Heavens! I'm about to forget about the class and grab Harper in my arms, slap her against the wall and… God! I want so much to hold her, kiss her... to remember again how good it feels to taste her delicious lips, feel that soft skin...
But thank heavens I manage to suppress my inordinate desire to act like a primitive animal.
Seeing her moving the way she does, even if a little clumsy and inexperienced, gives me a very pleasant sensation. And seeing how the sweat covers part of her chest and face, is... simply an aphrodisiac for my senses. Recurring images of her panting and sweating, at the same time riding on me, makes me lose the little concentration that I have managed to gather since I saw her among all those present.
There is nothing in this world that I want more than to make her mine again, I think. I force myself to stop looking at her, or else I'm going to end up with a huge erection between my pants.
I play the role of instruc
Before opening the door, he makes sure no one sees him. Acting on instinct, because reason, sanity, good sense, and anything like that, have been tied to the treadmill. He looks around and makes sure there is no one else besides his tender victim. He locks the door, once the perimeter is secured. He hears the shower water running. A Machiavellian smile peeks out on her lips.“Lara?”Harper's voice echoes through the room. “Could you please pass me the soap? I put it on the bench, next to the bag.”A gentle click tells him that the plastic door is unlocked. He rubs his hands maliciously and savors the moment.Daniel is a first-rate shameless, lacking in modesty, so he doesn't think twice when taking off his clothes. He's used to doing it. Shower sex scenes are a cliché in adult cinema. However, with Harper it is a risk, as he has no idea how she will react to his daringness.The plan is simple, he has done it before and
I blink repeatedly and try to take in what just happened, as he walks away. Oh my! My heart hasn't stopped beating like crazy since I saw it. An immense smile is drawn on my lips, when I realize that I can still feel Daniel's hands on my skin, his breath on my neck, his kisses on my mouth...I can't help but sigh.“Fuck!” Lara's voice makes me wake up. I turn to see her. “The thing is more serious than I thought.”“What?” I frown. “What are you talking about?”“You're madly in love with that man.”Her gaze points in the direction of the door where Daniel just left.“Stop saying that. I do not…”“Yes, yes, yes,”she slaps the air, “whatever you say.”“And if I am, it's never going to work,”I just mutter.“What?” Lara narrows her eyes. “Why do you say that?” My friend looks at
It's almost nine at night and I'm free now. It has been quite a hectic day. Oh yes! After Isaac, I attended to Leslie, followed by Paul, to finish with Tom. Four out of five clients. Not bad.I feel very exhausted and all I want is to go home, take a hot bath in the tub and go to sleep until tomorrow, but instead my destiny is different.I grip my hands on the wheel of my car and start tapping my fingers gently, following the rhythm of the music. I smile like a fool when I realize what song it is. It's not the kind of music I would normally listen to, but for some strange reason, I really want to hear it. My heart races and the face of a certain little person appears in my mind.The club isn't the best place to find a loverSo the bar is where I goMe and my friends at the table doing shotsDrinking fast and then we talk slowCome over and start up a conversation with just
I think I've lost my sanity. I can't stop thinking about him. It has gotten so deep inside me that at times I doubt my sanity is optimal. How is it possible that I feel something so intense for a person I hardly know? I can't believe this is all real!Daniel came into my life to revolutionize my world, he is the only absolute truth that I can assimilate. I have never felt anything like what he makes me feel. And I'm terrified...very terrified.Who is Daniel? How does he make a living? What does he do in his free time? What is his favorite food? He is a mystery to me!And even so, I can't stop thinking about him.Daniel Ansdell. I repeat his name once more.Who are you, Daniel?The question reappears in my mind. Why do I feel so much for you? Why can't I stop thinking about you for a single second?"I hope to see you soon, beautiful."I remember his words and I can't help but wonder: Is it normal f
Harper has become a beautiful distraction. Thanks to her, all the stress about the opening of my restaurant has taken a back seat. Her mere memory makes me smile like a fool.Today was also a very exhausting day, with the difference that it was not as fun as yesterday.I haven't seen her today, and I couldn't stop thinking about her, not for a single second. Thinking of Harper no longer causes me despair, quite the opposite, I love that she is the owner of my thoughts!I finish buttoning my shirt and check my hair again in front of the mirror. I apply some lotion and put on my leather jacket. Ready to go in search of the woman who has turned me into a stupid lover! I am no longer ashamed or afraid to admit it. I am hopelessly in love with a woman whose name I hardly know, who has a little brother named Henry, who is the heir to a gas station, where she works, who has a crazy friend named Lara, who is not very skilled at Pilates, and she has a heart-shaped mole o
Daniel is a charming man. That does not need to be clarified, because he has made it clear to me from day one. He hasn't stopped telling jokes and making me laugh, since we got to his house. I'm sitting on an island counter, in the middle of his beautiful kitchen, while he cooks dinner.“Are you sure you don't want me to give you a hand?”I ask him again, while I caress Dante's head on my lap.“Sure.”He smirks and continues to cut the tomatoes into chunks. “Also, dog hair is not included in the recipe,” he jokes.I stick my tongue out at him.“That's what soap and water exist for,”I reply, imitating his mocking tone. “Did you know that there is something called ‘washing your hands’?"He laughs.“Normally, I help my mother cook,”I shrug. “Here, sitting doing nothing, I can't help but feel like a useless person.” I wince with my mou
I hate cliches. I really hate them. However, at this moment, I feel that I am living inside one. I, a man who have never fallen in love, who have lived all my life freely, without ties of any kind, enjoying good sex with beautiful ladies. A complete Casanova in so much that I have fled from commitment since I can remember! Reduced to this, feeling so fragile and so exposed, hanging by a thread, and about to lose my mind for a woman (if I have not already lost her).I can't help but look at her and feel my heart race. I smile like an idiot I know I have everything to lose.I look at the woman lying next to me and I can't help but think that she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.“What are you thinking about?” Her voice takes me out of my thoughts.“I think of how beautiful you are,”I answer simply.She smiles broadly and I can tell a certain blush creep up on her cheeks. I smile too. I love seeing her like th
He parks the car and looks at the digital clock in the center of the dashboard of the car, the one that says seven twenty-three in the morning. He turns his head to the right and smiles. She loves to admire that beautiful face.“Thank you very much, Daniel. You shouldn't have bothered,”Harper tells him.“It's not a bother, precious.”He reaches out and caresses her cheek. “It's the least I can do for my girlfriend.” The last word is said very mischievously.Harper blushes and smiles nervously. It will take some time for her to come to terms with the idea that she is no longer single. It will take him a bit to get used to, too, but for now, he really enjoys watching her blush.“I can wait for you to change and take you to work,”he says.“Would you do that for me?” From the way she says it, Daniel senses that she is very surprised.“You really ask?”h