"Hi, creature" I spoke with an air of embarrassment, not knowing how to greet you.We were strangers who abused an overwhelmed familiarity. We knew almost nothing about the other, and this was very evident to his eyes landing on me and a singing smile appeared on his lips. Apparently, he was as awkward as I was. However, there was a glow of fascination in his green irises. I felt flattered to realize that he seemed delighted to see me. It meant that all the hours of housekeeping had served for something, after all.Or that my hope about the special bath was not as illusory as it seemed."I think that way I'll never stop feeling like an Alien," he replied humorously, leaning over to kiss my cheek and his silky hair slipping against my face. So up close, as he straightened up to move away, I noticed that the strands of his unshaven beard were short and of a darker tone than his hair, almost the same medium brown as his eyebrows. I think at that moment my heart stopped for a thousandth o
“ Why? "I asked, tilting my head slightly. "Why were you interested in getting to know me?”" Why not? "He retorted, shrugging. "I'm not going to lie, I just sent the friend request on your Facebook because I thought you were very beautiful. So I wanted to talk to you more. To know how you came up in my friendship suggestions if you didn't have the location of the place where you live. I wanted to know why we had so many friends in common and we had never seen each other before. I mean, of course I recognized her from her work, but... I'm usually going around the city every day, making visits, following client projects, and you've never been anywhere. "Flynn gave me a quick look, as if he wanted to know if I was listening. When he realized that I was paying attention, he smiled. "I like challenges and mysteries, Tasha. And you've become the greatest of them.”A very strange feeling was dragging through my body, as if in a warning shock. Not that I considered Flynn a dangerous person.
We were now passing through large and square houses, from one of the most expensive condominiums in the city. In the big city, I was used to dealing with people who bragged about the amount of money in their accounts. So it was not new to me to know that the people of that neighborhood "even located in a forgotten city in the countryside" were the most superb and stupid of all the others. Flynn was happily telling me about the clients he had made in that region, and I pretended to pay attention, mentally noting that the best way to convince him of some genuine interest would be to massage his ego, letting him tell about his work and his career. Flynn was no different from any man, after all."This was the house where a father murdered his son and killed himself soon after," he said out of nowhere, and I was scared, because I really wasn't paying attention to anything he said. "I'm sorry to talk about something so heavy.”I took a look at the house. She was covered by the shadows of a
It took me a while to accept his outstretched palm, because I wanted him to realize that I was afraid to follow him. However, as soon as I accepted, he crossed his fingers against mine and guided me to the edge of the street, where a few trees stood above the whole city. It was not the top of a mountain, because in that city there were very few high places, however, the vegetation rose on one side of the ravine, so that the street was so steep that it was impossible that anything could climb on the side without asphalt, even large animals. Flynn took me through the trees, passing the curb and taking small steps to the edge of the hill. It was really a kind of refuge.From that point it was possible to see all the lights of the city on, even up there there was only a single lamppost, allowing darkness to exist only among the trees. And more than that, the sky above us seemed infinitely clean and carved by an artist. The velvety night was covered with stars, and the full moon shone with
Flynn touched one of his elbows to his knees, tilted his body forward, in order to touch the side of his face in his hand, and his hair slid smoothly as he studied me."What is your analysis of me?”I watched him.I knew he was a rich man who tried at all costs to fit into a basic and normal life. I knew he had a heart hurt by the end of the marriage and couldn't find someone who represented more than his ex-wife. I knew that he had only called me to that meeting because I didn't believe that there was anyone in the world to support the bizarre things he found interesting, and that he could believe in even stranger and more alarming things. I knew everything about him. I just still couldn't get his blood type because I didn't know which doctor he was going to. Still, I made an effort to pretend that I knew nothing, or that I had just attacked the superficial of what he was telling me that night. Because I didn't want him to run away. I still had to have him in my hands until he realiz
"Are you cold? " asked Flynn in a protective and worried way. "If you want, we can go back to the car."No, no..." I murmured, shrinking absent-mindedly. "I don't feel cold. Everything is fine.”As if to provoke me or show Flynn that I wasn't being so sincere in everything I said, another night breeze passed us, giving me goosebumps so much that it was difficult to contain the cold panting. He leaned even more against me, and I had a strange feeling. I didn't remember feeling as numb as at that moment, when I received your contact in a promise to bring your warmth to mine. I raised my eyes to Flynn, and noticed that his gaze went down to my half-open lips, and that the hands he held on his lap were moving nervously, as if he was itchy from the desire to touch me.The aura between us that had previously been of an almost flooded embarrassment, was now purely loaded with desires never confessed. I didn't want to admit it, but from the first moment of our message conversations, I felt th
My lips touched his and, while holding against his shoulders, I noticed that he was losing more than he no longer had of self-control from the moment his eyes met mine for the first time, when I spent his shopping at the supermarket, and his intense look and kind and polite expression convinced me that he was the ideal character for any romance.Despite denying to the end that I would also be giving myself on a tray for the feelings and contrasting sensations of my body, it was undeniable that I had become an anxious mass of disconnected sensations under his warm and wide hand that rose to pick up my hair, in the direction of the nape of my neck. I became lascivious and wild, under his strong and big body against me, as he pulled me to meet him, desperately trying to turn our bodies into one through that kiss. And when I let myself be taken to him, his smell that intoxicated me like an animal that has plans to swallow its live prey.I was completely affected by the way your lips moved
And my supplication must have burst some barrier that he still erected against me, because he again captured my lips in his, kissing me with such a desire that I could no longer contain myself in my own bank. I let him hold me in his arms and take me to his own bench, thanking him for the high truck to give me enough space not to hit his head as I approached his lap. Flynn held my ass, spreading his hands, as he dragged me as close as our bodies allowed. I was already more than wet and ready for him, feeling his hands squeezing my ass as they did, and his lips taking everything from me, I didn't feel more than prepared to receive him.I didn't even remember if I was still wearing panties, or if she had disappeared in the middle of so much humidity, but I remember perfectly how hard and prepared Flynn looked when I finally sat where I should. We both panted against the kiss, feeling that our bodies had given themselves totally and much faster than our hearts. He pulled one of his hands