Adriana Lima 90s Novels & Stories

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

And they started dancing Kizomba lady style. "Oooh! I thought this was a workout. It looks like a dance showdown." "This is what Lila's definition of work out." "But she is good, and she makes me feel insecure with her big breast and peachy ass swaying like that." Adriana laughed. "I know, right! She makes you feel like you are flat as a table even if you are not." "Yeah, I hate to say that but yes." "That's why all ladies are intimidated by her. Not only she has a strong personality, but she also has the body that makes men's eyes pop and drools like a dog."

Dolores said, leading them toward the door. Arya exchanged a glance with Lima as they followed. "Say, Adriana," Dolores began, turning her attention to Arya. "I’ve never heard about you before. Lima never speaks of you... or anyone, for that matter." "I didn’t think you were interested in my relationships, mama," Lima said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Of course I am. What kind of mother would I be if I wasn’t?" Lima rolled her eyes again. "Who are your parents, Adriana?" Dolores asked.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.