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Naslov sporočila: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 10:13 am
tag, emma!
Še preden je oči priprl je napel telo, se raztegnil po mehki postelji, pridušeno zazehal. S palcem in sredincem leve roke je segel k očem, si jih omel, nato jih je počasi priprl in se srečal z belo svetlobo poznega jutra, ki se je odbijala od praznih sten. Iskreno bi lahko mirne volje pozabil na včerajšnji večer, ki je z nekaj steklenicami piva kmalu postal noč, polna pijančevanja in prilično slabih idej – če ne bi imel pod desnico opomnika v obliki rdečelase ženske, od katere je premogel bore malo spominov. Srečal jo je včeraj, precej prepričan je bil, da sta zvrnila precej kozarcev, preden sta se znašla pred vrati te novo kupljene vile, kjer je po nekaj nespretnih poizkusih, da bi ključ pravilno vtaknil v ključavnico, končno odprl vrata, jo zagrabil in brez pomenljivih pogovorov sta v roku minute končala naga med rjuhami. O bog, prav zares se ni spomnil niti njenega imena. Je pa vedel, da je bil to najboljši seks, kar jih je doživel po dolgem času. Če ne celo kadarkoli. Nekoliko previdneje se je pričel premikati, ko je začutil njeno prisotnost, njene rdeče lase na njegovih golih prsih, njeno nežno kožo na njegovi. Bog, bila je kot kakšna ravno prebujajoča se boginja. »Dobro jutro,« se je v raskavem glasu nasmehnil, glavo je nagnil navzdol, da je lahko popolnoma ujel njen obraz, ki je bil od včerajšnjega večera samo bled spomin, zdaj pa se je zdel veliko lepši, kot ga je imel v spominu. Nekaj je bilo na tem dekletu – na tej ženski, kajti prepričan je bil, da je starejša od njega – zaradi česar se je iz nenada počutil povsem očaranega. Kakor da bi ga ustrelila s puščico. »Boš kavo?« se je pozanimal, njegov glas je bil še vedno za odtenek globji, kot je bil vajen, najbrž zaradi količine pokajenih cigaret in ne popolne treznosti. Njegova roka je zdrsela po njenem golem ramenu.
emma thompson
število prispevkov : 136 cash : 286 street reputation : 141 tvoja starost : 30 starost lika : 39 group : locals kraj rojstva : dallas, usa.
Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 10:28 am
nekaj jo je zmotilo. nekaj jo je predramilo iz spanca in potrebovala je nekaj trenutkov, da je ugotovila, da je bilo tisto nekaj telo, ki se je nahajalo v postelji poleg njenega. bila je gola – lahko je čutila tiste hladne rjuhe ob svojih nogah, ker tako ali tako ni nikoli dobro spala, če je bila popolnoma pokrita. premaknila se je – brez prevelike naglice se je najprej pretegnila kot mačka in v postelji iztegnila svoje gibko telo, preden je odprla oči in pogled uprla v neznanca poleg nje. pa saj je vedela, kako mu je bilo ime. le da se ji ni zdelo ravno bistveno, da bi si ga zapomnila. »živijo, neznanec,« se je zato mrmraje odzvala, njen prst pa je počasi zdrsnil po njegovih ustnicah. teh se je spomnila od prejšnjega večera – težko bi jih izbrisala iz spomina.
ob njegovem vprašanju se je prvič tega jutra nasmehnila, medtem ko se je uprla na svoje dlani in se nekoliko vzravnala – samo toliko, da se je lahko naslonila na blazino za seboj. emma ni bila ena izmed žensk, ki bi se hitele zakrivati – dobro je vedela, da je izgledala prekleto dobro in svojega telesa ni prav nikoli pred nikomer skrivala. »samo kavo? nekako sem upala na zajtrk,« je dejala, njen glas še vedno nekoliko raskav. tip je bil očitno italijan in prejšnjega večera jo je očaral dovolj, da je pristala v postelji z njim. zdaj se je vzravnala; njeni nogi sta bili spodviti pod njej, medtem ko se je nagnila proti njemu in z dlanjo mimogrede zdrsnila skozi lase, ki so zdaj spominjali na rdeč slap – še posebej, ko se je ob njenem premiku vanje ujela jutranja svetloba. brez oklevanja se je nagnila k njemu; z dlanjo je zaobjela njegov obraz in ga potem poljubila, kot da bi bila to najbolj naravna stvar na svetu; a dotik njegovih ustnic jo je vsekakor spomnil na to, zakaj je šla z njim domov.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 10:40 am
tag, emma!
