2 months after that horrible Tuesday
How can you be so fucking perfect?
In everything you do there is no flaws, a work of art crafted by God himself.
I don't deserve you.
Didn't deserve you, sorry. It seems I haven't made up my mind with the fact that I don't have you anymore. At work don't I have you, at home, at trips, at restaurants, at the expensive hotels we used to accommodate in just under the purpose of consummating our love non stop, no silence.
Yes, silence.
Everything feels quite, dull, obscure... Just how my life was before you entered it and changed everything to better. You make things better, you are better, you are the best. Always at your best you are.
There is no one who can do the things you did to me, they're not even close to you. I swear Mon, I've fucked woman here and there, had my own pleasure when I needed it, but the way you and I made love cannot compare to whoever I've shared my body with this last month.
Yes, I fucked people who aren't you.
Why?
Because of cocaine.
Don't worry about it, I just take my daily dose to get a purpose in life, a purpose to wake up, drive to work, argue with the wall, go to parties, get in bed with some chick, start again.
Nothing more.
My life reproduces itself in a monotony. It is sad and Im sad.
Come back to me please. I would do anything to have you back, if you were right in front of me I would beg on my knees, ready to take you with me. To ask you for your hand in marriage, share a family with you, be buried besides you. We can be one if you desire, fuse our souls.
It's a pity we aren't able to join our bodies, the method that leads us the nearest is sex and I don't have you here to do such thing. God, I miss you. Do you know how many times I think about you in bed? Moaning your name? Imagining me and you covered in sweat after hours and hours of the long, intense and wild sex marathons we used to have on the weekends? Touching myself but it does not come close to rubbing our skins together, me thrusting inside you till we cry. I vividly remember our first time, how could I forget.
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Colorful, flashing lights surrounded the space, I hated parties.
Didn't know why Jim, Tee and Kade made me go to these things, I'm a CEO goddamnit, I need to keep the good work and not get distracted by doing shenanigans with my three ridiculous friends. I love them, but could they not get me involved in weird scenarios were Im seeing Jim straddling a guys lap while making out with him, Tee showing out her flirtatious side as the proud lesbian she is and Kade's hair being held by some stranger, trying to puke on a bin but failing on the attempt and throwing up on the floor.
- Silently cursing your friends? I feel you-
And just like that the most precious and angelic girl approached me. How could I miss such beauty, I haven't seen her the whole night, she has to be unreal, a fake specter born from my imagination because on the contrary I would have noticed her. Okay, Sam, you aren't weak, keep your composure together, keep it toge-
- Do you dance?- the angel dares to ask me
-No.
-Ooookayyy, well, if you want to, just know I'll be right there- she point her delicate index finger to the center of the dance floor.
-You're just waisting your time talking to me, princess. Go ahead- I gesture the center of the club with my head, arms crossed, trying to maintain the bossy straight (more like gay) face I always make when I try to put on a front.
-Jesus, no need to be rude- she rolls her eyes and starts swaying her petite hips, gliding through the sticky floor and making her way to the middle of the floor. She's this small but magical being full of energy and I say full of energy because she just puts all of her dedication and stamina to her movements. I wonder if she has those qualities in bed.
Every second that passes I unconsciously find myself being attracted to the nucleus of the venue, till the point where I just couldn't see anyone else but her. Did she put a spell on me? Spiced my iced water? I'm so stupid, I should just go over there and grind her back against my front. Yes, I sexually desired her, If I were a man I would have made her a mom of three. Such a disgrace people like me haven't been born with dick, I would put it to good use.
I still could be her daddy without one, right? I would make sure she knows her place.
Just in the middle of my daydreaming, a guy gets closer and closer to her, doubting between dancing with her or not. How could he doubt? How dare you doubt her? If you aren't sure about her you are a coward who doesn't deserve her. He has to leave her alone. Okay, this is my queue.
In rapid steps I prevent the guy's chance to reach her, pushing him away.
-Hey! what the fuck is wrong with you, you dyke bitch!
Just with a stare contest I win over him. Nobody dares to fight me. As the asshole disappears I turn around and there she is. I have to know her name. I circle my arm around her hips, pressing myself against her and feeling the rhythm from her back.
-What is your name, beautiful?
-Oh, so you stopped being rude?
-Yes, I apologize. I should let you know clubs aren't my thing.
-I can see.
-Where are your friends?
-I just came here with my friend Yuki but she just left my side the minute we got here. There she is- she points to Tee and her friend tonguing each other down.
-I guess your friend and mine will make babies tonight.
-Strange coincidence my friend chose yours to spend the night.
-What's wrong with Tee? I see no problem.
-The fact that Tee is your friend makes me assume she's just as rude and distant as you are. I don't want her to get hurt.
-From what I'm seeing Tee will take good care of Yuki, like really good care.
-You're so gross, did you know that?
-I could be so much more that that if you let me prove it you.
-Are you implying to have sex with me?
-I am going to be completely honest with you, I think you are the perfect candidate to have their legs opened wide will I fuck them senseless on my kitchen stove. Other places are up to bet with no discussion. Just you and me roughly fucking till we can't breath anymore. What do you think?
She pauses for two seconds and decides to say- My name is Mon
- Im Sam- I extend my hand for her to take, which she does.
-So Mon, do you want me and my three storage house tonight? Porsche ride included.
-If you stop waving your richness below my nose, I will- She warns me, her breath hitting my lips.
-I'm a billionaire, Mon. Rich shortens my profile- I grab her hips guiding her to the exit.
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