"Oh, damn!" the blonde screams, "God! Becca..."
"Louder..."
"God, I can't take it anymore..."
"More..." Becky asks, looking at her wife.
"Becca" Freen yells.
"What?''
"Turn off these fucking speakers already!" she yells and the music immediately turns off. Becky bursts out laughing, looking at her fuming wife.
"Cool, huh?" The brunette jumps with her eyebrows.
"Why did you buy this stereo for the loft?" folds her hands on her waist and looks at her wife from top to bottom. She sits on the edge of the bed with the remote control. Smiles.
"Because it's cool" she shrugs.
"We're not going to triple the disco in the house" Freen adds her note.
"Why not? The music spreads throughout the loft" she waves her hand, looking into the blue ones "we can throw such parties. It's amazing, and just to have music playing throughout the house. This is so beautiful" she smiles, pulling her wife closer to her by the waist, "imagine: you and I in the evening by the fireplace, in the house Lewis Armstrong or Frank Sinatra sings with a magical sound. God, perfect..." kisses the girl's tummy, and then looks into her already glowing blue ones.
"It sounds romantic" Freen smiles, looking down at the green ones, "but we won't arrange God knows what here. I wouldn't be surprised if the plaster and so on will fall on our heads and in the end we will be left without a roof over our heads" the blonde interjects her note, and Becky just stretches out her lower lip.
"Listen" the brunette raises her eyebrows, "why don't we place one of these in the hotel..."
"No" the blonde immediately yelps, "the equipment there is already excellent, not to mention the fact" she raises a finger, "that a live orchestra is playing. Forget! " waves her hand.
"You're bad" Becky mutters, looking somewhere to the side.
"I know" she grins in response. And then, placing the fallen strand behind her ear, she sits on her wife's lap.
She smiles and touches her with her nose. Freen immediately presses her lips to the lips opposite. She kisses, pulling the girl even closer to her.
Her hands begin to slide over her wife's tummy, causing the first barely restrained moans. The tongue begins to slide along the lower lip, and then begins to deepen the kiss...
"Baby" Becky begins abruptly, with her eyes still closed, "we need to be in the office soon" she continues to whisper intermittently as the blonde every now and then covers the girl's neck with kisses.
"I know" she purrs, gently biting her ear. And Becky sucks in a breath when she feels her wife's hand between her legs, "then we should hurry up, right?"
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"Good afternoon" Becky greets those sitting in the office. They responded in unison. "Today is a wonderful day. Today is the day we have been waiting for so long" she continues. She looks at her wife standing next to her and smiles, and then turns her gaze back to the workers. "Today we would like to present you with the finished layout and plan of the hotel. Completely finished" she presses a button on the remote control, and an image of the hotel is displayed on the screen, the way it will look after construction is completed. "Each of you has invested a piece of yourself in this wonderful hotel. Its beautiful, isn't it?" everyone nods and laughs. "This is the future" she points to the "hotel" "this is something special." the girl looks into the hall, and then says with a smile: "I present to you the best hotel of its kind, which has absorbed the best. Became exclusive and became the first to be created by two different business streams. Having become the best of its kind, and this is just the beginning..." Becky looked at her smiling wife and, smiling back at her, turns her gaze to the people. "I present to your attention the Chankimha-Armstrong Hotel..."
"It was amazing" Freen couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
"Yes" the girl answers, pulling her wife closer to her. She hugs her waist and tucks a stray strand behind her ear.
"I'm hungry" Freen says, and Becky just rolls her eyes.
"And what do you want?"
"Pizza" she immediately answers, lighting up like a light bulb.
"Are you serious?" Becky raises her eyebrows.
"I was never this serious" the blonde mutters in response.
"Lord, I will never understand a person who has a chain of restaurants, but eats junk food," she rolls her eyes to the sky.
"Don't understand, just buy it" the girl snorts, lightly pushing her wife on the shoulder. And the only thing that comes out of Becky's lips, in prayerful cries, is:
"Help..."
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"Give me another piece" Freen mutters to herself, lying on her wife's lap and watching TV.
"There is nothing left " she mumbles inaudibly in response, chewing the last one. Freen immediately turns her gaze to the green eyed girl, who are looking down at her with a grin. There was a small piece left in Becky's hand.
"Well, give me that" she asks with puppy dog eyes, continuing to lie on her wife's lap.
"Why, you ate seven pieces" she snorts, stuffing the pizza into her mouth. Freen frowns. The light from the TV screen shines on her face, and the shadows falling from her facial features make her face even cuter.
Becky sighs heavily and leans towards her wife's lips, and she takes a bite. Chews and smiles.
"You're like Mother Teresa" Freen laughs, finishing her pizza. Looks at the TV again. Nothing is as comfortable as a wife.
"You're a gluttonous devil" Becky grins, stroking her blond strands.
The girls continue watching Breakfast at Tiffany's. The loft is dark and only the light from the TV dilutes this darkness.
"You and her are very similar" Becky mutters, looking at the heroine of the film.
"But no" the blonde yelps in response.
"But yes" she lightly taps the girl's nose, "I really understand his torment. I feel his suffering with her as if it were my own. God, we would understand each other," Becky continues to say, not holding back her laughter.
"Brute" mutters the blonde, showing her middle finger to her wife.
"Ass" she snorts in response, throwing her wife's hand away from her face. Becky smiles, looking down at her wife. She frowns, and then slightly turns over on her back, looking at the green ones. The brunette immediately leans towards the girl and simply kisses her.
"I love you" the brunette whispers and kisses again.
"And I love you" she smiles through the kiss, pulling the girl a little closer to her. She laughs at the ticklish touches to her skin, and then, pulling away slightly, with a smile, says: "I want coffee..."
THE END
Author's note: Well, guys, this is the end, yet another converted story ) I hope you enjoyed it and got the same emotions as me ;)
Take care, be healthy and be happy ) untill next time ;)
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عاطفيةTo save and benefit the business, Freen and Becky enter into a fictitious marriage. And everything would be fine, the girls would calmly live out the time allotted to them, but it will be more difficult than it seems. They will have to live under th...
