Madrid

Alana

My mouth he goes urgently to look for his, and I lose myself in sensations, while his hands caress my back. I need to stop, I can’t go on, I’m confused, after all I’m the one who said about hanging out as friends. Friends don’t kiss each other on the mouth, do they? I break the kiss, and place my hands on his chest. We face each other, and I confess that I’m once again lost in his gaze, I don’t know what to do, I just turn my face away. He seems to understand, walks away, and before he says anything, I open the door and walk out.

A few days passed after that meeting, and I ended up giving up on the picnic. Raúl called me several times, some times I answered , and others, I let the phone ring. Every time he called me, an invitation to dinner was present in his speech, and after much thought, I accepted.

[…]

On the way to the restaurant, a silence settled between us, and I confess once again that I feel a little lost, and disappointed in myself.

When Raúl told me he was in love with me, a normal girl’s reaction would be to answer anything, and I just pushed him away. I don’t know if I acted right or wrong, I know he expected some reaction, but what could I do? I don’t know how I feel about him, this is all very new to me. I definitely feel confused, very confused. The certainty I had about my feelings for Dani seems to be slowly dissipating, and today, I’m not sure about what I feel for Raúl too, but I know that somehow, he moves me, and my body responds for me when get closer. My thoughts are interrupted by him.

– We’re here! He speaks in a dry and sad way.

– Raúl, I want to tell you that… I don’t know how I feel about you, and I…

– All right, Lana. I don’t want to force you into anything, I just want you to feel comfortable… Shall we come in? – Congratulations Alana! Your “feeling awful” settings have been successfully updated! How can I feel comfortable after rejecting him?

I get out of the car, go around to open the door, give him my hand, and he takes it gently, and looks at me deeply. His look disturbs me, it’s too intense and it seems to say a lot of things. He closes the distance between us, and his eyes flit between mine, and my mouth . His attitude disturbs me even more, he approaches me, I bite my lip with an immense desire for him to kiss me. Yeah, I know, I’m confused, one moment I don’t want him to touch me, and the next I desperately want him to kiss me. I close my eyes in hopes of feeling his mouth, anticipation is what defines me, and instead, he presses his mouth to my ear, and speaks in an extremely seductive way.

– I think we better get in, Cariño! – He wants to play with me, and that’s not right. What hate!

Raúl

I know I promised not to touch her . It was stronger than me, and I think I scared her, so I ended up declaring myself. I shouldn’t have done that, Alana must be thinking I’m crazy. We came all the way without saying a word, and that annoyed me, because I know it was because of me that she closed up like an oyster. We arrived at the narrow street of the restaurant. Parking is always a problem, they don’t have parking, cars are parked on the street, but I love this place, and I don’t mind that much.

As soon as I park, I get out of the car, go around to open the door, reach my hand out to her, watch, when she holds it, I approach. I notice that she is uncomfortable, I put my body next to hers. She closes her eyes, but I don’t like it. I just bring my mouth to her ear, and say we need to go inside. She opens her eyes, in her eyes I see frustration, and I continue to watch her, I take her hand and lead her to the entrance of the restaurant. When we get to the front, she stops and looks at the facade, and I ask.

– Didn’t like it?

– It’s not that, it’s just that this restaurant looks so…

– Rustic?

– Yes. I didn’t know he existed!

– Neither do I, until Tomás introduces me. Let’s go in? I ask, and she nods in affirmation.

As soon as we enter, I talk to the girl at the entrance, I don’t know why they call her by a very complicated English name. She leads us to our table. Alana looks at the place carefully, is she not enjoying it? Is he finding it too insignificant for her? We sit, and he continues to take in the surroundings, until his eyes meet mine as I hand him the menu.

– So, will you want juice, water, or a drink before dinner?

– I don’t drink anything that contains alcohol. But, I’ll have some orange juice. He replies, and continues looking at the menu.