Nasmehnil se je, njegov pogled je kajhitro od njenih oči zdrsnil po njenem telesu. Bila je izredno lepa ženska, čeprav ne nujno sanjskih potez. Pojma ni imel, kaj je bilo na njej, vsekakor pa je bilo res, da je imela določen seksapil, ki ga dotlej niti slučajno še ni doživel. Pri nikomer, še pri Caterini ne. V sekundi je lahko slabo vest, ki bi se praviloma morala nabrati v njem, ko je prvič to jutro pomislil na svojo ženo, odrinil stran. Preveč ga je vzburjala rdečelasa boginja, da bi bil sploh sposoben, kaj šele voljan razmišljati o svetlolaski, ki je na rodni Siciliji skrbela za njegove otroke. Znova se je nasmejal, ko je omenila zajtrk. Niti slučajno ni razmišljal o hrani, ko pa je imel v rokah nekaj boljšega. Nagnila se je k njemu, njeni svileni lasje so podrsali po njegovi koži, njene sladke ustnice so se znova znašle na njegovih; ne, če so nebesa obstajala, gotovo niso bila nekje na prekletem nebu, ampak med nogami te lepotice. »Ne bi me motilo, če bi za zajtrk pojedel tebe,« se je zarežal, ko se je umaknila, nato se je nagnil na stran, pogled mu je ušel proti nočni omarici, na kateri je ležala njegova cigaretnica. Čeprav je njegov glas zvenel še tako raskavo, si ni mogel kaj, da si ne bi po tako napornem večeru privoščil cigarete; navsezadnje sta včeraj drug drugega raztrgala na koščke, več kot samo enkrat, vsekakor. »Boš eno?« se je pozanimal, ko je med ustnicami že držal svojo cigareto, in je cigaretnico pridržal pred njo, da bi si lahko privoščila, če bi si želela. Naredil ji bo zajtrk, prekleto dober zajtrk, vsekakor, samo zdajle.. zdajle je bil še čas, da si nekoliko odpočije. Z drugo roko je segel po vžigalniku in si ožgal konico svojega cigareta, nato je njegov pogled spet obstal na njej, na njenih očeh, nato pa – predvsem – na njenih ustnicah.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 10:49 am
zasmejala se je ob njegovih besedah – njen smeh se je razlegel po prostoru, medtem ko je počasi zmajala z glavo. »kdo te ustavlja?« je dejala z rahlo privzdignjenimi obrvmi; navsezadnje je bila zadržanost zadnja stvar, ki bi jo emma premogla. vedno je storila samo in izključno tisto, kar je hotela – to se ji je doslej že izplačalo in njeno življenje zdaj ne bi moglo biti boljše – sploh v tem trenutku, ko se je nekako znašla v postelji s temnolascem. pa ne da bi ji bile avanture tuje – ampak vedno znova se je ob tem zabavala. všeč ji je bil način, s katerim so jo opazovali in se potem tako zelo trudili, da bi jo zadržali, tudi ko je bilo očitno, da je nikoli več ne bodo videli.
»ah, prosim,« je dejala, medtem ko si je vzela nekaj trenutkov za to, da ga je opazovala, ko si je prižgal cigareto. šele nato je sama segla po njej in našobila svoje ustnice, med katerima je prijela cigareto in se ozrla proti njemu, da bi ji dal še dim. znala je očarati moške in velik del tega je bil zgolj v tem, da se je svoje privlačnosti zavedala ter jo znala izkoristiti sebi v prid. njene polne ustnice so se ukrivile v nasmešek, ko je opazila njegov pogled na njih, potem pa je spet spregovorila. »kako si že rekel, da ti je ime?« je zamrmrala, njene oči pa so spet ujele njegove. zdaj ga je preizkušala – opazovala njegove reakcije in se odločala, če je še bilo vredno ostati ali pa bi raje ponovila prejšnjo noč; tokrat brez velike mere alkohola in s tisto počasno igro zapeljevanja, ki ji je tako dobro šla od rok.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 11:07 am
tag, emma!
Njen smeh je bil simpatičen, čeprav je v sebi vsekakor nosil noto tistega, kar je bila zares in kar je Samuel sam pri sebi razumel, da je – ženska, ki se ne ozira na druge. Nekdo, ki brezsrčno išče zgolj lasten interes. Videti je bilo v njenih očeh, spoznati je bilo v njenem smehu, in vendar.. je verjel, da je hotela biti z njim. Kakor da bi mu njen odličen igralski smisel kljub zavedanju, da se moti, dajal občutek, da je zanjo tisti trenutek edina oseba. Ta hladno-topla igra mu je bila precejšnja neznanka, vajen je biti seksa, ki ni pomenil ničesar, tukaj pa je ob njej obstal.. kot začaran. Nekaj je imela, vsekakor je imela nekaj. Z rokami jo je prijel za ramena, nato jo je z nekolikšno grobostjo potisnil na posteljo, da je bila znova pod njim, kakor včeraj – nekajkrat. Z rokama se je naslonil na vzmetnico, njegove oči so bile med tem fiksirane na njene; levico je dvignil in s prsti zdrsel po njenih dolgih rdečih kodrih. »Človek se te kar ne more naveličati,« je nekoliko zasanjano dejal, ji pritisnil poljub na ustnice, nato je svoje telo znova dvignil iz njenega in se postavil v sedeč položaj, njegove noge so pogledale preko roba postelje in se ustavile na tleh. Znova se je iztegnil k njej, toliko, da je prižgal njeno cigareto in se namuznil še enkrat, nato je vstal iz postelje, pogled mu je skorajda samoiniciativno pobegnil navzdol, da bi preveril, kolikšen nivo vzburjenosti pravzaprav kaže. Ne preveč. »Samuel,« je zamrmral in cigareto znova pridržal med ustnicami, ko se je sprehodil do omare, iz predala potegnil spodnjice in si jih precej malomarno potegnil preko riti. »Ti me lahko kličeš Sammy, vsi me kličejo Sammy,« je nato pojasnil in obstal na svojem mestu, cigareto je znova pridržal med prsti. Moral bi jo vprašati, kako je ime njej, pa se je počutil skorajda neprijetno. Saj se bo sam spomnil. »Kaj bi jedla?« se je pozanimal, s hrbtom se je naslonil na hladen les omare za seboj. »Lahko ti naredim karkoli,« mu je nato nevede ušlo hvalisanje. Bil je dober kuhar, kaj naj, prekleto.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 11:21 am
brez oklevanja mu je vrnila poljub, ko se je nenadoma znašla pod njim. dejansko ni imela nič proti tisti grobosti, s katero jo je nenadoma obravnaval – bila je ženska, ki veliko prenesla in morda je po svojem bila celo pristašica bolj grobega seksa in moških, ki so na njeni koži puščali modrice kot majhne opomine na to, kaj vse je počela s svojim življenjem. a že zdavnaj se je odločila, da bo izjemna – in točno to je tudi bila. ob njegovih besedah se je nasmehnila; samozavestno, ker je to že vedela. prav tako pa je vedela tudi, da je bil temnolasec očaran nad njo. ljudje je niso znali razbrati – to jih je pritegnilo.
