'When I left your hotel yesterday I drove to my father's grave. I needed to speak to him. He has been my biggest support, my rock throughout my life and career. I lost him too young, I lost too many people, too young. But I can say that my dad was there when I needed him the most. I want to be there for James too. In whatever way I can. I understand why you did what you did, by not telling me. Looking back I don't even recognize myself, to be honest. Loosing you made me ruthless, emotionless and for better of for worst, it made me a world champion. But now that I know what I know, what's the point of the awards, if I can't share it with the people I want to share it with? And it turns out that I want to share it with you, and him. I want to share it with him. From the moment you told me about him, I have felt an attachment to him, like he is the missing piece, like I've been waiting for him to come and complete me. Funny enough, he may be the piece but turns out you're the glue. And I need you too. So, what I'm trying to say is that, if you let me, I would like to meet our son and I would like us to try again, if you're willing to.' - I tell her with tears in my eyes. She is looking at me with those understanding eyes that calm me down. I have said what I wanted to say and it's now up to her.
She gets up, moves towards me, crouches down in front of me, holds my face in-between her hands, kisses one of my tears rolling down my cheek and kisses my lips after. Something comes over me and I get myself and her up, without unlocking my lips from hers, I direct us to the bedroom. I start taking her dress off, she starts unzipping my trousers, takes my polo shirt, I take off my shoes, she takes off her heels, I get rid of the dress, I unhook her bra, she pulls my briefs down, I pull her panties off and we get to the bed. She throws me on the bed and majestically places herself on top of me. 'Do you want to use a condom?' - she asks me. 'That's a bit too late for that now' - I tell her and we both laugh.
I've been ready since the moment her lips kissed mine on the couch. She is ready too and slides me inside her so naturally and we both gasp. This is where we need to be. She rocks me back and forth. She is a goddess surfing me and all I can do is appreciate this sight. I can't believe I couldn't remember her for a year. How could I ever forget her. I still remember every inch of her skin, every curve of her body.
The night goes on forever and so do we. All these climaxes were years in waiting. They have been freed from the moment she kissed me. All those feelings I had for her seven years ago come crashing. I love her. I have loved her from the moment we met. There's no denying that.
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It's early morning and she's in my arms. I don't open my eyes but I can't help myself from smiling. She's here. I check the time and it's 5am. It's still early. I look at her and she's peacefully asleep. I clear hair from her face and caress it. I missed this face like the desert misses the rain.
She takes a deep breath in. 'Good morning, babe'. 'Good morning my angel' - I tell her.
'What time is it?'
'5.15am'
'I should go. I wanted to start and finish earlier today.'
'You have plans this evening?' - I ask her with a face of worry I am sure even she will detect.
'Yes, a plane to catch' - she tells me nonchalantly but she quickly realizes what she said. 'I'm sorry. We didn't talk much. My plane back is tonight. I left James with a friend and I don't want to abuse her good will. And besides I miss him like crazy.'
I understand her but I become a bit more worried and perhaps jealous? I don't know what this feeling is.
'But I have a couple of hours between lunch and the plane, if you want to meet up and talk how we will be doing this.'
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Unexpected
FanfictionA one night stand between two strangers could be just what it is, but when they meet again, a forever night stand may be what they need. Charles has lived the luxury life all his life. He is used to getting what he wants or needs and his job demands...