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Naslov sporočila: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 7:23 am
tag, grace
že nekajkrat je vstal in odšel nazaj do zanikrnega dvigala, ki bi ga bilo nujno potrebno zamenjati. prekleto, morda bo sam plačal popravilo njene celotne stanovanjske zgradbe. čudilo ga je, da so stene sploh še držale pokonci in da se je železna škatla sploh premikala. stokrat se je že sprehodil po hodniku navzgor in navzdol, čakajoč, da bo prišla domov. lažje bi bilo, če bi jo počakal, da zaključi s svojo izmeno. vendar ni želel z njo govoriti v službi, pred ostalimi. imel je občutek, da bi bilo vsem že od daleč jasno, da do temnolaske nikakor ni ravnodušen. zato je čepel pred njenim stanovanjem. znova se je usedel kar na tla, kar ni bilo najbolj pametno početje v dragi obleki, ki je stala več kot tisto podrto dvigalo. ''prekleto,'' je zamrmral predse, ko se je z glavo naslonil nazaj na vrata njenega stanovanja. šele danes je izvedel za včerajšnji incident. očtino se nikomur ni zdelo preveč pomembno, da bi šefa obvestili o tem, kaj se dogaja v klubu. menda si je ena od strank privoščila preveč, šla predaleč. in posredovati so morali jebeni varnostniki. za kar je izvedel šele danes. idioti. seveda bi bila njegova jeza morda kanček manjša, če bi se šlo za katero od drugih deklet. sploh ker so že poskrbeli zanjo, prasca pa vrgli iz kluba, mu prepovedali nadalnji vstop in klical policijo zaradi nadlegovanja. vendar šlo se je za grace. zato je bilo vse drugače. zato meje niso obstajale in zato je znova pozabil svojo zadnjo obljubo, da je od tistega trenutka v baru polnem motoristev samo še njen šef. ni vedel, kdaj je nazadnje spal več kot nekaj uric. vsekakor preden je ona prišla v mesto. ura se je morala približevati tretji zjutraj, ko so se njegove oči zaprle in je preprosto zaspal naslonjen na njena vrata. naslednje, česar se je zavedal, je bila dlan na njem in rjave oči, ki so zrle vanj, ko se je prebudil: ''grace.''
grace fleming
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 8:08 am
z nasmeškom na obrazu je pokimala varnostniku, medtem ko je zakorakala v noč. končala je s svojim delom in se usedla v taksi, ki jo je že čakal po zaslugi varnostnika, ki se je zdel zaskrbljen zanjo, čeprav mu je vsakič znova zatrdila, da je v redu. ampak on je bil tisti, ki je pred nekaj dnevi vdrl v sobo, v kateri je bila s stranko. on je bil tisti, ki je tipa potegnil iz nje in jo umiril, ko se je prestrašeno zvila v klobčič. cenila je to skrb in dejansko je cenila tudi to, da je imela prevoz do doma, čeprav je bila zdaj veliko bolje. nemudoma po dogodku je bila veliko bolje. bila je preveč navajena slabih stvari v življenju, da ne bi bila.
zdaj je vstopila v svoj stanovanjski blok in obenem iz svojega vratu potegnila šal in ga zatlačila v torbico. cel dan je bila prisiljena nositi neumno reč okrog vratu, da je zakrila modrice, ki so na njeni bledi koži vsekakor izstopale. modrice so bile tudi glavni razlog, da je pri delu večinoma nosila kratke obleke, ki so zakrile ravno pravšnjo količino kože in s tem tudi modrice po njenih bokih. zakorakala je po stopnicah in končno prišla do svojega nadstropja. iskala je ključ v torbici, zato najprej sploh ni opazila speče postave na tleh. a ko je dvignila pogled, je bil tam. namrščila se je, ko je odšla do njega. sklonila se je, počepnila ob njem in ga po trenutku oklevanja nežno predramila. njene ustnice so se ukrivile v nasmešek, ko je spregovoril. »tate, kaj počneš tukaj?« se je pozanimala in se rahlo namrščila. »mislim, zakaj spiš na mojem hodniku?« imela je mešane občutke glede vsega skupaj – sploh po njunem zadnjem pogovoru. »pojdiva v notranjost, prav?« se je premaknila, ko je eden izmed sosedov nedaleč proč zaloputnil vrata in se je zavedla, zakaj se ponavadi ni zadrževala na teh hodnikih dlje, kot bi bilo potrebno.
adrienne palmeiro
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 11:44 am
tag, grace
nekajkrat je zamežikal, da bi spanec v celoti pregnal, medtem pa se poskušal osredotočiti na obraz pred njim. vendar je najprej opazil šal, ki je bil ovit okrog njenega vratu in prav dobro vedel, zakaj je bil tam. ''am...'' je pričel odgovarjati na njeno vprašanje, le da ga ni v celoti takoj razločil. kaj počne tukaj? da, nekaj takega je vprašala. ''čakal sem te,'' je skomignil z rameni in se zatem pričel pobirati navzgor. težko je verjel, da mu je res uspelo zaspati sredi hodnika v neki zanikrni stavbi. moral ji bo priskrbeti novo stanovanje – ni šans, da bo spala tukaj, kjer se vse že podira in kjer jo lahko vsako noč, kdo oropa. ni šans. ''jutri se boš preselila drugam,'' je tako zamomljal, ko je končno stal pokonci in čakal, da bo odprla vrata stanovanja. takoj, ko je ključ zaškrtal, je zagrabil za kljuko in ju oba potisnil v notranjost. v manj kot nekaj sekundah so bila vrata zaprta, žabica zaklenjena in ključavnica prav tako. grace pa je s skrajno nežnostjo potisnil ob steno in pričel odvijati šal z njenega vratu. ''danes so mi povedali. včeraj me ni bilo v pisarni...'' je zraven pojasnjeval svoje početje, dokler ni tkanina obstalaa v njegovih rokah, njen vrat pa razgaljen pred njim. prekleto sranje. modrice so kalile snežno kožo in le deloma se je zavedal, da šal prav divje stiska v pesti. stopil je stran od nje, ko je zmajal z glavo, in sam ubral pot skozi dnevno sobo do sedežne in se sesedel navzdol. šal je izpustil na tla in se sunkovito naslonil nazaj na kavč. ''en dan me ni v klubu in gre vse narobe. en dan me ni in ti si že... prekleto,'' je zadnjo kletvico skorajda zavpil. enkrat te dni se bo moral naučiti nadzirati svoj temperament. ''še kje drugje?'' se je ostro zasukal v njeno smer: ''so modrice še kje drugje, gracie?''
