sorry, I was thirsty. » he said
« Of course you were » she said cracking her fingers « and for information you should present your apologies, being sorry isn’t enough. »
Florian looked at her trying to find an valid answer but just let his head fall down and smiled before looking at her again
« You’re right Gemma. »
« I know » matching his smile
« You’re alright ? You seemed a bit tensed today, maybe you need to call Adam for a quickie. » he said opening back his laptop
Gemma looked at him, passing her tongue on her front teeth before sitting up. She opened the window and grab her cigarets on her back Jean pocket before sliding one in her mouth. Florian looked at her light the toxic product before watching her face. She didn’t looked amused.
« Weren’t you supposed to stop ? » He said finally following her and grabbed one of cigarets in her jean. She didn’t acknowledged him, just handed him the lighter.
« Weren’t you supposed to stop ? » Gemma asked him back still without giving him a look
« Hey I was joking don’t be like that. » he answered tooking the opportunity to grab her wrist knowing his joke wasn’t welcomed as he wished.
« That’s not funny, at all. » she said smiling knowing he didn’t mean it in a bad was
« But it’s true tho’, you know sex is a stress killer ? » he said chuckling and passing his left arm around her shoulder and getting his body closer to hers
« No way ! » Gemma whispered a bit surprised by this action but letting her body embrace his strong figure
« I swear, it’s science » he continued on the same tone before blowing out smoke.
Gemma breathed slowly trying to calm her nerves now that her heart was going crazy « So I should call him right ? »
« Adam ? » he asked before she nodded « Naaa babe I’m right here. »
She chuckled trying to push him back, but her move didn’t have any result on Florian’s body. He just stood there, having a firm grip on her body and a naughty smile on his lips. He had nothing to lose.
« You want nothing but me getting troubles. » Gemma said trying to get back facing the window and watching him crashing his cigaret.
He slide his body back hers, rubbing hers arms and shoulders before kissing the top of her head « I said what I said. »
« You’re just so funny today ? You been playing to much Flo, I’m not even your type » she said trying to run away the situation she was falling into.
« Said who ? » Florian said, cleaning her neck from her curls before pecking the soft skin. Gemma’s breath got trapped in her throat, her eyes shot closed and her eyes brown frowned feeling his wet tongue on her.
« That’s what you trying to tell yourself so you don’t cross the line uh ? »
Gemma felt like she could breathe again when Florian’s phone start ringing. Because the way one of his hands arrived under her shirt, she didn’t have any explication. She took quickly another cigaret. Was it a good idea. No. 1 she was already out of breath. 2 she felt already coming down high by the action only. It was wrong.
« Tell me I’m the best. » she eared Florian coming back in the living room
« For what ? » she said rolling her eyes
« Gem, tell me I’m the best, I’m so serious » he said with stars in his eyes.
« Who was it ? » she asked curious about what got him so excited
« Say Big Nasty I will do everything you want me to do-«
« Florian what is it ! » Gemma finally said tired of playing
« Say. Im. The best. Just say it. » he said grabbing slightly her jaw.
« You’re the best » she repeated without any conviction not to give him any satisfaction
« Big Nasty, you’re the best. » he said again insisting on his nick name.
« Babe. » she finally said wanting to know what was going on.
« I have two tickets for Dante Kennedy’s concert tonight-«
Florian didn’t had the time to finish his sentence that Gemma was screaming all over the place. It was one of her favorite Inde RNB artist and she wasn’t fast enough to book a ticket herself. She was a big fan of his smooth voice and how he was talking about love and sex stories in his music. Florian watched Gemma already taking about how she wanted to get dress and what song she wishes Dante will sing. At this point she was talking to her self because everything she was thinking was going out her mouth. When she came down her high a little she let a breath go and looked at Florian who was admiring her from his couch
« Thank you. » she told him, ready to enjoy the night.
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Next morning Gemma woke up in her flat. She grabbed her phone wanting to check what time it was but the device didn’t react to the double tap she was doing. She got up slowly looking for her charger before going to the bathroom. As a Sunday morning, she was going slowly and didn’t mean to go faster. She noticed that her throat was sore and bite her lips. The simple idea of last night was going to make her overthink so she just decided to go back to bed.
When she was comfortably under her blanket again, she took back her phone and watch it turning on. She tapped naturaly her PIN code while yawning for the eighth time since she was up maybe before her eyes went wide.
Multiples notification popped everywhere, texts, calls, Instagram mostly. What was going on ? She decided to open textes from Sandra first because the number of time she tried to call her made Gemma worried.
•Sndr 🦋: G there a video of you and Florian all over socials, call me when you can !
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Two post in a day ? (The last post of this theme was 2 years ago but never mind)
Florian was waiting inside the restaurant. A sophisticated nice place, with dark decoration, brown vibrations and few neons lights. Youth’s Fountain was one of their favorite places with Grace.
The etablissement was neat, mature, delivered excellent wine, creative hookas and had a good DJ. The last information was essential for Grace, she could not settle in a place where the music was not giving.
Florian’s thighs was bumping into anticipation and he could not resist to check his silver watch every minute. She was late and he was sure she was doing it on purspose.
Grace was always on time, to her you were already late when you were on time. So if she was showing up late, she probably had an issue or she was doing it on purpose. The idea of something happening to her created a tiny stomachache to Florian, but he was sure it was not that. He knows how she act when she’s upset and why she was upset.
His long fingers let mist on the beer glass he just finished to eased his mind. Florian valued humbleness, even if he had a certain ego, he knew he messed up something in his friendship with Grace. And the worst in this situation was that it was entirely his fault, he wanted to make it right.
Once he decided to call Grace to reassure his self that she was alright, he saw her penetrated the place. He put down his phone on the table while his green eyes were glued to her.
Grace greeted the waitress and told her about the reservation removing her sunglasses. She was wearing her signature bright smile and followed the tall girl slowly. While the waitress was taking her to the table, people were definitely checking her out. Florian was used to that. The glow of her mocha skin always had this effect on people. Whenever hairstyle she was having, everything suits her, today was boho braids and Florian was already falling for it. She had an aura that made people shiver and Florian was definitely one of them.
He got up when she arrived at the table. Without a word one of Florian’s arms wrapped around Grace’s waist and hers gently grab his strong biceps. He was so glad she didn’t pushed him back. Not that she used to do so but he was just walking on eggshells. They looked at each others in silence sitting down.
« 28 look good on you G. » he said hyping her up before moving one of her braids and shaking her right shoulder slightly. His hands were already begging to have her.
Grace didn’t had the time to answer that a particular waiter came at the table addressing directly to her.
« I knew it. I knew that if this Big Boy was here, you wouldn’t be far away ! » he said pointing her with a teasing voice
« How you been Martin ? » she answered kindly. The waiter just nodded his head before continuing
« I love your outfit. » he cheesed referring to the olive dress she was wearing.
