Love In Between
Chapter 41

His flat is just as I remember it when I brought him here a little drunk that night in July. Five months have passed since then, and things have changed too much between us. I’m now his girlfriend, I’ve just met his family, my father knows him, and with all this; the relationship seems to be quite formal. I admit that I didn’t expect this from us. Actually, on our second meeting we just wanted to have a good time and forget about everything. It’s amazing how things came together and seeing him here now, opening that bottle of Moscato for us to toast, makes me smile.

He pours it into the two glasses he has placed on the counter, and then walks towards me, looking me over from head to toe. It’s amazing the power in his gaze. It hypnotises me, makes me feel special, and always manages to make me nervous.

When he’s in front of me, he hands me one of the glasses and smiles, “To our first parties together. – He proposes and I smile.

-Because your family hasn’t rejected me. – I joke and with laughter we clink glasses to take a sip of this sweet wine.

He sets his glass aside and takes another step towards me. -I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you all day. This skirt you’re wearing is so distracting. – He comments and then bites his lips as he moves my hair to one side with one of his hands.

I don’t know how he does it, but every time he says something like that to me I feel like the sexiest woman in the world. It makes me want to go with him hand in hand to places I never imagined…. It makes me want to seduce him more and more every day.

I put my glass down next to his and put my hands on his shoulders. I smile triumphantly at him and slowly work my fingers up to tangle in his hair, “And you don’t know what I’m wearing underneath? – I say mischievously, and there are those l**t-filled green eyes locked on mine.

-My love, let’s set this flat on fire like the first night we spent together,” he whispers and slowly his lips come closer to my ear. -If you only knew how many nights I dreamt of the way I made love to you that night, if you had been in my mind, you would have realised that from that moment on I was already loving you without even knowing it,” he says, altering each and every one of my senses.

I want to answer him, I want to tell him that the same thing happened to me, but the way he starts touching me now doesn’t allow me to reason. His fingers are roaming the limited space of my skin that has been exposed between my boots and my skirt. Slowly, he slips his hand under my skirt to the back of my legs and begins to k**s me slowly. His tongue accesses my mouth and joins in a party with mine as his hand now caresses my a*s. He stops the k**s for a moment and smiles against my lips, “Lace? I like it,” he comments and bites my lips, driving me crazy.

We k**s again, and now it’s me who starts touching him. I slip my hands under his T-shirt and run my hands up his torso until the T-shirt is lifting up. I take it off, interrupting the k**s, and before I return to his lips, I k**s his neck, his shoulders.

I feel his hands leave my skin and go for the zip of the skirt. He pulls it down and makes the garment fall to my feet. She takes two steps back and looks at me carefully. -Take off your blouse,” he asks as he reaches for his belt and undoes it.

I do as he asks and the garment falls to the floor leaving me exposed to him in black lace lingerie and knee high boots. Gael unbuttons his trousers under my gaze and with the help of his feet removes his shoes and socks. He drops his trousers to the floor, and taking a step towards me, he removes all his clothes except for his boxer shorts.

He looks at me from head to toe and bites his lips, “You’re the most perfect landscape I’ve ever seen…. I’m a very lucky guy to have you as my girlfriend,” he says in that husky voice that kills me, and he threatens to k**s my lips, but before he does he kneels down in front of me.

I look at him expectantly and just when I think he’s going to take off my boots, he changes his mind. He starts kissing my belly with care, it tickles, but I love it. I tangle my fingers in his hair and he starts to slowly move down. I look up at him and it’s much more erotic…. He brings his hands to the end of my lacy lingerie and starts to slowly pull it down. He pulls my panties over my boots and takes them off. He looks into my eyes warning me of what’s to come and so his torture on my body begins. He’s an expert at it. He is killing me with pleasure and I can only let my m***s come out of me. He seems to be more aroused by this. It seems like it’s a challenge for him and he gets exactly what he’s looking for. He gets me to come in his mouth and boy does it make him happy.

He looks at me triumphantly when I can hardly think…. He stands up, returns to my mouth and the taste of my body mixed with the taste of his k****s is unimaginable…. His hands now remove my bra as I pull down his boxers and stop our k**s. -It’s my turn now,” I say menacingly, and as I’m about to bend over, he stops me.

-Tonight, I want everything to revolve around you. I want to kill you with pleasure… I want it all to be about you…” He says, and I have to take in what he’s told me.

His urgent mouth comes back to mine and while he practically eats me with k****s, he makes us walk to his room. We bump into the furniture, the walls, but amidst k****s and laughter we reach our goal; his bed…. He places me on it, and then he positions himself on top of me. He runs his lips all over my body again, but this time he takes off my boots. He pulls it up in the air and goes back the same way until he reaches my lips. He k****s me, he digs his fingers into my body and when I’m about to come again; he stops. I look at him angrily and he smiles triumphantly….

I want to kill him, but I change my mind when he replaces his fingers with his body as he enters me. Every time I make love to him it’s like rediscovering something new in the subject…. We have so much skin… the sensations he makes me feel are infinite, but it all boils down to the explosion of our bodies and two words that every day that passes takes on more meaning between us – I love you – that’s what we say together when we can barely breathe.

I don’t know where our relationship will take us. I don’t know if we will end our lives together or one day our paths will part…. The only thing I know for sure is that I don’t think I can ever feel anything like what I feel when I’m with him with another.