''Enrique Iglesias seen leaving fancy restaurant with a girl who seems to be his new girlfriend'', ''On Friday, 8 pm, Enrique Iglesias was seen having dinner and holding hands with a mysterious girl'', ''Is this Enrique's new girl?''.
You read the newspaper as you sit on the plane and you can't help but feel shocked of how fast it happened, how fast it all got in the newspapers. But you do remember seeing paparazzi when you left the restaurant, and did nothing about it. Talking about that, you mind can't help but wander on to Amanda, the beautiful woman who happens to be Enrique's ex-girlfriend.
You shake your head to get rid of the bad thoughts; you know you shouldn't be worried but it's just that little piece of you who thinks about bad things sometimes.
As soon as Enrique opens his eyes, slowly waking up from his nap, you shove the newspaper in his face.
''Holy shit, so fast?'' he says shocked.
''I know right?''
''Are you okay though?'' he ask worriedly, concerned about the media possibly turning out to be too much for you.
''Don't worry. All in all, I don't care. I mean we're in a relationship and we love each other. Nothing is secret anymore, so let them write whatever they want. I'll get used to it'' you say,sure of your words.
''You're such a strong woman and I respect you so much for that'' he says as he kisses your hand gently. ''But please be prepared for stupid rumors that will come out sooner or later. None of them will be real, people can be really shitty'' he says as he looks at you seriously, to which you smile a bit.
''I'm so happy we found each other'' you say.
But he knows you too well , so he feels something in your voice, he senses that something is not exactly right. You look down at your hand, feet or anything else that is in that direction too often and he feels as if something is wrong.
''Hey, is there anything on your mind?'' he says as he lifts up your chin with his index fingers, to be able to see your eyes.
''I keep thinking about Amanda'' you say shortly, to which he lets go of your hand, his smile fading away off his face.
''Don't even think about her, she's not worth it. Just hearing her name makes me want to throw up'' he answers.
''...but she seemed to still like you'' you reply, not liking that you are letting yourself look so weak in front of him when it comes to other women. You know that you should work more on your confidence; there have been, and still are, men after you who would love all from one night to a whole life with you.
''Listen,'' he says gently. ''There might be billions of gorgeous women in this world but the only one I care about is you. You are so beautiful and kind and you have honestly nothing to worry about, because you are the only one to me'' he says, his eyes locked with yours.
He cups your face with his warm palms, locking his soft lips with yours into a soft and gentle kiss.
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One hour and half a boring movie later, you put your head on Enrique shoulder, his scent taking over you thoroughly. Because you can't help it, you decide to move your face closer to the crook of his neck, your lips touching his skin softly, your nose admiring the scent.
''Baby...'' he whispers as he closes the lid of the laptop, getting closer to you.
''You smell too good, I'm sorry'' you say, your cheeks getting a tad rosy. You feel a good kind of tension building up in your stomach and you can't help but bite your lip. ''The way you smell if very attractive'' you finally admit, to which he gives a smirk, a very alluring one for that matter.
''Come here'' he says as he grabs you fast but gently by the neck and pulls you into his lips. His tongue trails the opening of your mouth and you happily give it access to enter and mingle with yours. The feeling of lust takes over you as you mount him, placing yourself on his lap; the skirt you have on is of very much help.
He caresses your thighs as you grind slowly on his lap, not able to contain yourself from the pleasure that the movement offers. As his fingers trace your panty line, the moan that was building in your throat is let out, making Enrique's eyes turn dark with lust for you. He reaches for your warm core and feels how really turned on you are, which makes his hardness throb under you.
He pulls your panties to the side and grabbing his arousal, he places it on your entrance, thrusting slowly so you get used to the size. The thought that you are having sex on a plane is so extremely hot that you can't help grind on Enrique's member faster and deeper, until releases inside you, and you on him.
''The things you do to me'' he whispers, as he tries to steady his breath.
You smirk sexily and give him a peck on the lips. This is not even a half of what you can do.
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Lost in Your Eyes | Enrique Iglesias
FanfictionLittle did you know what a simple greeting on a plane would lead to.