Florian licked quickly his lips before letting his arms fall on Grace shoulders, massaging the back base of her neck. A shiver traveled her spine before she finally thanked politely the waiter. Florian’s motion made him step back a little before he took the drink’s order. Florian let his fingers touch Grace’s neck while he watched the waiter go before he said with a little irritation in his voice
« The way he keep trying to flirt with you everytime we come here, it’s-« Florian said letting the « s » sound between his lips looking for the right word
« It’s what ? » Grace said with a lifted eyebrow pushing the rest of her braids behind her shoulder
« Funny. »
« Funny ? » she repeated with her head falling to her left side
« Mhmh. »
« What is so funny about wanting to flirt with me ? » she said removing his hand from her body and locking her eyes with him.
Florian looked back at her for long seconds while his heart beat was increasing. He exhaled, look down and finally whispered in a low tone
« You know I what I me-«
« I can’t ear you, speak up. »
« I said you know what I mean. » he said again more louder this time after a growl.
Grace stared at him having difficulties to say that simple sentence with a lot of deception. Why was it so hard for him ?
« How was your birthday ? » Florian asked breaking the silence.
« You weren’t there but it was pretty amazing. »
He smiled and kept digging. He knew Grace was going to act a bit bitter for a long time tonight and he couldn’t show anything less but resilience.
Few months ago Cloe came at Grace, publicly, during a party talking about how she didn’t believe in straight platonic friendship between man and woman and that it was just a matter of time before her boyfriend kind of dump Grace. Florian was so surprised that nothing came out of his mouth. Not a joke, not a argument, no nothing. The party became weird in a snap.
After that, too much time passed without any communication between them. Grace felt for the first time that Florian was not on her side. The feeling was not sitting right, not at all, but she didn’t want to pursue a relationship she had to fight for. Not like that. Relationship was supposed to be easy, lov- friendship was supposed to be easy. And since this situation, it’s not. Even if it will be hard, she just wanted to move foward. She had already experienced having to fight for being love back and she promised herself it will not happen again.
Florian did not had easy months either. All the arguments with Cloe, all the self doubt, all the burdened feelings. The situation was so wrong and he felt a lot of guilt. Not having news from Grace, specially during her birthday, which he knows was a very important moment for her, was not what he wanted. Even if Florian was overthinking for month, he only had the courage to contact her few days ago. Why ? He was freaking lost.
« I miss her. » Florian said slumped on the couch during a boys night. His friends looked at he him and started chuckling seeing him this miserable. « Just call her man. She will pick up, you know her. » Sandro said reassuring him. « She will not ! » Masias said knowing too much how Grace could get when Florian pissed her off. « Are we talking Cloe or ? » Dejan asked really not sure about the girl he was taking about. Masias and Sandro started chuckling again knowing their friend was in a complicated situation. Florian looked at them with a tiny smile and put his middle finger up « Fuck y’all. » he mumbled.
Dinner was alright. Not good, not bad, it was alright. Florian and Grace tried to catch up the last months, he was definitely asking all the questions but it wasn’t a big deal. He was really interested and earring her talk was a blessing after having no news. Grace’s answers were a bit short and straight to the point but she tried not to be on defensive. She didn’t want to be the bitter one, she really wanted to act cool.
It was harder than she thought. It was hard to be insensitive infront of him. The way his navy sweater was hugging his body, the shiny chain trap between his torso and the fabric, his hands always finding a way on her body, his eyes locking sight with her while blowing smoke from his hookah. Yeah it was hard keeping her composure and seeing him after all this time remind her why she was so mad. The amont of love she had for him was insane. Maybe too much ? It’s certainly was a waste. She wanted to be in a relationship with someone who really loved her, something when she wasn’t the second choice or the fantasy dream. And the way Florian act last time ? It wasn’t what she wanted. Their friendship had run out course.
« I’m get going. » Grace said after emptying her mint tea glass. She grabbed her purse looking for her credit card when Florian grabbed her forearm, frowned his eyebrow slightly before putting his card on the table. « Already ? » he asked touching his nose trying to look her in the eye, he felt like she was trying to shorten their time. She nodded slowly looking around the place, it was certainly the last time she will be there. She wasn’t a masochist.
« Look we didn’t have the time to talk about what happen. » Florian said looking Grace ready to get out his car. He had to insist more than five time to let him drive her home.
Grace remove her hand from the door slowly. « We had. » she said rubbing her right eye gently. « We had the time but we decided not to. Didn’t we ? » she said in a monotone voice finally looking at him. It was just above a whisper.
« You’re right, you’re right Gigi. »
« I am sorry Gigi. » that’s how he began. It was a good start, really. He tried his best patching things up, being honest, explaining how much she meant to him but also how much he didn’t want to risk their friendship over a relationship he didn’t knew if it was worthy enough.
After that he continued, trying to put the right words on what he was feeling, but Grace wasn’t listening anymore. « I got feeling but I don’t know if it will work or if it worth it. » she eared again and again. So she wasn’t worthy enough for him.
« Look Florian-« Grace said cutting him off, she had ear enough. « Thank you for your apologies, I, I » she said losting the track of her thoughts. She wanted to be out of this car, quickly. « I appreciate them and accept them, but let’s just not go this way. We should you know, you do you with Cloe and we stay in touch in a friend way-«
« Wait what ? » he said trying to keep up with what she was saying « Gigi talk to me, I don’t even know what you’re thinking, you been on mute-«
« Because you didn’t even ask ! Like did you even care ? You were the one on mute when she came at me ! »
« Of course I care I was just surprised, what was I supposed to do, talk to her infront of everyone ? You know I couldn’t do that. It’s not because I didn’t do it infront of you that it did not happen ! You can’t be mad at me for that »
« Why are we having this conversation ? »
« What-«
« Why. Are we. Having this conversation ? »
« Because I want to make things right ! »
« No we’re having this conversation because you want to feel better ! »
« Gigi » he whispered letting his head fall on the headrest « I just don’t want to lose you. »
Rain drops started falling on the car. The silence in the vehicle made the sound more loud. Grace looked at the window and finally find a way out
« I don’t want to lose you either. But I want a friend who can have my back 100% or a boyfriend that don’t have any doubt of my worth. » Florian head snaped quickly at the word « boyfriend « not really sure of what’s Grace said.
« I know your wor-« he said in a quick motion
« Flo, take care. » she said ending the conversation putting her left hand on his.
Florian watched her leaving the car, still lost in his feeling and having the strong will not to give up on anything, specially not on Grace.
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Helloooo guys, it was funny writing my first ask ! I was afraid that there were too much similarities with Same Hearts, different places but i think it turn out pretty well (?)
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Romy was not having it. She was not feeling it at all. Her mood was decreasing to hell minutes by minutes. The night had began so good.
The brown woman decided to be daring for the New Eve night. She did the best brushing she could on her slick press natural hair. Romy took her time doing her make up by following step by step the tutorial she found earlier. Put on the red dress she always was afraid to wear because of her curves. She even had found the perfect heels to wear all night, embracing her feminity and being comfortable. She was feeling good and looking good. Who thought all the work she began earlier this year would have pay so much. Taking care of her mental et physical health was her biggest flex this year. And she was proud of it, as she should. Romy just wanted to enjoy the condo party with her friends, dance, sing, eat and drink. Was it too much to ask ?
