Flores :: Carlos Sainz

Siete

Someone was moving next to Eleanor in bed. A small smile came to her face, but her eyes remained closed. She was lying on her side, turned away from Carlos, but she could hear him breathe and feel him move. She turned on her back and opened her eyes. The room was slightly lit, enough to look around. Her eyes fell on Carlos, who was also lying on his back.

Last night was one of the best nights she had ever had. It felt... Words couldn't describe it. He felt amazing. This is just friends with benefits; how did this feel amazing? He made her cum. Nobody had made her cum before. Persons didn't; devices did. But this was amazing. She only could compare it to three different men, but none of them was this good. This was getting-to-know-each-other sex.

She caught herself smiling too wide. Eleanor raised the blanket to cover her mouth. Just friends with benefits... She silently took a deep breath and wondered how late it was. She slightly lifted herself up to see if there was a clock in this room. Her eyes glided over Carlos to see if he had a clock on his nightstand. Which he had. It was ten past nine. Eleanor laid down again and looked at the ceiling. What do you do now? Are you even supposed to sleep over after sex? Do I leave, or do I stay? What are the rules for this? Her eyes widened. Shit.

Eleanor stepped out of bed and put on her bra and panties she found on the floor. She collected her other clothing items and silently left the bedroom. The Spanish class would begin in twenty. She walked to the living area, put her clothes on the couch and searched for her phone. Once she found it, she made a new conversation on WhatsApp.

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Eleanor Schoenmaker
Hi Bibi, it's Eleanor. I overslept and will not make it on time to class... Can you say that I will be a few minutes later?

Bibi de Young Windsor
Of course!! Do you need anything? Coffee?

Eleanor Schoenmaker
A cappuccino would be great :)

By the way, I just noticed this, but De Young Windsor???👑

Bibi de Young Windsor
I will explain it later. You hurry up!!!

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A soft smirk rolled over Eleanor's lips, and she went to the bathroom. She was hoping her makeup would still look acceptable, but when she looked in the mirror, she concluded it was a mess. Her mascara was smooshed under her eyes.

"Verdomme," she cursed and opened some cabinets. She didn't want to look around in his stuff, but she hoped he had an extra toothbrush and makeup remover. Perhaps his ex left it behind by accident. Which was the case, luckily. In the back of the cabinet, there was a bottle of makeup remover. But no cotton pads... Eleanor grabbed a piece of toilet paper and removed the makeup from her face. She quickly put on her clothes and made a bun in her hair. There was no extra toothbrush, so she just put a bit of toothpaste on her teeth and 'brushed' her teeth.

Eleanor went to the hallway and put on her shoes, when the bedroom door opened. She froze and looked at Carlos, who froze as well when looking at Carlos. Was she leaving to avoid him?

"I'm sorry, I'm already late for my Spanish class," she mentioned. "Thank you for last night. I will text you," she softly smiled.

A confused look came on his face. So she didn't leave because she wanted to go, but because she had to leave? Carlos had been awake for a few minutes, nothing made sense to him at this point. "Yes, sure. Hurry up," he just said.

"Bye." The soft smile turned into a bright smile. Eleanor left the apartment and ran down the stairs. Running on an empty stomach might not be the best idea, but being late to a class either. Yes, you could think: late is already late, but that wasn't like Eleanor.