Chapter 68: The Greatest Part 2
The hug from behind, letting the jet of warm water fall over my head, as John's hands wrap around mine, I lean my face against his back.
"I thought you'd be standing in the doorway just looking." He speaks in a hoarse voice, making me shudder. "I'm dying of longing, love.
"I am too, dear, I just wish I had spent the night glued to you." He turns to me, digging his hungry eyes into mine and caressing my face before kissing me torridently.
Soon we are given over to pleasure, John lifts me up against the wall as he penetrates me hard, with each vigorous thrust, I moan in pleasure. His mouth races down my lap, stopping only at my breasts, he cupped my left nipple as he burrows inside me with more and more desire.
In the midst of our moans, I hear Tessa's voice from afar, she screams something that, in the midst of my lustful stupor, I can't quite fathom. John twirls his hips between my legs, thrusting in a way that causes his cock to slam into a delicious spot inside me, making me moan louder, then I rummage against him in search of more contact, even more pleasure. I feel my body vibrate as I reach my limit, let myself be carried away by the pleasure and end up screaming when I along with John, who squeezes me as he gushes inside me.
"How I missed filling you with me." He speaks kissing my neck in a hoarse voice, I still feel him inside me, it brings me satisfaction. "The possibility that every time I do this, a seed of mine can blossom in there, makes me the happiest man on this fucking planet.
"I love you, John, but it's too early to think about blossoming seeds." My love looks at me and smiles, kissing me before stepping out of me.
John puts me under the jet of warm water before grabbing his shower gel and starting to clean me, he runs his hand down my breasts and then down my bulging belly, his sneaky hand down to the slightly sore folds of my sex, he runs it slowly, sending shivers down my spine, before continuing to spread the soap all over my body.
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Our shower ends up stretching for another hour, we have sex once more in the box, and then over the bathroom sink, all with Tessa's knocks on the door.
When I leave the room, in a pair of jean shorts and a blue shirt with ruffles, my friends are sitting around the dining room table where Alice served an extravagant breakfast, I didn't know she could make so much food in such a short time. I walk over to the table and sit down next to Miranda, silence spreading across the room as I help myself to my beloved fruit salad. I feel the gaze of all my friends on me, I mentally count the seconds before Tessa bursts out a scolding, but I am surprised when Lizzie begins to imitate moans, soon after Miranda does the same, calling by John's name, I can't stand the scene and I burst out laughing, placing the bowl with the fruits on the table, Debbie moans as well, while Tessa plays a few slaps.
"Okay, you can stop." I talk trying to stop laughing at what they do, but it seems like it just motivates them even more, they all start laughing and I end up laughing together, our laughing fit lasts about five minutes, until John enters the room and then the whole circus starts again.
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The weekend passed in a hop, the second has already arrived taking its toll, meetings, meetings and more meetings. But the best part of the day is being able to always be with John, when we're not working together in our living room, we're somewhere sorting out company stuff.
Today was a little different, we had separate meetings, John met with the finance staff while I met with the editing staff. When I thought I'd be around him, Leonard warned me that John was on a video conference, which I found very strange, meeting with financiers and then a conference? That smelled like a good one to me, but I put it aside, so I find time to disturb Debbie. Today she is choosing who will cover the fashion weeks that will start at the end of the month, I help her with this while we talk about the long-awaited meeting with Leonard's tyrannical mother, which will take place on Thursday of the other week, Debbie is afraid to meet the woman, according to John, the owner Antoniete Lambert is the definition of a conservative and possessive mother, even more so when it came to his only son, as Leonard is the only man among 3 sisters, the youngest in the family. Antoinette was not happy with the choice of a much older woman to be his son's wife, and was even more unhappy about Debbie's pregnancy.
We lost track of time as we talked and assembled a veritable squad of journalists to cover everything. We're chatting as the rest of our squad enters the room. Lizzie is in a fuchsia tulle skirt with a black lace shirt, it could look like a freak on anyone else, but in it looks supernaturally beautiful and somehow classic. Tessa is also very quirky in a purple evasive dress, she looks beautiful and sexy.
" We came to kidnap the two of them for a girls' lunch and, if you have time, go to a bag and shoe sale that will take place on 52nd Street. " Lizzie says smiling excitedly. Shopping, that was her favorite word after Patrick.