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ONE MONTH LATER
We're sitting in a small restaurant. Elowyn met me after a photoshoot for a drink. In a booth, we sit on the same side. It's tucked away, nice and intimate. I have my hand on her bare thigh, squeezing and rubbing it. She's tipsy off of a couple glasses of wine she's had.
She looks beautiful. She's wearing very little makeup, and a black sundress. Her cheeks have begun to flush red where she's had too much to drink, her eyes are somewhat hazy, and she smiles at me goofily. It makes smile wide.
"You shouldn't be touching me like that." She whispers loudly making me laugh.
"And why not?"
I move my hand further up her dress and she grabs my wrist. She's laughing softly, leaning into me, and I softly kiss her cheek.
"Finish your wine."
I hold the glass to her lips and she does as I say. If we were alone I'd tell her to spit it into my mouth.
"Let's go back to my apartment."
"I only have an hour and a half until I have to meet Orlando."
"God, sweetheart. The things I could do to you in an hour." I smirk, "There's a hotel nearby, let's get a room, yeah?"
It doesn't take much to convince her. Not even half an hour later, I'm in an elevator going up to our room. She's gone ahead of me, sent me the room number, and I'm following behind. I take my jacket and tie off and start unbuttoning my vest after I've stepped out of the elevator.
She's waiting for me, sitting on the bed, down to her panties and her heels. I toss my clothes aside, unbuckle and unzip my belt as I near her, and force her against the bed. I turn her onto her stomach and kneel between her legs, spreading them before I start to eat her sweet pussy.
She's moaning loudly. When she's had too much to drink she does that, becomes much more uninhibited, and thats just one of the things I love about her. I fuck her with my tongue, my fingers, covering myself in her arousal, until she cums in my mouth. I stand, grab a fistful of her hair, pull her head back, wrap my fingers around her throat, and begin to fuck her. It's rough and animalistic, it doesn't take long for either of us to cum.
I lie on my stomach with a pillow beneath my chin. She lies on her side and stares at me. My mood begins to shift the closer it comes to her having to go. I try to fight it and stay silent, but I just can't help myself. She's told me a few times that my moods are light day and night and she never knows what to expect from me. I'm unpredictable. It's an observation I've heard before. It's my insecurities getting the better of me and I don't know how to stop it.