sledila mu je s pogledom, medtem ko so njene ustnice zaobjele cigareto in je vdihnila dim v svoja pljuča. »potem te bom jaz vsekakor klicala samuel,« se je nasmehnila sama pri sebi, kot da bi šlo za šalo, ki bi jo poznala samo ona. emma je bila daleč od tega, da bi počela tisto, kar so počeli vsi drugi. poleg tega mu je samuel bolj pristajalo… nekako ga je naredilo bolj odraslo. čeprav je vsekakor vedela, da je bil več kot dovolj odrasel, pa četudi par let mlajši od nje. par let gor ali dol res ni bilo bistveno. stopila je na noge in počasi zakorakala do njega – dovolj počasi, da si je lahko dobro ogledal njeno telo, preden je obstala pred njim. skoraj preblizu – če je takšna stvar sploh obstajala, medtem ko je njena dlan mimogrede segla v omaro in na dan potegnila eno izmed belih srajc, ki si jo je nadela. ni se trudila z gumbi; njene oči so poiskale njegove, medtem ko se je nasmehnila, prijela njegov cigaret v dlan in ga skupaj s svojim umaknila, preden ga je spet poljubila in se tokrat s svojim telesom privila ob njegovega; vedno je imela rada občutek tuje kože na svoji. mehko ga je ugriznila v ustnico in se potem sama pri sebi nasmehnila, ko so njene oči zavrtale v njegove. »sploh veš, kako mi je ime?« se je pozanimala, čeprav je bilo njeno vprašanje prej izziv kot pa karkoli drugega.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 16, 2013 11:41 am
tag, emma!
Nasmehnil se je in nenazadnje prikimal, rekel pa ni ničesar – tako netipično zanj, ko pa je bil vendar vedno tisti, ki je druge prepričeval, naj ga kličejo po tem vzdevku, ki se ga je držal. Vse je prepričeval v to, ljudi, ki so bili veliko vplivnejši kot ona, in vendar je zdaj ostal brez besed. Lahko ga je klicala po polnem imenu. Nič ni imel proti. Zdelo se mu je, kakor da bi čas zamrznil, ko se mu je približala in sledil je njenim očem, njenim gibom, vse je nemo spremljal in prav zares ni bilo potrebno poudarjati, kako zelo si jo je znova zaželel. Ne, nekaj nečloveškega je bilo na njej, nekaj božanskega ali kaj takšnega, kajti bila je izjemna in z enim samim premikom, pogledom, dotikom – je lahko dosegla, da mu je spodneslo tla pod nogami. Nato je znova spregovorila in odprl je usta, da bi ugovarjal, pa je za nekaj trenutkov samo nemo zrl vanjo; kako je bilo mogoče, da ga je tako spretno prebrala po samo nekaj izmenjanih stavkih? »Jaz..« Obstal je, njegove oči so se izgubljale v njenih, počutil se je osramočenega in očaranega istočasno in najmanjšega pojma ni imel, kam naj pobegne pred njo. Živega ga bo odrla. Živega ga bo požrla. »Emma,« je bleknil prvo ime, ki mu je padlo na pamet in ki bi ji lahko pristajalo. »Emma si,« je ponovil, zdaj upajoč, da ni zadel v prazno. O bog, kako prekleto ponižujoče bi bilo to.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Tor Sep 17, 2013 7:52 pm
kdorkoli je že ta samuel bil – vsekakor je imel zelo privlačen nasmešek. tiste vrste nasmešek, ki je segel do njegovih oči in jo pritegnil, da nenadoma ni bila več zainteresirana za nikogar drugega. tudi prejšnjega večera se je to zgodilo – preživela ga je v družbi nekega drugega neznanca, potem pa je mimo prišel ta temnolasec in nenadoma jo je vse ostalo dolgočasilo. včasih jo je dolgočasil cel svet, ampak takšna je pač bila. dokler ni prišel mimo tale zalogaj… ki jo je fasciniral.