She knew it was too much when she saw Florian greating people here in there after entering the place. That is why she hated party like that, you could never know who could be there and damn he was the last person Romy wanted to see tonight.
She find a way to escape the room before he could reach her area without making it too obvious. Once she got to the kitchen, she closed the door behind her and she settled, or hide as you rather, there for the next minutes. Pouring herself a drink she shook her head left to right. How the well could he be there ?
Romy had a friend, Patricia. They were kind of close. Close at a level that Romy did invite Patricia to her family house one summer. Patricia had a boyfriend, Florian, he was a nice person and a good looking man. Romy always found they were a cute couple and never engage the conversation with Florian without Patricia being the main topic. Matter fact, she was the type of girl bringing her man everywhere she was, so every time there was something planned he was there. It didn’t bother Romy at all, he was a cool guy and they liked making fun of each other. They were cool.
Until Romy’s relationship ended. When she was a single girl again, there was a switch in Patricia behavior. Everytime Florian was talking to Romy, Patricia felt this fear and rage in her stomach, like she was going to get played. In her side, Romy didn’t change anything, answering him when he was talking to her, clapping back when he tried to make fun of her. Everything was going well until Patricia took Romy grab a coffee.
Romy was hurted by the confession. Truly. From her pov, she didn’t crossed any line and never had bad attention towards them. She couldn’t believe her friend was thinking she could steal her man. She didn’t really know what was pissing her the most ? Her friend not turning to her boyfriend to handle the issue or the fact that she has becoming a potential treat since she was not in a relationship. Even if she stayed very calm and tried to understand her « friend », Romy was furious.
But it was ok, because Patricia was honest, show her true face and Romy naturally remove herself from this situation. At least she tried, Florian kept reacting to her posts, sending her messages, even invited her to his birthday. Did he had the same note ? She kindly decline everything. Even if he hadn’t do anything and she was missing him a little, she didn’t want to be this type of girl.
They bumped to each other at a party and Romy did her best to avoid any interaction. Florian tried to talk to her multiple times during the event but she was more than distant, not even looking at him directly during the few interactions they had. It left him a sour feeling for days.
One night Florian came to Romy’s place without any warning. More than surprised, she didn’t know if she could let him come inside, when he insisted that he will not be long. She let him a minute to cover herself and proposed him a glass of water, the redness of his cheeks was warning her, he was looking mad. Romy looked at him at the other side of the room.
Florian wanted to know if she would tell him if something was wrong. He could feel she was distant for months and from the conversation just had with his girlfriend, he totally understand why. He had a lot of affection for Romy, and for months, he felt pushed away by her. He had long nights wondering what he had done wrong.
« I thought we were friends, why you didn’t told me what happened ? » he said with a lot of deception in his voice.
Romy couldn’t believe it. Was him also going to blame her ? Goosebumps show up on her skin feeling the tone he was using. She didn’t know she could decepointed him and deeply she didn’t wanted to. But damn what was wrong with them two, was she the base of all their issues ?
« Ok first of all, you can not come at my place like that. Second, Florian you’re a nice guy but you are Patricia’s boyfriend, we’re just friend by affiliation. »
« Friend by affiliation ? « he said laughing nervously at the sentence. Romy only nodded at his reaction discovering this side of him. « Your friend by affiliation is worried about you since this summer. Your friend by affiliation was wondering if he had done something wrong and was trying to be there for you. Romy I was truly worried about you. » Florian said again with concern on his face and walking toward her.
Now that he was less than a step from her, she didn’t answered just looked away. She was at her place, she couldn’t show any weakness. Even she deeply wanted to talk to him all this time, she wouldn’t let herself in that position.
« Look at me when I’m talking to you. » Florian said towing her and moving her head to face his grabbing her chin.
« Your girlfriend asked me to step back. That’s what I did ! Obviously she didn’t asked you the same thing ! » Romy said out of frustration, her voice got a little loud
« Do not scream at me. » he whispered not breaking the eye contact and squeezing her cheeks « Why didn’t you told me about that ? »
« Because.»
« Because what ?» he said motivated to have answers to all his questions
« Florian it is between me and Patricia ! » Romy said removing Florian’s hand from her face
« But it’s about me ! »
« So what ? Handle this with your girl ! »
« Oh yeah ? You want me to handle this with my girl ? »
« Exactly. »
« Like there is nothing going on between us ? » Florian said pointing at them.
Romy dismissed the last sentence, went to the fridge grabbing a bottle of water. She needed to stay hydrated for what was coming next. She was ready to burn him alive. She couldn’t believe he had the nerves to say that, out loud.
« Florian what are you talking about ? » she said putting her forearms on the kitchen island. This time her voice was collected. She didn’t want her emotions to have the best of her. They were on a touchy subject.
« I’m talking about us, being close, taking news, appreciating, supporting each other and teasing each other for like 3 years and you shutting it down without any valid explanation. You’re out there trying to make me feel like I’m crazy and making things up. What we had ? It was real.» Florian said sitting in front of Romy
« I never teased you. » she said wanting to be clear on that point
« Not in a sexual way. »
« What you need to understand, is that your girl think I’m going to take you away from her. And I think even before telling you anything, she blamed me. I was hurted. I took my distance. Period blank. »
« Period blank my ass. You took your distance from her and and from me. That’s not fair. »
« Florian do your ear yourself ? » she said squeezing her eyes.
« You are acting like you don’t care at all. Like I don’t matter to you. »
Romy looked at her hand on the island. She didn’t know what to tell or what to do.
The thing is, she didn’t have any love feelings for Florian. But once Patricia came at her, she rewind a lot of situations trying to see if she had done anything wrong. And the more situations played back in Romy’s head, the more she was questioning herself. Was she attracted to him ? Did she ever flirted with him ? Did she cared about him ? How would she had react if he ever made a move at her ? Why having news from him was so important during all this time ? She felt like the line between being friendly and more than that was blurring. She buried any inappropriate feelings she could have for Florian long time ago, for a good reason. And here he was saying all that scandalous things.
« Do I matter to you Romy ? » he asked soothing her
« Please Florian, don’t do that. »
« You matter to me. » he said taking one of her hand in his.
Florian left Romy’s place at the sunrise.
They talked all night. About so many subjects, how they felt, Patricia, Romy’s ex, their proper job, they had a lot to catch up after months without a real conversation. Florian didn’t have a real answer from Romy, but he knew he matted to her. Even if it was just a little portion, it was enough. He understood she wasn’t in a good position, it was maybe selfish of him but he didn’t want to let her go. Even if both of them valued loyalty at a very high level, the things Florian was feeling for that girl was messing everything up.
« You need to go Flo. » Romy said realizing what time it was.
