🎶 In Your Eyes — The Weeknd 🎶
"Mama! We're here!" I heard Sofia's loud voice echo through Pedri's house.
"I'm ready!" I shouted over from the living room and walked to the entrance where my kids immediately hugged me and I crouched down to greet them, showering them with kisses and tight hugs.
"Uh... what are you...?" Pedri asked, eyeing me confusedly up and down.
"Fer was so nice to drive me home to get some fresh clothes and I came back to pick up the girls and my car. Thank you so much" I said and gave him a smile but he still looked confused.
"I'll see you tomorrow" I whispered into his ear and quickly ran my fingers over his stomach as I walked out with Blanca and Sofi again, back to my car.
"No mama! Pedri said play here!" Blanca protested as she was strapped into her car seat.
"Yeah, I know, mami didn't feel so good yesterday but I'm better now so we can go home, Pedri didn't know that" I tried to chirp in my brightest voice. I'll just pretend yesterday never happened, that everything was ok. I'll just try and overlook all the bad things in my life, just focus on the positives.
We spent the afternoon at home and while the girls were playing with dolls and their other million toys, I fired up my computer and replied to some e-mails, trying to bring everything back to normal. Pedri must have noticed me updating his calendar and forwarding him two or three important emails memos, because at 8, he texted, asking if he could come over when the girls were asleep, and obviously I replied that he could. Because he shouldn't get the impression that something was wrong. Because it wasn't. Everything was totally fine and he didn't have to take care of me like a broken doll.
At 9.30, he texted that he was downstairs, attentive to not ring the bell and possibly wake the sleeping kids, which I found very sweet. When he arrived at my door, I greeted him with a flashy smile, but he looked at me somewhat suspiciously.
"Hey" I whispered and plunged my lips on his, which he undoubtedly hadn't expected. He gave in to the kiss at first but pulled away after a few seconds, holding my face as he moved inside and I closed the door behind us.
"Hey" he said softly and brushed one hand to the back of my head. "How are you doing?" he asked.
"Good. I'm with you" I replied and connected our lips again, this time feeling his hands on my waist, before hugging my torso tightly. The kiss became hungrier, more needy and I pushed Pedri towards my bedroom.
"The kids... is this..." he mumbled against the kiss and I smiled.
"Guess you'll have to be quiet" I chuckled.
"Oh... if I remember well it was always you screaming my name" he now said with a devilish grin on his face.
"Then I guess you shouldn't fuck me that hard" I whispered as we were standing in my bedroom, facing each other. He put one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer, but then he stopped.
"Wait a minute... Aren't you on your period?" he asked and I tilted my head.
"Does it gross you out? You know, I'm always so horny on those days..." I replied with a flirty voice and he didn't quite know what to say or do.
"It's... I... I've never done that" he admitted and I smiled mischievously.
"Oh finally something I could show you then..." I chuckled, running my hand down his torso to the hem of his trousers and further down, grabbing the bulge that was only waiting to be freed.
"Doesn't feel like it would turn you off though" I whispered into his ear, leaning closer to him.
"Fuck Isa... nothing about you is a turn-off" he mumbled before connecting our lips and pushing me towards my bed, but I pulled away.
"One second" I told him and disappeared out the door to fetch a dark-coloured towel and washcloth. I quickly wet the cloth with water and brought everything to my bedroom, where Pedri had already laid down on my bed, now looking at me with a smile.
"Some precaution" I chuckled and signalled him to move a bit so that I could lay down the towel over my bedsheet and put the washcloth on my bedside table.
"I think this is about to be so hot" he mumbled with a smile on his face that made me smile too. I pulled off my shirt and stood up to do the same with my jeans before laying down again. I was wearing a black lace bra and some black period panties as thankfully after pregnancy my periods had become so much better and bearable.
"Do you have a condom?" I asked him. "It's... necessary because of the bacteria" I told him and he nodded.
"I'm prepared" he said and winked. I finally kissed him, crawling on top of him on all fours and he didn't waste time, immediately unclasping my bra and letting it fall off. His hands both moved to my breasts, kneading them, making me moan softly into his mouth.
"Shhh" he chuckled and I had to laugh a bit too. He put his mouth on one of them, softly sucking and biting on my nipple, getting me turned on even more. I needed his dick inside of me or I would explode with how much my core was throbbing.
"Please just fuck me, I... can't bear it" I gasped and he quickly pulled down his trousers before taking the small condom packet he had placed on the nightstand. While he was pulling it over his length, I took off my panties and laid down on the towel, before wiping me off one last time with the wet cloth to try and be as clean as possible.
"Ready?" I asked as he positioned himself at my entrance.
"Fuck yeah" he mumbled and kissed my neck as he pushed inside me. For me, sex felt always so much more intense when I was on my period and sex with Pedri was already intense already, so this was... fuck... I came undone after a few thrusts already.
He continued fucking me through my orgasm and I bit my fist to bear the sensation that was killing me (in a good way).
"You feel so good" Pedri whispered and we looked each other in the eyes. His were so full of... love and adoration - a tear slipped down my cheek and it wasn't because of the intensity of sex, but because I could see how much he loved me. He accelerated his rhythm and I could feel that he was close to coming too, so I concentrated on feeling him inside me, hoping that another orgasm of mine could build up - which it did. I scratched my nails into his back and he got the memo that I was close again, so he slowed down a bit, but thrusting deeper - it, scrap that, he was so good.
We both unraveled at the same time and he kissed me in that moment. We hadn't fucked, we had made love and shared such a deep connection that I hadn't anticipated feeling beforehand. He really was... he really was my love. It would never be fair to compare Rodri and him, because we met at such different stages in life and they were such different people with whom I shared a different chapter of my life, but Pedri was the person I loved now.
"How was it?" I asked as he rolled off me.
"It didn't feel too different, except for it being very... wet there. So it was easy gliding in and out, I liked that" he told me as he smiled.
"It's not a perfect setting but... I really got off in case you hadn't noticed" I chuckled.
"Don't worry, I did" he replied and laughed softly, putting a hand on my cheek to softly caress it. "And I think my teammates will notice that too when they see my back in the changing room" he added.
"Just tell them it was some random chick" I muttered and waved it off.
"Of course! Imagine if I told them it was you! They'd be offering you unbelievable sums of money to make you switch to being one of their assistants" he joked and I didn't feel offended as I knew how he meant it and we shared a very similar sense of humour.
"Mhm... This is just a special Pedri bonus no one else could ever get" I mumbled and scooted closer to kiss him.
"I know I'm very lucky" he mumbled back and pressed a few more kisses on my lips.
"We should take a shower maybe" I told him and he nodded. I pulled out a fresh towel for him from my cupboard before we both stepped into the shower. I instructed him to not get my hair wet and that led to him asking about my hair washing routine and me explaining that to him for almost half an hour. When we got out again, I put on my pyjamas and looked at him with a sorry face.
"I'm... I'd really love for you to stay here but... the girls... next morning..." I stammered nervously but he smiled.
"It's all good, no rush, I'll go home. If you need anything please, just call me" he said sincerely before giving me one last goodbye and good night kiss and disappearing out the door again.
But when he was gone, the feeling of emptiness hit me again. The bedsheets still smelled like Pedri and when I saw the creases, I remembered our moments of passion from before. A small blood stain had still managed to get onto my white sheet, despite my precautions. And that little stain of blood haunted me in my dreams that night, images of Marcos' bloody head on top of me flooding back.