njene oči so preiskovale njegove, medtem ko je ostala v njegovi neposredni bližini. že zelo dolgo se ni več menila za pravila in rada je potiskala ljudi na rob. ampak on je bil drugačen. in ko je nenadoma spregovoril, ga je nepremično opazovala nekaj trenutkov, preden se je morala zasmejati. njen tih smeh je nekaj trenutkov napolnil prostor med njima, preden je njen prst spet zdrsnil čez njegove ustnice. »že morda,« je rekla, »ampak včeraj mi je bilo ime drugače. pozabil si,« je mehko naznanila, njene ustnice pa so se ukrivile v nasmešek. »in bojim se, da se mi boš za to malo… neprijetnost,« je našla pravo besedo, »moral opravičiti,« se je odločila. njeni nohti so dovolj nežno zdrsnili prek njegove kože – od ramena, čez ključnico in prsni koš mimo trebuha, dokler se niso naposled ovili okrog blaga kosa oblačila, ki ga je imel na sebi, nato pa ga je tako potegnila bližje k sebi. »poljubi me,« je tiho zahtevala; a njene besede so bile dovolj odločne, da ni bilo mogoče spregledati izziva v njih.
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sammy galante
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Privzdignil je obrvi, kajti v tistem trenutku mu je skozi misli švignilo še kakšnih deset drugih imen, ki bi prav tako kot tole lahko funkcionirala. Eva. Ella. Kaj takšnega. Kako naj bi se sploh spomnil, bil je dovolj pijan, da je pozabil, kje sta zaštopala taksi do njegovega doma. »Morda,« je odvrnil z njenimi besedami, ko se je privijala bliže in bliže. Bila je izredno seksi, je bila pa tudi nekoliko ustrahujoča. Kakor da bi lahko – pa ni vedel kako – dosegla bolečino in trpljenje zanj, če ne bi do potankosti upošteval njenih želja, njenih ukazov. Nekaj naravnost neverjetnega je bilo na njej, to je zlahka priznal. Bila je prekleto lepa, prekleto seksapilna, hkrati pa bolj mogočna kot kdorkoli od deklet, s katerimi je kdaj legel v posteljo. Imela je energijo, ki jo je ovijala, da ni bilo potrebno o njej vedeti ničesar, in vendar je bilo jasno, da nima opravka kar s komerkoli. Potegnila ga je bliže in brez pomisleka se ji je vdal, dokler se niso njegove ustnice znova znašle na njenih, njegovi prsti so zdrseli po mehki koži njenega vratu, ko jo je potisnil še bliže, kakor da bi jo hotel v celoti pojesti. Kar.. niti slučajno ni bilo pretirano daleč od tega, kar si je pravzaprav zares želel. A nato se je ustavil in se umaknil, čeprav je še zmeraj obdržal minimalno distanco. Njegove oči so odpotovale od nežno rožnatih ustnic proti njenim očem, za trenutek sta takole obstala, njegove dlani so objemale njen obraz, njegovi prsti so bili zakopani med slap spuščenih rdečih las. »Zakaj si torej včeraj sklenila, da boš raje nekdo drug?« se je tiho pozanimal, na njegovem obrazu pa se je zarisala sled nasmeška. Ni bil jezen ali karkoli, vse skupaj je bilo namreč precej fascinantno. Nikdar se ni igral takšnih igric, a iskreno je verjel, da mu bodo šle prav dobro od rok, ko se jih enkrat navadi. Če bodo tej njegovi čudoviti ljubimki ustrezale, seveda.
emma thompson
število prispevkov : 136 cash : 286 street reputation : 141 tvoja starost : 30 starost lika : 39 group : locals kraj rojstva : dallas, usa.
bil je tako zelo presneto očarljiv in na njem je bilo nekaj, kar jo je po svoje vleklo k njemu. bil je tako zelo... saj ni vedela, katera je bila beseda, ki jo je iskala. vsekakor je deloval tako zadovoljno, ampak na trenutke tudi prestrašeno. potem je bil spet prepričan vase in nato... nato se ji je zdelo, da bi ji najraje podaril ves svet. nemudoma se je povzpel visoko po lestvici njenih najljubših, ker ga ni znala razbrati in ker je že sam dotik njegove gole kože na njeni pri njej povzročal neke nenavadne mravljince, ki so ji bili več kot samo všeč.
in poljubi so bili naravnost očarljivi. del nje je komaj čakal, da bosta šla dlje od tega; z lahkoto bi ga potegnila nazaj na posteljo ali pa ga prepričala v to, da bi si jo vzel kar tam. nič ne bi imela proti; bila je dobra v čemerkoli, seks je bil njeno orožje in njeno telo sredstvo, ki ga je znala presneto dobro uporabljati. vanj je uprla iskreno presenečen pogled. »zakaj?« je ponovila in se nato počasi nasmehnila. »fasciniraš me, samuel, veš to?« je mehko zamrmrala in pogled uprla naravnost v njegove oči. »zakaj bi morala vedno biti jaz? zakaj vsako vprašanje potrebuje odgovor? nekatere stvari so nerazložljive in ravno zaradi tega toliko boljše,« je mrmraje nadaljevala in potem pogled spet spustila do njegovih ustnic. »kaj natanko je tisto, kar hočeš?« se je pozanimala. vprašanje je bilo zastavljeno preveč široko in preveč nedoločno, da bi lahko točno vedel, kaj je imela v mislih – ampak ravno zaradi tega je bila toliko bolj v pričakovanju njegovega odgovora.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pet Sep 27, 2013 11:45 am
tag, emma!