He sat up, put on his jacket and touched slowly his beard « so wassup ? » Florian asked her really not knowing how it’s going to be
« What do you mean ? »
« You gon keep left me on read and avoiding me ? »
« There is no reason for us to keep contact Florian, I know you understand that. » Romy said trying to suppress the sorrow in her voice
Florian wanted to ask her if it was over. But he just nodded in acceptance realizing he wasn’t worth enough for Romy to change her mind.
« Give me a last hug. » Florian asked whispering.
Romy was staring at the sky through the window. If she gave him this hug, it was over. In less than 4 hours, he had waking up things she recklessly took months to hide. Florian stood her up on her feet, determined to have his hug.
Time stopped when his strong arms were locked around Romy’s body. He will definitely not be the one letting go first. He took the opportunity to smell her sweet unique essence a last time. When he pecked her right cheek, the skin was wet and salty. Romy wiped her cheeks rapidly not wanting to crack in front of him. Florian took his time looking at her pretty face before kissing her lips.
The shared kiss was caring and sincere, it turned way more sensual and needy in less than 2 minutes. Masks were falling hard. All the long speech were empty, they wanted each others. Romy stopped Florian feeling his hands touching her back skin underneath the sweatshirt she had put on few hours ago. She didn’t had the guts to go this far. He looked at her eyes a last time before kissing her forehead and left.
A year passed after that night. Romy didn’t tell about it to anyone. She kept it to herself kind of ashamed. She didn’t eared a word from Florian and she didn’t reach him either. But a lot of things happened. From what Romy eared, Patricia and Florian were over. Gossips was saying that Romy was the main reason. Street talks so much that she decided that if neither Patricia or Florian had the balls to confront her about that she will not even give it a chance to make it an issue. Approaching her 30´s Romy wanted something better for herself. She met two potential partners, it didn’t work out the way she wanted but it wasn’t a big deal. She had roof above her head, a job, was close to her family, had remove herself from nasty friendship, life was good.
The thing is, she wasn’t prepared to see Florian. Deeply she didn’t want to see him again. After all theses months, she understood that she had developed strong feelings for him and kept them on the low. Romy had this bad habit since middle school, used to be pushed away by guys she liked because of how she was looking.
Now, there they were, in the same place, one year after the scandalous kiss. She was panicking.
« Girl what are you doing in the kitchen ! You are missing all the bangers, I was looking for you when the DJ played Liquorice ! » Natacha, one of Romy best friends, said entering in the kitchen like a tornado « Hey you ok ? » she said once she saw the expression on Romy’s face.
She didn’t have the time to answer when Florian stepped in the room and looked at her. Romy’s mouth closed immediately. She could feel her heartbeat buzzing in her ears. She collected the energy she had and finally looked at him with a micro smile.
« Hi. » she waved
Natacha frowned at the simple word. The last time these too were in the same room, the mood was more light and warm. Now she felt like there was a unsaid tension and definitely felt like she should leave them. She found an excuse and left the room, letting Florian closing the door behind her. He came back toward Romy, sit on a chair near her and grabbed hers before pulling it closer to him. The motion made Romy shuttered before she exhaled deeply. She looked at him, taking her time. He was looking at her with his signature smile before licking his pink lips.
Romy’s eyes ran away another time and she quickly bite her inside cheek. For the small seconds she looked at him, she had the time to process how beautiful he was. His hair were freshly cut like always. He let his beard grow and blond hair were picking in it. Knowing him a little, Romy thought he would have wear an all black outfit for the night, but he had a immaculate white polar textured jacket on. The piece was giving him a warm aura and awaked a need of big hug inside Romy’s heart.
« Hi. » Florian finally said chuckling
« Why are you laughing ? » she asked
« It’s good to see you, I’m happy.» he answered passing a finger on his right eyebrow.
« Mmmh. »
« Are you happy to see me Romy ? » she nodded without any conviction, there he was again asking her things
« Mmh ? You were so happy to see me that you run away from the living room. » he said laughing before putting a chopstick in his mouth
« I did not runaway, I had to take a call. » Romy said laughing too. Yea using humor was going to save her tonight.
« Yea ? Who was it ? » Florian asked knowing she was lying
« My mum. »
« Oh my mother in law ? How is she ? » Romy couldn’t hold back but kissed her teeth earring Florian referring to her mum. It wasn’t funny. Taking few sips of her drink she decided just not to answer.
« I’m teasing you « he continued feeling that Romy stoped talking « not in a sexual way » he said mimicking hisself saying the the same thing he told her a year ago.
Romy’s eyes grew bigger having the reference « YOU NEED TO-«
« What are you drinking ? Could you pour me a drink ? » Florian said cutting her without giving her a chance to clap back. He was smiling and confident, only playing with his chopstick and keeping a strong eye contact with her.
Romy looked at him like crazy. Did he ate a lion before coming ? He was out of control.
« Are you drunk ? » she asked concerned, she wanted to know if he was just really bold or under any substance. He only shook his head right to left with a rise eye brow. He wasn’t drunk at all. He was just goin hard about how he really felt.
« Can I have a drink ? Please ? » he asked again
Romy turn back and face the island. She scanned the table looking for something he could like. She thought about rum coke but her eyes felt on a beer bottle. That’s what he will have. Grabbing the beer bottle she took a lighter on the island and opened the bottle like he taught her years ago. It was becoming natural now
« Mhhh, you still got the method. » Florian clapped is hands, remembering how much it was hard to learned that to Romy
Romy shook her head staying silent and giving the bottle to Florian before letting her back sticked the island.
He took a first sip looking at her before talking again « You look amazing, I love that dress on you. » he said taking her body entirely. Words didn’t need to be said about how he felt about her body.
Crossing her arms, Romy undid her motion and put her hands on the island still facing him. She needed to accept compliments she was receiving. So she replied a simple « Thank you Florian. » not that it didn’t affect her, but he was toying her more than she could handle tonight. She was already out of breath in her head.
« The backless, the color, you’re glowing, you put a red dress because you know it’s my favorite color right ? » he said laughing before taking another sip of his beer and wiking at her.
Romy wanted to roll her eyes but she frowned her eyebrows a second while crossing her arms.
« How are Flo ? » she genuinely asked.
Florian’s smile fade a little before he put down the beer bottle. He tried to put back a smile on his pink lips before sliding the chopstick between them again.
« Do you really want to know ? » he replied looking at her in a curious serious voice.
« I just asked you. »
« I don’t know, I’m not sure you really care about me. «
Romy took her bottom lips between two of her fingers. He was mad at her. He was still mad at her since last time. She was the one who was supposed to be mad. But the tone he used didn’t sit well in Romy’s ear. She looked briefly at the closed door and took few step toward him.
She grabbed Florian’s hand how was on his left thighs and sat there looking straight in front of her. The warmth of his hand didn’t affected her because she was too nervous. His hand find naturally it way on her back, grabbing her slightly. He was kind of surprised about this move but he was willing to see where this conversation was going.
