Love In Between
Chapter 32

He’s really had good taste in his choice of food, not to mention the wine. I put my glass aside and stare at him in the same way he stares at me. -Can I ask what’s going on,” I ask curiously and he smiles.

-I’ve been staring at you because you really are a divine landscape to behold. I wonder how is it that I was lucky enough to find you being still single…” He expresses and bites his lips making me lose my mind.

-Well, I’ve told you before that it turned out that my ex had a wife and daughter…” I comment avoiding details. -Let’s just say that he’s been one of the supposedly most serious relationships I’ve ever had. – I explain and he denies.

-I still can’t believe he was such a jerk, although deep down I should thank him because otherwise you and I wouldn’t have met… or maybe we would have, who knows? – He comments and tries not to laugh at the way he analyses our meeting.

-Do you really want to talk about all that now? I don’t know if you remember, but a few hours ago you asked me to be your girlfriend; which means we’re supposedly in the happiest stage of our relationship,” I tell him smiling and he stands up to approach me.

Watching him walk half-naked towards me is a sight beyond any level of sensuality I’ve ever seen… It takes my breath away. He moves the chair with me still sitting in it, and brings his hands to either side of the backrest, cornering me as he leans in close. -I’m so sorry, my bride…” He says with a half-smile and leans in closer. -Sometimes I forget how different you are from the rest of the women I’ve met, and I shouldn’t, because that’s what I love most about you,” he says and then brushes his lips against mine.

-And how am I different from the others,” I ask him with great interest.

He rests his forehead on mine and stares at me, “You’re very intelligent, self-confident, extremely sensual… you know very well what you want and how you want it. I like that you like that I’m not the cheesiest man on the planet… you’re unique Serena, you and I can go very far together,” he says and I can’t resist the temptation to wrap my arms around his neck.

-And I like that you like me just the way I am…. You’re very special too, and I’m not saying that because of who you are. I mean you’re this perfect mix between a hot guy and the bad boy that women like. – I say cheekily and he laughs.

-Do you like bad boys,” he asks me softly.

“God… I feel like kissing him all the time…”?

-I like you,” I say and close the distance between our lips.

It’s the feel of him expertly kissing me that sends my whole body into a frenzy. His tongue invades my mouth with urgency, and I just let him do as he pleases. His hands slowly and calculatedly circle my form until they reach my thighs and grasp me to entangle my legs around him. He walks with me around the living room until he sits on the couch with me on top of him. He continues to k**s me and as he does so he caresses my whole body making me shudder.

-You drive me crazy love…” He says as he lifts up the shirt I’m wearing and then throws it on the floor. -I love you completely and you don’t know how many things I can imagine with you,” he says as he moves down my neck and I feel like I’m dying with every caress he gives me.

-You drive me crazy too… help me get this off you. – I say frustrated when I can’t get his boxers down and he laughs.

-I’ll help you…” He replies amused and gets up a little from the couch so I can pull down his underwear. -I have to go to the bedroom to get a condom. – He says agitated and I try to stay calm.

I don’t understand how he gets so crazy… I can’t handle what’s happening to me with him.

-Let’s go there then. – I propose and k**s him urgently, letting him know that I won’t be separated from him.

Words are redundant as we k**s each other on the way to the bedroom. Our lips, our hands, and our skin do the talking. It’s enough to fall back on the bed together to lose control again. It’s enough that we put words aside to say what hasn’t been invented in the dictionary. I know I should want to be the typical woman who asks him to go crazy just because of who he is, and who gets wrapped up in his fame as a businessman; but I prefer this Gael, one who lets me know everything he feels for me just by touching me. This one who tells me a thousand “I love yous” while he k****s every millimetre of my skin. Every time he moves in me in this special way that he does now, he makes me a promise of those that must be fulfilled, they are promises of what we can live together, and I want it to always be like that. I don’t want the perfect man that everyone thinks he is. I want this perfectly imperfect man who makes me lose all sense of time and space in his arms.