Prikimal je, ko je ponovila njegovo vprašanje, in nekoliko skomignil z rameni, kakor da bi nekako čutil, da je s samim vprašanjem morda naredil nepopravljivo napako. Česa takega si vsekakor ni želel, s tole gospodično – s tole gospo – se je želel zadržati dalj časa. Ne samo za enkraten seks, neponovljivo doživetje, želel si jo je v svoji postelji dnevno; ali na kakršnekoli drugem mestu, če postelja ni več zadoščala, njemu je bilo prilično vseeno, dokler je bila rdečelaska pripravljena zanj razširiti noge. Ničesar ni rekel, ko je pričela znova govoriti s tistim mističnim tonom, ki ga je gotovo uporabila zato, da je očarala vsakega moškega, ki si ga je poželela. V vseh pogledih je bila boginja, čutil je lahko, kako mu vedno bolj razburjeno utripa srce in kako mu roke kar samoiniciativno silijo k njenemu razgaljenemu telesu, kakor bi nenadoma vsa samokontrola, ki jo je premogel, v trenutku izginila. Privzdignil je obrvi, njena obrazložitev je bila znova prav toliko skrivnostna, kakor je bila skrivnostna ona sama, in nenadoma je skomignil in bežno zmajal z glavo, edino, kar je premogel, da pokaže svoje nestrinjanje. Ni bil pretirano sanjav in stvari je imel rad razjasnjene. »Nič,« je zmajal z glavo, ko mi je pogled znova zdrsnil po njenem telesu in je vedel, da njegov odgovor niti najmanj ni resničen. Vrnil se je k njenim očem in še preden bi lahko odgovorila na njegov skop odgovor, je nadaljeval: »Hočem tebe.« potegnil jo je bliže k sebi, njegove ustnice na njenih, njegove roke grobo na njeni koži, kakor da bi jo hotel povleči vase; bog, koga pa je hotel pretentati, ta ženska je bila veliko boljša od vseh, s katerimi se je v življenju zapletel. »Te bom lahko še videl?« se je pozanimal, ko se je odlepil od njenih ustnic, njegov obraz je obstal milimetre od njenega. Ni se želel poslavljati, a dan je vse skupaj postavil v novo luč in četudi bi se veliko raje požvižgal na svoje obveznosti in tukaj ostal z njo, je prihajal čas, da se uredi in se vrne tja, kamor spada. Od te boginje nazaj med ostale smrtnike.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pet Sep 27, 2013 12:02 pm
pa saj bi se odzvala na njegove besede, ampak navsezadnje ji niti ni dal časa za to, ker jo je že v naslednjem delčku sekunde potegnil k sebi in ponovno poljubil. tako mu je lahko le vrnila poljub in obdržala besede zase. saj ni bila povsem prepričana, kaj bi rekla. vsi so prej ali slej hoteli njo in njegov odgovor – čeprav morda še tako lep in dober za slišati – je bil skoraj pričakovan. na temnolasem italijanu je vsekakor pustila dober vtis, toliko je lahko razbrala iz načina, s katerim jo je poljubil. oboževala ga je zaradi tega; morda samo v tistem trenutku, ampak obravnaval jo je kot nekoga posebnega in to ji je bilo všeč.
samo nasmehnila se je, ko so se njune ustnice ločile. njeno telo je bilo še vedno privito ob njegovega, ko je pogled uprla v njegove oči. njegovo vprašanje je obviselo v zraku, a namesto odgovora se je samo nagnila bližje in pritisnila mehek, nežen poljub na njegove ustnice, preden se je spretno izvila iz njegovega objema in iz tal pobrala svojo obleko od prejšnjega večera. potegnila jo je na svoje telo in zakorakala nazaj do njega, medtem pa potisnila rdeče lase na eno stran. »zadrga, če ti ni odveč?« je spregovorila in počakala, da je storil tisto, kar ga je prosila, potem pa razpustila svoje lase in se obrnila proti njemu. »morda,« je zamrmrala. oba sta vedela, da je bil to njen odgovor na njegove besede. namenila mu je še zadnji nasmešek. »do takrat pa… adijo, samuel.« in s temi besedami se je obrnila ter se odpravila.
the end.
tagged: sammy. :3
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 6:32 pm
it was august and it was hot outside, even in the evenings. that’s why she was wearing a light summer dress with high heels as she slowly walked towards the doors. she had a lot of time to think. she was quite baffled since their last meeting and she kept replaying it in her head, especially in the night time. yeah, she should’ve been angry and upset and who knows what else, but honestly, she wasn’t. she felt weird, mostly. he did something no one has ever done before and she found herself liking it. for better or for worse: emma was always attracted to people who were different.