« You know I always mean what I say-« Romy started still not looking at him
« Well it will be really sad if it was true.» he cut her again, removing his hand from her back to put one piece of hair behind her ear.
« And why that ? »
« Because you said I didn’t matter to you. »
« I never said that. » Romy said breaking the silence who took quickly place between them by grabbing his hairy chin and looking at him directly
« And you didn’t say it either. »
« Florian, how have you been ? Just answer the damn question ! » she said tired of this conversation, it was absolutely going nowhere
« I’m ok Romy. » looking away and chewing his chopstick
« That’s it ? You’re ok. Not fine. Not bad, just ok ? » Florian just nodded his head turning back his face to her but this time looking at her glossy lips.
« Well alright, I’m glad you’re ok. » she said playing with the fabric of his white jacket.
She should have moved at this moment. They had exchanged kind words, he was ok, that’s it. But the feeling of his hand on her back made it hard to move. She loved that feeling and tonight she just wanted to have a little taste of it. Florian noticed it and decided to draw little circles while asking her details about the year who just passed. He wanted to ear her talk, all night if she could.
He had to fight to stop staring at her lips or her cleavage more than twice. Florian day dreamed about feeling her tasty lips again, definitely more than twice. He had hard times trying to forget this kiss and truly he didn’t wanted to. He never share to anyone what happened between Romy and him a year ago. He knew too well that if the story was shared and deformed, she will be the bad guy. The last thing Florian wanted was to see Romy in a bad position.
He definitely wanted to see her in some position, but between closed doors and just for him. In fact, the only kiss they shared gave him guilty night fevers. Florian slowly touched Romy uncovered thighs and enjoyed the smoothness of them.
« You’re not even listening Flo. »
« I am. It’s been a while since I had you in my arms. I’m trying to enjoy the full experience. » he said moving her closer to him that she already was putting his face close to her neck
« Enjoying the full experience uh ? » Romy said with her right eyebrow rised
« Mhhh mhh. » Florian said smelling her. The motion and the feeling of his beard tickling her made a laugh. « See, I looked at you, I eared you, I just smelled you, I spend the last 20 minutes touching you » he said squeezing her back and thighs.
« Yep you’ve done it all. That’s a wrap » Romy said trying to get up feeling the tension raise a little higher than it already was.
« Come on you know one is missing. » Florian said just before pecking her neck briefly.
Romy didn’t remember when she started moaning. Was it when Florian was marking her with an hickey ? When his lips was on hers ? When his fingers grabbed the back of her head or found his way playing in her pantie ? She didn’t know. She didn’t care anymore. At least not at the moment.
Her heart was bitting so fast and Florian got her so wrap around his fingers that one of her hand was already teasing the growing bump between his legs.
Florian was on cloud nine seeing her willing to go further with him this time. It’s not like he was planning this to go this way, he didn’t even knew he was going to see her tonight. But the idea that there was no one between them now, letting them consume the need to be all over each other ? Chef’s kiss. He removed his right hand from her underwear and manage his fingers toward her plumped lips. Romy’s modesty was way too far now and she seductively wrap her mouth around his digits, tasting herself. Florian brain went numb a second thinking about all the things he could and would do to her, grabbed her chin before kissing her again-
« Ok girl now you need to get out that ki- « Natacha’s voice arrived at Romy’s ear, she jumped a little surprised and acting like child doing a bad thing « Oh okaaaaaaaaaaaay I’m out ! » she continued closing the door behind her.
Florian looked at Romy. She had her eyes closed and a little shy smirk on her lips.
« You know closing you eyes ain’t going to make you disappear right ? » he asked making fun of her after fews seconds dropped
Romy wanted to tell him to shut up but she just re opened her eyes chuckling. She met back Florian’s sparkling eyes. He was smirking too, slowly getting back to earth before giving her an hungry lick in on her neck sweet spot. There she was again letting pathetic sound escape her mouth. It wasn’t a big deal, she knew she could count on Natacha, and she was missing the feeling of his lips was already. Fuck Patricia, fuck trying to save apparences and fuck the old version of her. She got a taste of what she been craving for and now she was addicted.
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Florian couldn’t really focused on the conversation his friends were having.
Since him and five of his close friends stepped into the fancy restaurant, his mind was caught by the voice he was earing. Whenever the waiter asked them for the booking’s name, took their coat or show them the decorated table, Florian’s eyes were desesperatly looking for the source of the mesmerizing sound.
It was a very important weekend for him. With all the things going on in their different lives, boys wanted to keep their bond tight with these kinds of moment. It was refreshing and so warm to have advices from people who really love you and wanted the best without judging. Florian wanted to be the best friend for those people and even if the conversation was light, being a good listener was part of the job.
But she kept singing. And he finally saw her.
By any miracle, the boy’s table was placed few feet by the little stage the restaurant installed for the month’s performer.
« Do you want to take the bench seat ? » Masias asked him noticing the sparkle in his eyes looking at the woman.
« Yea, I will take it. » Florian answered blinking slowly coming back to earth.
His hands were damp when he opened the button of his tux before seating down and finally taking a good sight of the singer.
What hit him first was her hair. They were deep jet black and weavy with some kinky texture. It seemed so fluffy and spotting lights from the restaurant made them even shiny. The volume of her hair was definitely catching eyes in this area of Europe but Florian was quickly interested in other things.
The woman was dress in a black corset dress which gave her a very gracious figure. The lack of any straps also gave her a clear neck were was standing three thin gold necklace.
« Bruder you will turn to rock if you stare too much, you want a picture or something ? » Tuncay said to Florian patting his shoulder before lightly laughing with the rest of the table.
Florian chuckled a little before passing his hands on his full beard trying to suppress the fact that his was blushing.
« She got a good voice. » Florian tried to simply replied
« And she’s kind of good looking too it’s ok you can admit it »
Boys continued to tease Florian for few minutes before going back to the initial conversation. But Florian head was still not into it. In fact, he wanted to correct his friends, to him she was breath taking.
And he stayed on his word even after he really looked at her face. Her lips were paint with light brown gloss and her nose was pierced with a tiny diamond. His heart started to speed when he finally saw her eyes.
The make up on them was very minimalist but what surprise Florian was the vertical scar on her left eye who seemed blind by the lack of colour. How couldn’t he saw that in the first place ? He was so focus on other elements like her cleavage, her milky nails or the shape of her hips that he hadn’t really paid attention to her beautiful face.
He took a sip of water beating his own ass, that’s probably why he was single.
-.-.-
« Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for this evening, I am Valentina Wolves and I was accompanied by the TDC band. This is the last song of the evening. I wish you a lovely night in Budapest. »
Florian finally reach to participate to the conversation during dinner, but his heart stoped when he eared her talk. She had a very silky voice but at the same time more deep than any woman Florian ever met. His hands had a brain on their own and grabbed his phone before nothing her name on his notes.
