Colin Firth - will he save me?

A night to remember

The award ceremony passes me like in a frenzy. Again and again I think of Colin's touches and his comment about the wedding. The cheeky grin he showed. This man moves something in me. Category by category is awarded, I just get that the BAFTA for the best leading actress goes to a colleague. Although I would have loved to win this award, I don't care at that moment. I'm thinking all the time about whether I'm going to see Colin after the show and what I want to say to him. Is he thinking  the same or was I really just a nice flirt for him? I don't have time to really figure it out. Gery storms towards me after the award ceremony and says we have to leave quickly, we have an invitation to an after-show party.

My best friend has just had a separation, so I hang myself with him laughing. Colin is forgotten for a moment.  It turns out that said party takes place in the house of Emma Thompson. She has really only invited a handful of colleagues. In the background there is quiet music, the atmosphere is cheerful and relaxed.

I grab a glass of wine and head out onto the terrace to get some fresh air. Before I even see him, I can feel him standing behind me. Colin whispers in my ear: "I would have liked you to win. You deserved it. You were fantastic". I close my eyes and lean against him: "You saw the movie?". Colin: "Yeah, and I've enjoyed every second of it". We both stand still for a while. I know that he must feel my bum through the thin dress. He doesn't say anything as I lean closer to him. God what I would give if he touched me with his hands, but he lets them hang casually on the side. This silent ignorance on his part triggers a deep desire in me. I feel that I want this man. Cost what it may. My breathing is getting harder. As if he felt it, he rests his chin on my shoulder and turns his head slightly so that I can feel his breath on my neck.

"What are you doing with me?" He replies "what would you like me to do with you?"The timing couldn't be better and Stanley comes to us. Colin tries to explain to his friend that he just wanted to warm me. But Stanley gives us a knowing smile. Actually, I should be grateful to him for interrupting this situation. Who knows what else would have happened.

 As the evening progresses, I notice that the alcohol is slowly rising to my head, normally I don't drink much, or only very irregularly. I lost sight of Colin a bit after our interlude on the terrace, so I decide that it's time for me to leave. I say goodbye to Emma and Christoph, who are engrossed in a deep discussion about Sigmund Freud - this is not a topic I want to talk about at this time of day - and make my way outside to call me a taxi. When I want to open the door, I am held back by the shoulder. Colin - who else. He doesn't say anything. He just looks at me. He reaches for my hand again - just as he did on the steps. Colin accompanies me to the door and calls a taxi for us. When one of them stops in front of the house, he opens the door for me and to my surprise he gets in with me. After giving the driver my address, Colin turns to me and says "you know what will happen now?" and smiles the most stunning smile I've ever seen. 

 When we arrive at my house there is no stopping it. Suddenly his hands are all over my body. He pushes me against the front door "do we have to be quiet?". "No" I reply, "Matilda is sleeping away". This man knows exactly what he wants. He doesn't hesitate for a second and opens the zipper of my dress. When I finally only stand in front of him in my panties and bra, he lets out a deep sigh. He presses against me. His excitement can be clearly felt. I take his head between my hands, he smiles at me. I gently feel his lips on mine. We kiss very carefully. But at some point I feel the urge to shove my tongue into his mouth, tease his tongue with mine. We let our tongues dance with each other. Somehow we manage to get into the bedroom, where I finally open his pants. When I let my hand wander to his best piece, he moans with pleasure. He opens my bra and pushes my panties to one side. His right hand wanders up my thigh to my most sensitive spot, while his left hand tightly encloses my chest. "Fuck me" I moan in his ear. And that's exactly what he does. He lays me back on the bed and immediately lies down on me. When he penetrates me, he proceeds very carefully at first. He gives me time to get used to him. I press my pelvis against him, can hardly wait for it to finally happen. Colin fucks me slowly but firmly, it almost drives me crazy. When he lets his thumb stroke my clitoris I know exactly what he wants and I give it to him: I explode under him with pleasure. My thighs are shaking after this incredible orgasm, which seems to turn Colin on. He finally takes what he wants and climaxes within a few seconds. I can feel his penis pulsing inside me and I wish we could stay like this forever. Colin cradles me in his arms repeatedly showering me with gentle kisses. We don't talk, we just lie tightly embraced and caress each other. That night we sleep together twice more. Not as wild as the first time, but every time it happens full of passion and intensity. 

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