that’s why she was there. she thought about it for a long time and she was totally confident of herself. she was standing in front of the door to his house now. it was late evening so she was guessing he was at home. besides, she was able to see lights from inside the house. she rang the bell and waited, even though she didn’t have to wait for long before he opened the door. “samuel,” she smiled and then stepped towards him and kissed him without saying anything else because frankly, there was nothing more to add.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 9:49 pm
tag, emma the babe
He had one of those lazy Sundays where the only thing he was interested in was sitting at home and watching the television. He was wearing a plain t-shirt and boxers, eating french fries that the delivery guy had just brought along with a hamburger he already ate in and watching a marathon of some crappy tv show he just so happened to find extremely funny. Just in time for the comercial break, his door bell rang and he looked in the direction of the front door, thinking how extremely absurd it is that someone is at his door at that precise moment. It sure wasn't the delivery guy, so he got up and slowly walked over the living room, down the hall and stopped at the door, thinking for a few seconds. It could be someone that's after his life. Or his drugs, that happened before. It wasn't as if he was just some sad fuck that nobody knew existed, he was becoming quite a popular drug dealer, thank you very much. The thought of someone wanting to take his life because he really is kind of important was quite flattering for a moment or two, then he descended from his dream cloud and realized it's probably just the neighbour woman who lost her cat every other day and went ringing the doorbells of everyone living close, asking if they found Snuggles. So he took a deep breath and he opened the door, just to find an extremely hot lady who just happened to be his ex lover standing in front of them. »Oh,« was all he could say, since this didn't make any sense at all. They called it quits, he was there, so was she. More than just once, actually. But then she walked up to him and kissed his lips and as his eyebrows raised, his hand – almost without realizing it – wrapped around his waist. For the quite long lasting kiss. Then he stepped away, towards the door, closed them and said, »What the hell are you doing here?« He wasn't mad, he was just extremely surprised.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 10:04 pm
oh yeah, that kiss was most certainly something she came for. she might’ve been reconsidering it a few seconds ago, but at that moment she knew for certain that she was right. he was something special and she was intrigued. she usually wasn’t going after people who made her extremely angry or upset or both, but that brown-haired man right there was a new story. she felt his hand on her waist as she kissed him; pulling her closer and for a moment there she felt really happy and then he stepped away and asked a question to which she immediately replied: “I came back.” it was as simple as that.
okay, maybe not all that simple. she always disliked explanations but she owed him one, considering the fact that she just showed up on his doorstep and kissed him after that huge drama they had. “okay, here is the thing: I was really mean to you back then. I usually don’t do all the mushy-feely thing and it freaked me out a little to see you all beaten up so I did what I’ve always done and it wasn’t pretty so I guess it was fair from you to give me a taste of my own medicine.” she wasn’t usually that open with people. especially not like that; not with things that were important to her. “quite some time has passed and I want you back, samuel. you are special,” she announced with the tiniest smile on her face when she looked at him. “are you still angry with me?”
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 10:33 pm
tag, emma the babe
»Yes,« he slowly nodded his head, his eyebrows still very high on his forehead, »I can see that..« He didn't sound rude, nor did he want to, he just wanted an explanation for this. She just shows up out of the blue after.. everything? Just shows up on his fucking doorstep, wearing that sexy looking dress and those killer heels, and the only thing she offers as an explanation is, 'i came back'? a bad fucking excuse, if you ask him. Or, at least, not good enough. He wasn't her toy, not anymore, and as much as he was drawn to her physically, he still wanted to maintain his interity. He sure as hell wasn't going to let her push him around anymore like she did. And as she spoke again – and it was obvious that she didn't like it – there was something extremely sincere about her words. Something that made him sigh, cause the deal was pretty much done at that exact moment. He wanted her back, too. He just wanted to be respected, to know that he's not just a huge waste of space. That was all, and it wasn't all that hard, now, was it? »No, I– I don't know,« he shook his head, making a few steps down the corridor, as if that would help him think. »No, I guess, I mean, no, I'm not angry, I just..« He ran his hand through his curly hair, trying to think of a good reply to what she had just told him, all of it. He couldn't think of anything. »Do you..« His eyes found hers again. »Do you want.. something to drink?« He gestured towards the living room, but she pretty much knew her way around already, anyway. »I could really use a drink.«
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 10:44 pm
well she didn’t know what exactly to expect from him, mostly because she never pulled off anything as reckless and stupid and crazy as this. she basically came to him with her heart on her hands and offered it to him. emma was very protective of her heart. and even though saying those words wouldn’t be such a big of a deal to most people – well, she wasn’t most people. god, this felt weird. she felt insecure about all of it. this was different because for once, she didn’t just except him to do what she wanted. he was unpredictable. and she liked it a lot.