All night, Florian tried to make eye contact with Valentina, but she wasn’t looking back at him. Actually she wasn’t looking at anybody. She was lost in her own bubble, felling every words of the song she performed tonight. Realizing that it will be the last time he will saw her, Florian rose his eyes when he finally saw her looking back to him.
« Cause people come and go,
But I think you should know,
That I think this will work. »
And in a second he felt warm inside. Like something was missing for a very long time and was finally fulfilled.
-.-.-
Plates were removed from the table, coffee was drinked and the bill was paid. Boys were ready to head to a little night hooka to end the night, but Florian felt like he needed to use the restroom before going. He knew too well how much the cold weather was a trap for his tiny bladder.
He followed the directions and end up in a small corridor full of mirrors when he slowly cross someone. With the strong liquor he had that night, the information got slowly to his brain before he turned back with big eyes.
For the happiness of his heart, the singer turned back just like him, look back to his eyes with a shy smile. Words fumble in Florian’s mouth who didn’t know where to start but definitely needed to say something.
« Please forgive me, did I bumped you ? »
He asked touching very slightly her arm
« No you didn’t. It’s ok. » she replied in a very calm voice trying to reassure him.
« Your voice is breath taking, you really gave soul to the restaurant tonight. » Florian said after long seconds of silence. He couldn’t remove his hands from the smooth skin, just not yet.
« Thank you so much » Valentina whispered, Florian could see the excitement in her eyes « it means a lot to me, really » she continued with frowned eyebrows.
Someone needed to pass through the corridor so the next compliments Florian gave her was kind of cut while they stayed close to a wall and made his hands fall from her arm to her hands.
« Are you from here ? » she asked slowly looking up at his features
« Do you mean Budapest ? » Florian tried to understand before Valentina noded. « No I’m on weekend with some friends.»
« Oh alright. » she answered looking at their holding hands and caressing a second his fingers « Well thank you for your kind words and enjoy your weekend in Budapest » Valentina said taking few steps back finally breaking the touch.
Her hands didn’t have the time to reach to her initial place that Florian took it back, delicately but in a very fast movement and bringing her closer to him « Wait Misses Wolves- »
She was a little take back from that act but started chuckling a little. « Please call me V.»
-.-.-
Florian entered in the cozy and warm appartement just after Valentina. After the improvised night walk trough de old town and some of the hot spot, she noticed Florian hands were ready to turn blue and couldn’t imagine the gentleman making a end to night because of the weather.
He had enough audacity to ask her out earlier so she fight with her caution and propose him to discover where she lived.
The conversation the had while Valentina heels clacked on the parlement floor was priceless. Florian really could have listen to her for hours but she kept reminding him to tell her more about his self.
And he opened up. Like he never did before with a stranger.
« Welcome in the beast’s lair. » Valentina told him before asking him to make his self home « Please sit » she said showing the burgundy sofa before disappearing in a room.
Florian took this time to take a deep breath and let the cinnamon smell reach down his lungs. His eyes crossed the mural clock when he realized it was already 4AM. He didn’t felt like 3 hours passed spending time with V.
« May I offer you a coffee ? » she asked him back in the living room with a lighter. Valentina took the candle placed in the middle of the glass low table and light it up.
« You could save my life doing that » Florian answered with a big smile
« Save your life ? » she asked him back with a tiny laugh in her voice and offering him her hand.
« Mh mh. » he grabbed her hand and follow her through the kitchen. He stay behind her and took the opportunity to slightly touch her waist. She lost few feet. That when he realized she had dropped her heels for house shoes covered in black fur.
Valentina took a ceramic white cup in one of the cabinet, put it in the counter before handing him an aluminum capsule and showing him the silver coffee machine.
« So you will be sure I do not put anything in your drink. » she said with a side smile
« For what, like abusing me ? » he asked trying to be sure he understood the joke while processing to launch his drink
« Maybe » Valentina answered putting her back toward the cabinet
« You wouldn’t need it. » he whispered still looking at the empty cup. And the only sound left in the appartement was the coffee pouring itself.
-.-.
Valentina couldn’t really remember for how long they were kissing in the kitchen.
But one thing was for sure, this type of hot make out wasn’t in her daily habits for a minute now and damn it was intoxicating.
He was intoxicating. The level of pleasure he was giving her was illegal at this step. She felt like it was the first time a man touched her that way and she didn’t want it to have an end.
Florian was already too lost in his own pleasure to got that far with the woman who kept his attention since the night’s beginning. He was taking his time devouring her sweet spot in her neck when he felt her move on his knees and eared a zip. Valentina stood up and freed her body for the corset dress. She didn’t have the time to went back on Florian knees that he stood up and sat her down the kitchen table.
She watched him gave a horny lick to one of her nipple while removing slowly his jacket, putting it whenever he want and grabbing the edge of her thong. Her head felt back feeling the fabric going up her legs.
Him moaning trough her walls.
Earrings his pathetic sound while having him in her mouth.
The look he gave her before finally feel her.
The grab on her hips when needed to pick up the pace.
Looking at their reflection trough the enormous bedroom mirror.
The feel of his hair on his chest.
The wetness of wis tongue entering her mouth.
The firmness of his hands grabbing her ass cheeks.
His wet mouth close to her ear.
His deep voice telling her to let go.
Valentina grabbed softly her silk sheet having pictures of the night while slowly waking up. She couldn’t really remember if her mind had making up all these images but she felt a certain smell on the other side of the bed and damn it was enough to remind her how much it was real.
Her heart speed up remembering all the exciting feeling she felt fews hours ago but it dropped down faster.
He was probably already gone. It’s not like she thought he would stay forever but.
« It was a great night stop, don’t go this way » she spoke up to herself
« What did you say ? » a voice came from the living room
Valentina eyes grew big realizing she was not alone as she thought. She jumped out the bed and put on her dressing gown before slowly exiting the bedroom.
Florian was standing in the kitchen near the table and ending the coffee he launch few minutes ago. A needed to go back to the boys, it’s was already near 10Am and they had things planned. As much as he would love to stay little longer he couldn’t let boyz without info for this long.
« Good morning V. » he said putting his phone in his pocket and finally taking a sight of her.
She replied a simple hi with her signature side smile before lean against the wall.
« Did you sleep well ? » he said putting on his coat with a little embarrassed thought. He didn’t want her to think he couldn’t wait to leave her
« Mh mh » she simply replied her smile getting bigger thinking of the previous night but understanding he wasn’t staying
« Mh mh ? » Florian said back also thinking about all the things she had done to him and finally facing her ongle few millimeters separating them
« Sir, you did understand me. » she said chuckling
Florian took back the hand he braved the night before and looked at it long second before start speaking
« I got to go / You should go » they said at the same time before their eyes caught a last time.
During long minutes, they stayed in each other arms enjoying the smell and the warmth of their body, not really sure how and when they could do that again.
« I wrote you down my number on a sheet on the kitchen table » Florian said grabbing her chin and lifting it up a little before kissing her forehead.
She nod and removed her embrace to the tall men before he directed himself toward the door.