– Why don’t you drink? It used to be because of age, but now you’re nineteen, and…

– I don’t like alcoholic beverages, I saw what happened to my father up close, a cirrhosis of the liver due to years, involved with all kinds of drink, and that led him to a waiting list, in the search for a compatible donor. Then I…

– Sorry, I forgot those details of your life.

– Everything is fine. Are you already ordering?

– No, I’m still in doubt. Do you already know what you want?

She seems a little cold to me, I don’t know if it’s because of what happened on arrival, or because of the ball I’ve given up on her father, and his revulsion for drinking. However, the atmosphere improved, that tension dissipated when we started to remember the past. She told me about her moments in Brazil, the comings and goings with her father to the hospital, her relationship with her stepmother, who at first seemed not to like it. much of her, but later became friends, in addition to her father’s recovery. But one thing intrigued me… In those three years that you lived in São Paulo, did she meet people and not get involved with anyone? On second thought, I don’t remember Alana having any boyfriend, or any quick relationship with anyone, I know she was shy, but shy people also date, and have fun.

– Did you leave someone there in São Paulo? His eyes widen when I ask.

– Of course not, I didn’t have time for anything, I think I already told you about that…

– Nobody caught your attention for three years?

– No, I already told you! – she answers me a little annoyed. – Why do you want to know?

– I want to know if I have competition! – She looks at me a little embarrassed, her mouth opens and closes as if she wants to say something, but doesn’t say anything. I change the subject to take away that tension between us. – So, what are your plans for the future? – Do you still want to be a writer?

– Ah… Yeah… I want to! I will continue my studies in the next semester. I want to continue the journalism course, but I also want to take other courses to give me greater support…

– Great! If I remember correctly, you had a story you were developing years ago, about a lost Princess in a medieval kingdom. Did you manage to complete it?

– Oh, do you remember?

– Of course, I thought the story was pretty good at the time. You were only 14, and your mind was already quite creative… – My answer seems to surprise her, and that’s great, because I want her to understand that I care about her, with everything she says and thinks.

[…]

Dinner was very nice, but it was too early for us to go home, so I thought it would be nice to complete the night in a nightclub. At first she didn’t like it very much, but I insisted a little, saying that we could dance, but that I would respect her limits, and Alana ended up agreeing. Arrival is not pleasant. At the entrance, we find Pedro, he looks at me with a cynical smile, then he looks at Alana, as if he was analyzing her body, I want to break his face in half, but I control myself. Pedro is the kind of jealous person who only wants to destroy those who get in his way, I don’t want to fall for him again, so I take her hand firmly and lead her to another area of the club.

My teammates usually stay upstairs, in the VIP area, and that’s where I take her. We climb the stairs and walk among the people who were there, until I see a vacant table. As soon as we’re seated, she looks at me with a questioning look, I think she noticed Pedro’s gaze on both of us.

– Do you know that guy who was looking at you? He seems familiar to me, I don’t know…

– It’s Peter!

– So I had the impression that I knew him from somewhere. Was he the one spreading what you said about me in the locker room?

– What are you talking about? I didn’t talk about you, the only person I talk to is Tomás, and he’s no gossip!

– How did Pedro come out saying that you talked about me, or rather, about us?

– He must have heard something I talked to Tomás, it can only be that! I would never say anything to expose you, cariño! I say, and caress his hand. Never, and the most I’ve ever told Tomás is about how I feel about you, that’s all.

She doesn’t say anything else, just looks at me. As I like your look, you look like an angel. Then she asks if I know which way the bathroom is , I show her the way, and I offer to accompany her, but Alana denies her company. She stands up, and I watch her walking among the people. I follow her all the way, when I hear someone call my name, I turn around and look back, I see a blonde, tall, wearing a very short low-cut blue dress, leaving everything on display. I shake my head, and smile at her as she approaches my desk, then pulls out a chair, and sits down. I look at her without understanding anything, and I wait for her to say something to me.