she made sure none of her thoughts were visible on her face, though. she was watching him carefully; trying to figure out what the hell was going on in his head but she failed and so she just nodded her head yes. “that would be lovely.” she walked to the living room and sat down. “whiskey for me, please.” she didn’t even realize she was playing with her bracelets she wore mostly because she wanted to hide the ugly bruising on her skin that was still visible even after two weeks after the attack. she hated it. she took a sip of her drink and then she couldn’t stay quiet any longer. “samuel, I screwed up. but I honestly think you are amazing.” she wasn’t sure what else to add. besides, it was his turn to talk now.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 11:14 pm
tag, emma the babe
She sat down on the couch as he walked up to the bar that separated the living area from the small kitchen he didn't really use all that much anymore. He loved to cook, it was just that he was incredibly lazy and simply ordered take-out pretty much all the time. »Right,« he nodded, two glasses in one of his hands and a bottle of Four Roses in the other. He walked back to where she was sitting, he put the glasses down on the wooden table next to the couch and as he started opening the bottle, the noise her braceletes were making caught his attention. He could almost immediately quite a large bruise on her wrist and he raised his eyebrows a little. »What happened there?« he asked with a bitter tone. He still had quite a couple of bruises on his body as well and he pretty much needed to lay down every half an hour since one of his ribs were obviously fractured. »Yes, thank you,« he said quickly, trying not to show her how much it meant to him to hear that. He really needed her to say that. He really just.. needed her to notice he wasnt just some retard she was fucking whenever she felt like it. He took one of the glasses in his hand and poured the whiskey in, then did the same with the other and gave the first glass over to Emma. He poured considerably more alcohol into his own glass, which he didn't find wrong – he was pretty sure he needed it a whole lot more than she did. Without waiting for a toast he poured the liquor down his throat and let out a small cough. »Alright,« he nodded, feeling a lot more prepared for the talk or the – whatever was about to happen here.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 11:26 pm
she was not very happy about him noticing her bruise on the wrist; the exact spot where that stupid bastard tied her to the bed the other night and tried to do god knows what to her. she still got cold shivers by the mere thought of it. usually she would just say ‘nothing’ and changed the topic, but this… whatever this was, it was far from usual. “a guy attacked me.” her complete honesty surprised her a little and she took the glass he offered and thanked him before taking a sip. there. all better. but there was nothing more to add.
she smiled as he thanked her. he probably didn’t even realize what she was doing. for the first time in years, probably, she was being sincere. she wasn’t trying to make him do something she wanted because he was no longer someone who she expected to do whatever she pleased. he was so much more than that. she loved it. she looked up at him as he spoke again and then she had to smile. it was the first time she has ever done that with him, but she just couldn’t help herself. “are you okay?” she asked and smiled. “I mean, you do seem a bit tense,” she noted and then her hand slid down his arm. it was not even a real touch – it was just a brush of their skins. “you are not angry with me, but you are what, samuel?” she wondered and looked him in the eyes.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 11:44 pm
tag, emma the babe
He really did believe he couldn't care less, but as she spoke, he could feel how every single inch of his skin got tense. »He what?« he demanded with an extremely cold tone, realizing he could probably kill tthe son of a bitch, whoever he was, whatever he was trying to do to his.. to Emma. »What did he do to you?« He wanted to know more and he wanted to know that motherfucker's name so he could put a bullet his skull. He was trying to keep calm, but he could feel his vein pumping on his forehead. He was sincerely pissed off. How dare someone even touch her? Oh yes, he wanted her to be his, his alone, that was what he wanted of her. That was also, not just because of her, also because of the tiny fact that he had a family at home, waiting for him, quite impossible. She was never going to be his alone. He looked at her as he posed the confusing question and simply shrugged because he clearly didn't know the answer to that one. Was he okay? Not really, not with her around to make him feel so fucking uncomfortable. »Yeah, yes, I am,« he laughed a bit as if feeling relief for knowing he wasn't the one to state the obvious first. He looked down his empty glass, then reached for the bottle again, feeling her touch but not reacting to it. »I don't, I don't know,« he said shaking his head; oh, he knew exactly what it was but he was quite sure she didn't really want to hear it. »It's just..« He looked at her again, making a short pause, »It's just you, fucking with my head again..« It was exhausting to resist her but at the same time he was pretty sure nothing more would happen, they'd just go back to bing fuck buddies where she was the master and he was the slave.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Ned Sep 29, 2013 11:55 pm
she didn’t expect him to be that curious about what happened and she looked at him with surprise in her eyes. “he grabbed me. he pushed me to some random motel room and tied me up to the bed. and then he tried… to rape me, I guess?” her voice was much more quiet now. she still had a bunch of bad memories. “but he didn’t really do anything because then I got help and he… couldn’t.” and she was freaked out and still very scared, but thankfully not in so much pain anymore. “it doesn’t really matter now,” she assured him. she was okay. at least much better.
she let him talk and she just listened to those few words he had to say. she took another sip of her drink, put her glass on the table and closed her eyes for a second. fucking with his head again. no, that wasn’t what she was doing and he… he didn’t know. of course he didn’t. “okay, here goes nothing. first of all, I am really not used to saying stuff like that out loud and it makes me feel weird so I will probably just say it once so please, just listen,” she started and then turned to him so she was facing him with her body now. “I usually do that, yeah. fuck with people’s heads. I do realize it’s not nice, but most people are so ridiculously boring and average and I can’t help myself.” she took few seconds to think. “but you… you are not like the rest of them. there is something incredibly fascinating about you and I am somehow drawn to you. yeah, sex is amazing, but I’d also very much like to talk to you or something. get to know you.” she never told anyone that. she never even thought she was able of forming those words and yet they were there and now she was looking at him, awaiting response.
