~Cali~
“How can I help?” Since I am defying all rational thought in my head, I might as well focus on something I really need as of this moment. Food, the actual food.
Standing beside him, I let my eyes wander on the not so messy state of my kitchen. There are three pans on the stove. One contains two Salmons with garlic and thyme. The smell of butter filled the air, I am one hundred percent sure it is present in all the pans. The second has sautéed onions, corn, green, yellow and red bell peppers, zucchini and yellow squash. It’s the exact picture of the succotash I had in mind. The third one has smashed potatoes he now tops with chopped mustard greens.
Hm, heaven.
“Lemons,” he nodded on the basket above the island. Reaching for it,
Playlist for tonight includes ;) Madison Beer - Toxic (Britney Spears Cover)
This chapter is R-18 (Seriously)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Cali~If it was possible, a gush of liquid pooled on my panties. I squirmed in my seat, excitement oozing in my blood at his words. I swallowed a huge chunk of air, an awkward laugh escaping my mouth. “W-what?”“You heard me, Princess,” he murmured. I looked into his eyes, dark abyss boring holes into my dazed green ones, probing, challenging.“Uhm…” speak, dammit! No one in this world rendered me speechless - much less have me stuttering - only him. “H-here? Now?”His thick brows quirked up, daring me to do as he pleased.“Yo
~Cali~I am not a screamer. I tried to keep everything down, but his tongue coupled with the sensation of his skilled lips made me forget all words synonymous to silence.My fingers rejoice as they thread through his golden locks. It’s something I had wanted to do since I saw him yesterday. I shamelessly ground myself on his mouth, my hips urging him to go faster. The sensation of his fingers fanned around my hip bone, keeping me down after he pulled me on the edge of the island had me whimpering. I can see stars, better yet, the universe on my closed eyelids.His tongue dived inside me, tasting me further and further, as my fingers clawed on his hair. “Gio…” I breathe, his guttural groan was my response.I was still sensitive from my first orgas
~Cali~Thinking about how much time is composing a day - eighty-six thousand four hundred seconds - is making me head hurt. It’ll take too much movement from that second’s hand in the silver wall clock of my living room to reach that third day. It’ll take that much time before I see him again.I survived the first set of twenty-four hours, almost on the brink of losing it. I did a lot of strenuous activities yesterday just to get him out of my mind.He’s been running the entire day inside my head, I wonder if he ever gets tired.I am exhausted though; I gave up on convincing myself that I don’t think about him. Because I do, I think about him every fucking second of the day since he left.I want
~Cali~“Everything alright?” Eddie is now aware of my stunned state. His hands that rested on my waist came up to cup my cheeks, crossing the line between respect and my personal space. “You look pale, Princess,” worried, pale blue eyes looked down at me. Eddie was only a few inches taller compared to my height, making it easier for me to see how worry clouds his face. “Are you feeling okay?”My throat was constricting, a huge boa constrictor seemed to find its way around my upper body, taking my means to breathe.I’m not even sure why I’m feeling like this. It’s not as if Gio and I are in a sort of relationship. But why does it feel like I am cheating on him with Eddie? Even with just accepting the drink, an uneasy sensation brewed in my belly.
~Cali~Under the rough wrap clasped around my knuckles and feet, sweat trickles and sips on my skin, yet I don’t mind feeling sticky.The undefeated kickboxing dummy swaying to and fro is making me look like a fool, mocking me.I exhaled, my muscles screaming for a second of rest. Closing my eyes, I heaved a calming sigh. Jab, straight right hand, right crescent, right spinning crescent kick. My arms, hips, legs and feet move with the right precision, yet my aim is slackening. Too tired, too exhausted.“If you don’t let your muscles breathe, you will lose the ability to walk,” someone, a man, spoke behind me.‘Fuck off’ I snarled - in my head - and continued with my combination, ignoring th
~Cali~ Eyes burning with flames of golden persistence are staring at me, taunting. “What I did was wrong, but you broke our terms.” I scoffed, “what terms?” I dropped my bag on the floor with a thud. Gio sighed. “Do I have to spell it out for you?” looking at me in exasperation. “I don’t share what’s mine, and you agreed to be mine.” This man really is impossible to deal with. I rolled my eyes with a huff, “the terms of this deal are fairly unclear to me, buddy. You own no one, and you don’t go punching people I talk to. This is one crazy agreement I shouldn’t have conceded to in the first place. Now leave me alone.” Gio groaned, “I can’t.” My eyes narrowed to slits, I almos
~Cali~“No gifts,” after taking that shower, Gio and I faced each other on the kitchen island once more. “We are not dating, this is just a companionship.”We are setting down the terms of our agreement. A business deal I never thought of having to handle before, never in my wild imagination.Gio hummed, “no dancing, kissing, touching other people while we’re together.”There was no paper or pen in front of us. Just Gio’s phone recording our conversation at the moment. There is no use in jotting things down. This deal will solely rely on our honesty with each other, something I am not used to. Trust should be earned, but given the circumstances and crazy ideas laid in front of me, I am willing to risk it.
~Cali~Gio’s body is a wall of meat under my arms. It didn’t cross my mind that I was squeezing too tight like I was squeezing a lemon for its juice.It is his fault, though. I refuse to hold on to him as I climb on his motorcycle earlier.“Hold on, Princess,” he mumbled, I didn’t have to see his face to know that he’s smiling. I can hear the laughter in his voice, as loud as the wild beating of my heart.“No,” I secured the helmet on my head, keeping a safe distance between our bodies. A scream so loud, I thought I broke my windpipe, came out of my throat when he brought the monster to life, roaring forward. My arms came around his body on instinct. “culo fastidioso,” I growled. (Annoying ass)