– Hi… Why didn’t you call me that day?

– Call you? I don’t even know you, how would I call you?

– What do you mean, don’t you remember me? We spent an amazing night at my house, we met at Tomás’ party, don’t you remember? – as soon as she says it, I remember, and I confess it wasn’t amazing. I actually hated it. I can keep you company…

– I’m not alone, if you’ll excuse me, I…

– Wow, what rudeness! – He says, comes even closer, and sits on my lap, not giving me time to get up to get rid of her. Even so, I try to get up, move his octopus arms away, which don’t seem to want to let go of my neck, in addition to the strong breath of alcohol.

I get up, but the girl is very insistent, and she pulls me by the arm with enormous force, I turn around, she takes advantage of it and clings to me, once again I manage to free myself from her, that’s when I realize Alana watching this freak show . I manage to break free, and I go towards Alana, who turns her back on me and walks towards the stairs, I call out to her, but she doesn’t want to hear. I go downstairs, look around, but no sign of her. I go to the entrance of the club, and nothing. I stand there like an idiot waiting for her, because at some point she will appear. I walk to the bar, next to the dance floor, sit on the bench and order a small shot of vodka. The waiter hands me the glass, and I turn to look toward the dance floor, and am in for a very unpleasant surprise.

The conversation was very fruitful. I left there with some certainty. I need to stop being so afraid of living. I want to be with Raúl completely, and most importantly, I’m madly in love with him, and I urgently need to declare myself. Oh, I can’t forget about the red lingerie either , that will make you -crazy-, according to Babi and Edu. I tried calling during those two days, but I couldn’t get through to him, and I don’t know if he didn’t answer because he couldn’t at the moment, or because he didn’t want to. Anyway, I could only contain myself from watching him on TV, watching his team win, and seeing my defender shine beautifully.

I woke up early. In fact, I could barely sleep, I thought about Raúl all the time. Seeing him on TV, so beautiful, made me more in love, and I want to be with him, touch him , kiss him . Upon arriving at her house, I am greeted by her mother, who tells me something incredible as soon as she opens the door.

– Hey Alana, good to see you! I’m so happy for my son… – Me too, yesterday’s game was amazing, and he shone like never before, and…

– It’s not just that… Didn’t you know?

– What?

– He was called up for a friendly with France! she says, and I marvel at the information.

– Seriously? My goodness, he must be very happy! He already arrived?

– Yes, it’s in your room!

I say goodbye and run up the stairs. I enter the room, my breath is panting, my heart is racing too fast, I look around the room, but I don’t see him. I hear the sound of the shower, and I deduce he’s in the bath. I have a crazy urge to invade the bathroom and hold on to that defender, but I hold back, I need to talk to him first. I walk around the room, aimlessly, until I hear the sound of the shower turning off, my heart races wildly, and the door opens. Oh Raul! That makes me crazy… Wrapped in a towel, his tattooed muscles showing , he wipes his hair, and a few drops fall down his naked torso, a shiver of pleasure takes over my body. He still hasn’t noticed my presence.

– Raúl… – I say, he looks in my direction, and smiles. That smile that makes my panties wet.

– Alana!

– Congratulations

– Are you just gonna tell me that, and stand there looking at me? I don’t deserve a kiss?

Hearing his questioning, I approach with measured steps. I slowly observe every detail of his tattooed chest exposed for my pleasure, he really is a beautiful man. I’m very lucky. He pulls me, gluing his body next to mine, his mouth ardently takes possession of mine, I shudder with each thrust, because I know where we’ll get at this rate. I tangle my hand in his hair, and he squeezes my waist even tighter, it drives me crazy, but before we get deeper into our caresses, I need to talk to him, and expose what I’m feeling. I break the kiss, pull back a little to face him, and finally decide to say what I want.

– Forgive me…

– For what reason?

