Martina was sitting in the airplane towards Buenos Aires, her body full of adrenaline. She didn't know why she was there, it just happened.
She told her mom to watch Olivia ans then ran out.
She wasn't planning on moving back to Buenos Aires, her cravings just started controlling her.
It had been exactly 1 month since Jorge had taken the plane back to Buenos Aires and since then Martina couldn't stop thinking about him.
She wanted him close to her. Feel his lips touch her skin, his hand stroke her hair.
That's how she ended up here, in an airplane towards Jorge. She didn't know what to say and had no luggage with her. She was not prepared for this.
The only thing she was sure of was that she needed him. She needed him more then everything in the world.
Her thought were a mess tho. She couldn't figure out what she wanted. Either Jorge or Italy..
Her mind was shaking of thoughts but all she wanted at this moment was holding him.
She closed her eyes, waiting to meet Jorge.
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He was crying, something he never did in his life. Ruggero was sitting next to him, trying to calm him.
Jorge had totally lost it. He couldn't handle his emotions anymore. He hit the wall with his hand harshly as Ruggero quickly held him back.
"Calm down Jorge! You nees to relax!" He almost shouted while Jorge looked at Ruggero.
His eyes were so confused, just like his entire body. Ruggero was hopeless, he didn't know what to do next.
Jorge was staring out the window. It was raining heavily.
Just on that moment both of the guys heard the bell ring downstairs. Their faces turned confused as they stood up and made their way downstairs.
Ruggero frowned when the person at the door rang the bell again. Jorge walked closer and opened the door.
He was greeted by a beautiful pair of brown eyes. Her curly brown hair was soaking wet while it hung over her shoulders.
She threw herself in Jorge's arms who hesitated but wrapped his big arms around her small body eventually.
He pulled her in the house while Ruggero closed the door behind them. He winked at Jorge and then ran up the stairs.
Martina was holding tight into Jorge's chest, smelling his amazing cologne. He sat them down on the couch while he stroke her wet, brown hairs.
For a minute Martina released from Jorge's chest and they stared into each others eyes.
Before she knew what she was doing, she slammed her lips right on top of his. He didn't doubt before pressing his lips harshly back on hers.
The kiss wasn't gentle or careful, it was harsh and rude. Jorge lifted the tiny human with his hands under her ass.
He walked towards the wall and pressed her back against it, not breaking the kiss. He pushed her against the wall, kissing her rudely now.
He put all his love and cravings in those kisses. Like it was the last kiss they would ever share.
She had twirled her arms around his neck and pulled his hair harshly. Her hands lowered to his back as she pressed her nails deep into his upper back.
One of Jorge's hands had made it its way down and tried to slip under her shirt. Just then Martina moved away in a sudden movement. She plucked her lips off his and let go of her grip.
Jorge put her back down on the ground and gave her a confused look.
"This is wrong, so wrong" She said while tears jumped out of her brown eyes.
Jorge's sight turned slightly hurt by her words. "We shouldn't be doing this Jorge, you know it" She mumbled while sitting down on the couch.
"But... what are you doing here?" Jorge's question came out of nowhere and Martina didn't know how to answer.
"I ehh... I.... just.. uhm.. needed you?" She said more like a question. A small smile formed on Jorge's lips.
He wanted her. That's all he could think of on this moment.
He sat down next to her on the couch, their bodies were dangerously close. He slowly moved closer until their sides touched.
Martina's sight slowly dropped to their touching bodies. A smirk grew on Jorge's face. He placed his hand on her cheek and caressed it.
He then pulled her head closer to his. Martina inhaled sharply before his lips locked with her ear.
"I know you want me" He sexily whispered against her ear. A stream of shivers and tingles were sent through Martina's body.
She felt herself wanting him more and more. He lowered his hand until it had reached her waist. He pulled her closer against him, pressing their sides on each other.
Her eyes stared deeply into his green ones. He moved his lips from her ear over her face. Slowly they reached her higher lip. He slowly brushed them, purposely not kissing her.
"I want you" He mumbled against her higher lip before kissing her once deeply. He then pulled away and squeezed one time in her waist before standing up from the couch.
He smirked before making his way up the stairs, leaving Martina alone.
A deep sigh left Martina's mouth when Jorge's body left hers. She had been holding her breath through the moment, otherwise a moan would've definitely come out.
"Why is this happening?" She whined in herself.
Meanwhile Jorge had walked inside his room where he was greeted by a smirking Ruggero.
"And?" He asked, the smirk was clearly present in his lips.
"Nothing" Jorge sighed out and dropped himself on the bed.
He still had to choose, because he knew she wasn't going to stay here forever.
"I don't fucking want to choose!" He shouted and pressed his head in the black pillow.
Martina heard the sounds coming from upstairs. She wanted to go, but she also didn't.
Her mind was so confused, she didn't even now what to think anymore.
She wasn't staying here for long, that's for sure. She was going back to Italy.
But what should she do about Jorge. She can't just go back. What a about Olivia? She needed him to take care of her as well.
Her mind stopped thinking and she made her way up the stairs. She opened the white door of Jorge's room and saw both him and Ruggero sitting there.
Ruggero spotted Martina as he slipped out of the room. "Jorge" Her voice said warmly.
"Martina" He responded quietly, lifting his head from the pillow.
< la cintura is coming out tomorrow and damn im excited. she looks so hot and the small teaser is so gorgeous im down for it uff >
< manon >
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