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sammy galante
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 30, 2013 12:20 am
tag, emma the babe
»Jesus,« his hand almost immediately reached for his hair again, his eyes wandering the room that suddenly felt completely unknown. It was as if.. as if he needed to be there, to protect her – and he wasn't, actually, the last time he saw her was when he told her quite a lot of nasty things and then.. somewhere between then and now, she almost got fucking raped? He should have been there for her. »Jesus, Emma, I..« He really had no idea what to say. He might have to say he was sorry, yet again this was a crime he didn't commit. He might say he'll kill the bastard, then again he was pretty sure he couldn't keep that promise. »Jesus fucking Christ,« he murmured down his beard as his eyes stopped on a empty vase on a shelve. He'd gladly split that guy's head open with that vase, that was for sure. And then she spoke and he listened, he listened as carefully as she wanted him to and he understood eveyrthing she was saying. He felt as if his heart was possibly about to explode; he really did need to hear everything she had just said. It was pretty much more than he could ever hope for; and it was real. He felt like a school boy in love. »Well..« he softly started after quite a long pause, »I would like to get to know you, too.« And that was that. It was enough, they didn't even need to say anything more. The deal was done, now it was really done. And so he did what he needed to do, what he wanted to do so badly. He leaned in and he kissed her lips again, a passionate kiss, reuniting them once more.
emma thompson
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Naslov sporočila: Re: forrest hills avenue no. 10 Pon Sep 30, 2013 12:30 am
she definitely didn’t see him reacting like that. she just figured that he would be okay with her telling him that it was in the past and then he got really – what was the word she was looking for? – angry, or maybe upset and she felt something really weird she never felt before and it was happening in her chest area and it was probably her heart racing and she wanted to make it beat normally until she realized she liked it. she liked the weird feeling he was giving her. “no, samuel,” she said and smiled reassuringly at him. “I mean it, I am okay.” she was wondering what he would say if she showed him her body because that dress hid an awful lot of bruises.
the long pause was killing her. she never had to wait for such an answer; such a reaction or something so she just didn’t know what to do. it was somehow weird just sitting there. she didn’t like the tension and she was about to actually start playing with her hair when he finally said something and her eyes were on his face almost immediately and when she heard what he had to say she couldn’t help herself but smile. he kissed her and she could feel that somewhere in her stomach; was that what people called butterflies? – and she kissed him back, letting go of her thoughts and concentrating on him. the kiss was amazing but soon enough she was pulling him closer; it was too long and her whole body was longing for him and it felt somehow different this time, but she was too busy to think about that.
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sammy galante
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He was quiet quite for some time, since he really didn't know what the appropriate answer was, and then he finally turned to face her as he slowly nodded. He was quite determined at that time; she was going to tell him who it was, if she knew, or at least what he looked like – and he'll find him. And he'll kill him. He'll blow his fucking brains off and get blood on his hands, he didn't even care about himself at that point. He wanted to make sure that.. justice was served. And that nobody, no-fucking-body would ever again lay his hand on his girl. She was his girl, he didn't give a fuck about what anyone else said, including her. He was super posessive and he wanted him to bi his alone and he was going to make that happen, for fuck's sake! He waited long enough, didn't he? As she started pulling him closer it almost felt as if the universe was giving them a new, fair chance. A clean cut. A start of something that could go both ways, but he was really hoping for the best. His body got closer to hers, his skin pushing onto hers, his hands in her wild red curls, his lips grabbing for hers as if there was no tomorrow. »What fucking ever,« he pushed himself back just for a second, looking into her beautiful eyes, »Right now I'd just like to fuck you sensationally, if that's fine with you.« He knew he was the one that wanted to do the whole talking and getting-to-know-each-other sentimental shit, but at that moment he wanted nothing more than to fuck her brains out, as long as she was okay with that. It wasn't as if he'd forget the importance of love-making; and he was skilled in that, oh yes, he was.
emma thompson
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it was pretty obvious to her that he was going over and over what she told him. she didn’t really get it – she was already over that and yeah, she might’ve been scared and frightened and horrified that day she was just a bit angry now. and even that was fading – after all, jack made her give the statement to the police and they were probably doing their job. or not. she would probably hate the bastard more if it was personal. it wasn’t that important and she was happy that samuel didn’t go on with it. they had more important things to discuss. or do, for that matter.
his touches burned like fire on her skin and she loved it. they had sex before – and they had a lot of it, but this time it felt more important. somehow deeper, even though she never actually believed that she would be able to give up being above everything else. but now it wasn’t just about her. it was about him and about them and even the kiss was magnificent. she smiled as he spoke. “you read my mind,” she murmured and looked him in the eyes and without further words she kissed him again; this time she moved and then she was on his lap. he was still sitting on the couch and she just pushed him a bit back so he was leaning on the backseat and she was still kissing him, pulling him closer just so she was able to get rid of his shirt and then she pushed him back again; her fingers slowly sliding on his skin the way she recalled he liked it and she also slowly started to move her hips. oh yes, she was enjoying this.