– For being such an idiot. For not staying with you the other night, and being so fearful, and The words don’t seem to want to come out, but Raúl is wonderful, and he encourages me to keep going.

– You can talk, I already told you that you can say anything to me!

– It wasn’t just for my mom and Dani, it was for me too! I didn’t have the courage to confess to you what I felt the night of my first time, I felt pain and thought that the whole situation would be like in the books… Painless, wonderful, perfect! Don’t get me wrong… I…

– I know it wasn’t perfect, this story that the first time is perfect is a tremendous lie! Mine, for example, was bad, I was nervous and ended up making a lot of confusion… It was terrible! He says, and I smile. I keep imagining Raúl in his first time all nervous, not knowing what to do, or how to act in front of someone. He smiles too, and we laugh together, and then he continues. – The others will be better than the first, I guarantee it!

– You know what?

– No…

– It was this incredible way of yours that made me… fall in love with you. I’m completely in love with you, quarterback!

He listens carefully to what I say, and a beautiful smile forms on his lips. I look at him like a fool. It doesn’t take long for his smile to fade, and he stares at me with a gaze covered in desire fixed on my mouth in a very indecent way, it makes me breathless, nervousness takes over me. And before I can decide what to do, he takes me one more time. His lips devour mine, I feel delivered, I want to feel him more, the mint flavor that comes out of his mouth invades me and makes me want to explore every corner of it. And before he takes the initiative, I invade his mouth with my tongue that meets his, one of his hands grips my waist, and the other squeezes my ass, while mine tangles in his hair. I feel that our bodies desire each other, connect in an inexplicable way. He breaks the kiss abruptly, and stares at me.

– Are you sure you want to continue?

– Why are you asking me?

– Cause you know where we’re going , and…

– I want to keep going, that’s what I should have done that night you called me. That’s what I wanted, but I didn’t feel ready. I answer, and caress his face. – I want you, Raul!

Our exchange of glances is intense, the desire that consumes us at this moment is obvious. He walks away from me, and goes to the door, and locks it with a key. It’s the safest thing to do. He turns to me, looks at me once more, bites his bottom lip, and then his gaze drops to my breasts, and the brief memory of him nibbling on them makes me so hot. His hands wrap around my waist, and his mouth starts a trail of kisses from my neck to my lap, and his husky voice rings in my ear.

– Take off that dress, baby!This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

I push him onto the bed, and he sits up. Turning onto my back, I push my hair back so he pulls the zipper down my neck. He does, and I turn, slide the dress down my body to the floor, reach down and pick up the garment, toss it in the direction of the armchair on the other side of the room. Raúl’s gaze travels all over my body, and he makes me feel like the most beautiful and desirable woman in the entire world. In my thoughts, I appreciate the tips from my friends for choosing a red lace lingerie that highlights some of my attributes, and Raúl glimpses my body with a mischievous smile on his lips. I feel sure of what I want, and I take a few steps towards him who immediately puts his hands on my waist, I sit on his lap and place my hands on his chest, he looks at me intensely and says something.

– You and beautiful! He tells me, and I look at him smiling.

– Kiss me, defender!

That’s the access code for your mouth to touch mine hotly as your hands roam my body, I arch my spine and my breasts cling to your chest. Our kiss is fiery, he moves his full mouth down my neck, and a moan subtly leaves my throat. His mouth moves closer to my lap, my breasts are extremely tight as I feel his approach, and the simple touch of his lips. As he passionately kisses the lap of my breasts, I feel his hands reach for my bra and undo the clasp. He breaks the kiss, his lascivious look leaves me in complete ardor, he takes his hands to the strap of my bra and descends each one of them in a sensual, measured speed, I get a little impatient waiting for his lips, I want to feel him sucking my nipples. And to my delight it doesn’t take long, Raúl sucks one of them gently, and the other holds it, a caress that makes me crazy with pleasure, I don’t have the strength to speak, the only sound that comes out of my mouth is a desperate moan, I’m delivered.