« Text me alright ? » he said leaving her and closing the door without a last look, understand him, his own heart was heavy.
« I will. »
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« For he has not despised my cries of deep despair. He’s my first responder to my sufferings, and he didn’t look the other way when I was in pain. He was there all the time, listening to the song of the afflicted »
Prayers resonated in the heart of the magnificent building. On his knees Florian took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of the particular incense that the church man just turned on before he took Gemma’s hand. His wife was on his side, like she always was.
Together, they confessed their deepest needs, fears and hopes to the only one who could really help them. They need him more than ever since the death of their newborn baby boy, Lloyd Vassili Munteanu. He was a stillborn, and for Florian and Gemma there was nothing more hurtful that coming home with empty hands.
It’s been the hardest test of their lives and of their faith. Fortunately the couple has never been so solid and so close to each others. They were their mutal rock, allowing them to be vunerable and go through every step of the grief. Being two very spiritual person, they put god in the center of their healing.
So every sunday since 8 months now, they had they own routine for that special day. They start with church, the earliest session so they don’t have to confront children. It was still hard them. Then they visit Lloyd, making sure his grave was clean and flowered. Florian wanted to stop visiting his son every Sunday, it was hard for him. It was like he had to live that tragic lost again and again. Llyod will always be with him but it felt like the pain will never go away.
For Gemma it was a bit different, she still felt highly guilty. Some how, she always thought things could have go another way if she could have done anything different. She felt like death was by her side every single minute. For her it was like she failed her only task and give up on her son. That’s why she didn’t want to miss one Sunday to visit him. Sometimes, when she felt she need to, she also goes see him during the week.
When Florian asked her if he could stayed home one Sunday, which took him all the courage he had to say it out loud, Gemma was kind of surprised. But she understood and decided to go anyway. Usually she was not crying before being in front of his grave. But this time she had to stop on the road at the halfway. Gemma was collapsing. For Florian, the feeling of letting his wife facing his son alone was worst than what he felt in front of him. So he decided to stay by her side as long as she needed. They got to going through that together.
The next step was lunch with Florian’s parents. Gemma made sure she always wears something wide because of all the food she was going to eat that day. Her heart was full of warmth when she was near her in-laws. They was so kind and caring with her, just like her husband.
When the couple arrive in Gemma’s family, the rythme is more animated due to the bigger family, the music and all the interactions flowing between the different room. Florian loved being in that place. His mother in law never passed a chance to made him laugh and every single person made sure he was alright.
It’s usually around 7pm when they finally arrived at their own home. They don’t even think about food at that time, they just want to go take a shower and crash in each other arms in the couch or in their bed so they could get mentally ready for the next week.
Florian let his wife went first to the shower and followed when she was done. He let the warm water run on his muscular body and his mind go whatever it wants. He had to turn the water cold few times, trying to make go away his langering erection. Sex was not the main topic of the couple for few months. For him it’s not that he didn’t want it, but whenever he watched Gemma and saw her sight, limp and kind of empty, he didn’t want to bother her with « that ». Usually he could have take care of that need quickly but it felt like it would have not be enough for tonight. For Gemma it’s another story.
After their lost, sex was definitely not on her mind. But few month ago, she felt on a scene in a movie that light the fire again. And in a second she felt deeply ashamed about how she neglected that topic of her marriage. She knew Florian was a understanding partner, but she just lost a baby, she didn’t want to lost her husband. How was Florian feeling about that ? Was he still into her ? Was he taking care of his sexual need with another woman ? Was he going to divorce ? The list of her questions kept going and in less than 5 minutes her horniness turned into big grey cloud that took her at least two weeks to get rid of. She tried to touched herself few times after that, Gemma was slowly getting into it again.
When Florian took down the stairs to join Gemma he had to look for her during few minutes. A particular smell made him go to the patio where he finally find her. He had to take a second to enjoy what he was seeing. She was sitting on the exterior couch with her beautiful and moisturized legs crossed, her back lazily stick to the furniture and a blunt in her hand.
Gemma was wearing that silky mini night dress that made her husband go crazy in so many times. She knew it was his favorite. He already told her so many times. So when Florian used to saw her in that dress, he was without any restraint. There was something about the contrat between the deepness of the black fabric and the glow of her skin, something about the way her breast without any bra was moving freely, something about that slit on her left thigh.
When Gemma noticed that her husband had join her and was gazing she had to call him few times to get him back to hearth. He palmed and reajusted himself before he seated next to her and pointed that she was not waiting for him anymore to get into a little session in a light tone. She giggled before her breath got trapped in her throat when Florian grabbed her thighs and put them on his own. The hair of her body immediately raised at the contact. She coughed few times before passing the blunt to her husband and look at him taking his first blow.
« Im so grateful to have you in my life » she whispered swiping a big single tear in her cheek.
Florian look at her and swiped his free thumb on her cheek just after her, making sure to dry her cheek. « I told you not to smoke that when you are not feeling well my love ».
« I am good babe. I swear. It’s just that-« her words started to fumbled and she realized she was crying but not feeling sad. Florian was watching her closely, kind of used to that type of reaction coming from her, she was an emotional smoker. He liked that she could feel safe enough too smoke around him and that thought made him cracked a slight smirk.
« Stop making fun of me ! » Gemma said laughing through her cries and slightly slap his shoulder.
She took a deep breath and put her freshly turned locks in a ponytail while her husband continued to make sure tears were off her pretty face.
« What I wanted to say was » she started again but that statement made Florian laugh « babe ! »
« I’m sorry, I’m sorry my love » he said getting slowly back to his serious. He crashed the end of the blunt, put an arm behind Gemma’s back and his free hand back on her thigh « I’m listening mama. »
The motion made them closer and Gemma took the opportunity to softly palm the face of her husband before whispering him how much she was is love in him and how she was glad god sent him in her life.
Between all that confessed love, Florian made sure to cut her with kisses on her cheek, neck and lips. He took his time biting her lips, licking them slowly before sliding his tongue inside her mouth. He was so hard since he arrived on the patio but now it was just on another lever with the effect of the blunt. He felt like his verge had is own heartbeat and it was going crazy. It felt like is been ages since they haven’t make out like that and all the signs were showing a good way.
Gemma found herself straddling Florian in a second. It was always so easy for him to put her in the position he wanted. They kept on their heated kisses while his hand went through her mini dress looking for her panties. Florian’s brain went numb a second when he realized she wasn’t wearing any. Gemma’s jolted when her husband found her wetness and did not wait a second to play with. He made sure to be kind because he didn’t really knew how sensitive she could be after the healing of her episiotomy. He tried to not let his mind go in dark place and stayed focus on getting back on an healthy sex life with his wife. He had to try.
« You wanted daddy take care of you tonight, don’t you my love ? » he asked before licking her neck.
Gemma nodded vigorously, not able to form a proper answer because of so many elements: his fingers, his lips, his voice, his bulge, her body was on fire.
