| THE ART OF DESIRE |
in which desire is possibly
not the only emotion they
feel towards each other
or
in which desire
turns to love
(michael crist x female oc)
[THE ART SERIES]
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the past _ three years ago
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I don't know if I should say that the dinner yesterday was horrible or amazing, but what I know that I couldn't sleep last night. I still felt Michael's touch on my skin, his hand on my thigh, getting higher and higher. How I was pressed at his front and how I wanted to press myself against him.
Damn get a grip Evelyn. Believe me I'm trying.
The only good thing about today, was that I could ignore Michael the entire day. I woke up pretty early and went shopping for some things I still needed for my trip. After that I grabbed some lunch and spent my day in the city.
Right now, I'm putting on my red bikini. This day was exhausting, so I think I should give myself a rest in the hot tub in our house. It is down in the basement and next to our sauna. I especially love it at night when the only thing you can see are the LED lights from the hot tub that can change its colors.
I grab a towel and look at the clock, seeing it is already 9 p.m.
I walk down the stairs and into the basement, placing the towel on a chair. I turn the lights in the hot tub on and sink into the hot water. I let out a breath of relief, the muscles in my body slowly relaxing.
I don't even hear someone walking in, until I hear the door being closed and locked. I snap my eyes open and look towards the door, seeing Michael in all his glory with only some black swim shorts on. His chest, shoulders and arms are on full display, his muscles flexing as he makes his way slowly towards me.
I quickly look away, not wanting to drool over him but damn how could I not?
Michael lets himself sink into the water opposite from me, I can feel his gaze burning holes into my skin. I feel him moving closer and look up, staring intensely into his hazel eyes.
"How was your day?" I ask, cursing myself silently at how out of breath my voice is, like I've just run a fucking marathon.
"Boring until now." Michael replies and smirks, I feel the heat rushing to my lower stomach and this is definitely not only because of the water.
"Do you like to play games, Evelyn?" He asks, in a husky voice coming even closer to me.
"Depends." I answer and glance at his lips for a second as he sits down beside me. "Remember how you said you will play a game with me?" Michael asks another question and I feel his hand on my leg now, going higher until it rests on my waist.