—-
Florian had to trapped the back of both of Gemma’s thighs to not let her crash his head and achieve his goal. He wanted to make her fall apart. He knew that he needed to make her remember how good it could be. At that time, he only ate her and she was a mess. But it wasn’t enough, he wanted to ruin her. And he knew exactly what to do for that.
Gemma wasn’t into fast partners, she need time to reach her peak and enjoying everything she could feel. She didn’t know how, but with Florian it’s was so good since day one. He was gifted not only with a big big, but also a wide tongue and damn it mattered for his wife. The way he was invested when it comes to her pleasure, the way his tongue was playing with her clit and wetness in a slow and steady pace. One day she thought her heart stop beating when Florian told her « I want you to make me eat your pussy ». That man knew how to make his way to her heart and other places.
He let her take few deep breaths before he went on top of her and put her legs on his shoulders.
During many seconds after that, the sounds in the room was Florian’s moaning and the wet sound of him, going in and out of Gemma. The feel of the intrusion knocked the air out of her lungs and she cum again right after.
For Florian it was the heaven and hell at the same time. Heaven because he sure missed that connection with his wife. He love having her under him and make her lose her mind. Hell because he wanted to make that sensation last forever but the way she was gripping him, how wet she was and how milky she was turning his dick. He had to put a lot of effort to keep his composure.
When Gemma move her hand from his biceps to the back of his neck, he went back to French kiss her like she wanted and buried his dick deeper in her. That is when he felt a switch in the sound she was making
« Mhmh, that’s the spot mama ? Just right there «
« Baby, yes ! »
« Let it go mama. You gon let daddy cum with you ? Mhh deep in that pussy- fuck »
Florian didn’t get the chance to finish his next sentence that a clear liquid coming from his wife splashed between them. His thrusts became uncoordinated when Gemma trapped his body between her legs who were now sticked to his ribs. He swear he thought he went blind because of how hard he closed his eyes when he reach his high.
When they were both back to earth, they found the strength to get up change the sheets and go for a quick shower. Florian took the soap and make it foam before putting it on the point of his wife nose.
« I am grateful to have you in my life too my love ».
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This project do not belong to any of the long stories I have started, yea I know it’s a mess. I got this idea since few months and I’m writing v1 in one shot + trying to spot those mistakes at 1 in the morning, what’s wrong with me ?
« You’re still mad at me ? » Florian asked before taking a blow of his cigaret
She was.
« A little. But to be honest I’m glad you called. » Maya answered looking at the window.
Florian put his hand on one of her tight, near her knee and squeezed it a little.
« Well, like I told you last time, I’d like to apologize for what I said-
« I know -
« Let me finish » he finally crashed his cigaret in the cendar, passed his thick fingers on his eyebrows before finally looking at his girlfriend.
Since the two years they were together, they always managed to work things through their arguments.
« Look, I messed up, I’m sorry for what I have done and you know I would never say things to hurt you on purpose, it was super clumsy. »
Maya looked at him, listening closely every words he was saying. Indeed, telling his friends, while he was a little tipsy, that she was nothing but being full of drama lately, hurted her.
It was not totally false. They were at a moment of their relation where they were disagree on a lot of things. They had more arguments in the last 3 months than in their entire relation.
But for Maya those things were private. It was between him and her. She managed not to tell so much about her relationship to her friends. Maya didn’t want Florian to do the same with his friends, he could do whatever he wanted, he was a grown man. But at least he didn’t have to act like she was the bad guy.
She had her wrongs and so he did. It just that this situation was kind of, humiliating for her.
He apologized. And he heard out what she had to say. She needed to let it go.
« I’m sorry about being so stubborn lately. I don’t like arguing with you. And it is worse when it last for weeks. » she said squeezing softly his hand.
« Exactly. » he whispered looking at her and licking his lips
This voice. Maya felt her lashes go up and down quickly and her blood pressure raised up. It was not fair. She wondered if he could see her blush through her dark cheek. He was too much. She didn’t know if it was the outfit, the cologne or just the fact that she haven’t see him in a while, but she missed her man.
« I swear I wanted to talk to you earlier but I wanted to give you space and I was afraid you give me that look » he said pushing a braid out of her face.
« What look ? » Maya asked arching an eyebrow, a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
« The one who means « I’m ready to kill you if you don’t fix what you just said » he said miming her voice
« Oh my god » she chuckled « first of all I’m not even talking like that » Maya said laughing
« You are » he answered chuckling
« And second I could never kill you » Maya said grabbing his bearded chin With one hand
« Oh yeah ? » he told looking at her up and down. Her eyes couldn’t look at him so she chose to nod, looking at his lips.
« So you can give me that kiss I been craving for huh ? » he asked brushing his thumb on his own lips
Anticipation was killing him. He needed to feel his girlfriend’s lips. If it was only on him, he would already been all over her. The new little black dress she had on was definitely a good investment. The way her perfume fulfilled his car, the way she kept putting her blond braids behind her ear, and moreover the way she kept looking at him with those big brown eyes. Man. Those eyes were his weakness.
« Are there things you crave for ? Really ? « she said in a fake surprise tone and got closer to him
« Stop playing, you know I crave for you » Florian whispered back, getting himself closer to his girl.
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Window’s car were now steamy. The contrast between the cold weather of the dark night and the increasing temperature was affecting them. Jackets were removed. Neither Maya or Florian needed them anymore. The tall man was the first to take off the inessential coat. Maya was less fast to remove hers, not really sure to want what she was going to do.
But damn she missed him so much. She was taken in his storm and a little voice in her head was daring her to be more spontaneous in her relationship.
She was glad she decided to wear that particular dress for that ride talk. Now bouncing on her boyfriend’s lap in the back of his Mercedes, it was indeed a very smart choice.
A loud moan felt from Florian’s throat, Maya was literally fucking him tonight. The way she bounced on him with determination and with the perfect rhythm was driving him insane. He couldn’t lie, he was surprised she didn’t stopped him when he slipped his fingers in her soaked underwear. Usually Maya was more the type of woman who rather be intimate between closed doors. Right now it was another story.
Maya was rolling her hips into his, the sound flesh clapping his and the feel her juice dripping between his laps was making him see stars.
« Babe » he whispered as his head felt back on the headrest and his large hands gripped harder his girlfriend’s ass.
Maya remove her right hand from his shoulder and put it on his jaw before kissing him with eager.
She tried to tell him and how much she missed and love him, but all her sentences were turning invalid when he gripped her braids and started telling her naughty things. Maya made a mess shorly after listening all the dirty things her boyfriends told her and genuinely asked herself 2 questions. Why was she so turned on by degrading words ? And how Florian got this good at it ?
When he came from his high, Florian wrapped his arms around her torso, soothing her with caring kisses on her neck and cheeks.
Maya tried to catch her breath her arms wrapped around his neck, enjoying the feelings of his hair under nails
« I should piss you off more often » Florian said smiling.
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Obviously this project do not belong to any of the long stories I have started and plan to end one day (?) but it’s been in my files for ages 🤣
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