grace fleming
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 11:57 am
nekako ji ni bilo popolnoma jasno, kaj je počel – sploh ne po tistem, ko ji je nazadnje povedal, da ima nekoga. da nima prostora zanjo v svojem življenju in dejansko se je od takrat naprej krčevito trudila, da bi živela s tem. da bi vse skupaj nekako sprejela in bila v redu, ampak v resnici je bila daleč od tega. le da to niti ni bilo tako bistveno. nekoliko se je umaknila, ko je vstal. njeno čelo se je namrščilo ob njegovih besedah, potem pa je počasi zmajala z glavo. »tukaj živim, tate. ne bom se selila,« je rekla. izgledalo je huje, kot je bilo. do zdaj je spoznala nekaj sosedov in določeni so bili prav… prijetni.
obstala je ob steni svojega stanovanja, ko je odvil šal iz njenega vratu. morda bi ga morala ustaviti, ampak vedela je, da to nima smisla. tako je samo upirala pogled vanj, medtem ko so njegove oči preučevale njen vrat. s pogledom mu je sledila, ko je zakorakal skozi njeno stanovanje, potem pa pustila svojo jakno in torbico na omari in odšla za njim. tako ali tako ji kaj drugega ni preostalo. »nič ni šlo narobe,« ga je mehko opomnila, »ne v klubu kot celoti. vsak dan se kateremu od deklet to zgodi in potem je vse v redu. tudi jaz sem v redu,« je dejala in z roko segla skozi svoje lase. ni razumela dogajanja, a bila je dovolj potrpežljiva, da se je samo malo zdrznila, ko je povzdignil glas. »jaz sem že kaj? to ni moja krivda, tate,« je dejala, medtem ko je njena dlan segla do vratu. ni vedela, kaj je skušal razumeti – a če je bila to neke vrste obtožba na njen račun, tega ne bo prenašala. ampak bil je tako jezen in tako zelo… saj ni vedela, kaj. je pa vedela, da je bilo brez pomena, če bi se mu lagala. zato mu je obrnila hrbet in čez glavo potegnila majico, da je pred njim obstala samo v modrcu in dovolj nizkih hlačah, da je imel dober pregled nad njenim telesom in nad modricami, ki so bile posajene po bledi koži. zdaj ga niti ni pogledala – sedel je na kavču, ona pa je odšla do okna in naslonila čelo na hladno šipo, ker je bilo to lažje.
adrienne palmeiro
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 12:30 pm
zaenkrat je ostal tiho. ji dal misliti, da se je vdal njenim besedam. vendar je v mislih že pisal opomnik, da takoj jutri prične iskati zanjo bolj primerno stanovanje. ta soseska mu je bila vse prej kot povšeči in zdaj, ko je vedel, kje živi, si bo cele noči nedvomno glavo razbijal še s tem. kakor da nima zaradi nje že tako ali tako odločno preveč skrbi. kje je, s kom je, ali je v redu, zdaj bo moral paziti še na to, da je ne bo kdo sredi noči oropal in zadavil. prekleto. ''ne, nikoli ni v redu. vedno so posledice. ti jih imaš na vratu. druga kje drugje. nikoli ni v redu. takšne stvari so moja napaka in krivda je v celoti na meni,'' je zavzdihnil, ko je z dlanjo segel navzgor med kratko pristrižene rjave lase in si želel, da bi bili tokrat malce daljši. namesto tega je v naročje potegnil blazino in besno stiskal njen rob. bolje to, kakor da bi bil znova v nekaj korakih pri njej in s pogledom drsel po vsakem delčku njene kože, iskajoč nove in nove modrice. ni se je smel dotakniti. ni se je smel dotakniti. ni se je smel dotakniti. to bi morala postati njegova nova mantra. in preziral je samega sebe, ker si ničesar ni želel bolj kot poljubiti vsako modrico. kakor da jih bo s tem odpravil – idiotsko razmišljanje res. ''seveda ni tvoja krivda, ne bodi neumna,'' je zamomljal, ko je sledil njenim premikom. namrščil se je, ko mu je obrnila hrbet. njena majica je letela na tla in ni opazil njene golote, ne zares. modrice. in v isto mesto pred seboj je strmel tudi, ko se je odmaknila in odšla proti oknu. ''ne morem nehati čutiti, grace. ne morem vsega izklopiti in pozabiti in samo nehati. in po vseh teh letih bi res moral,'' je zamrmral in morda je delček njega upal, da je bil dovolj nerazumljiv, da ga ne bo niti slišala: ''kaj naj torej naredim, da si te izbijem iz glave?''
grace fleming
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 12:58 pm
zdaj se je namrščila. »ah, daj no, tate. nikoli ne moreš dejansko biti tam in nadzorovati vseh in vsega. v vsakem primeru jo nekdo odnese s takšnimi ali drugačnimi posledicami,« ga je zavrnila bolj ostro, kot je nameravala. ni se mogel kriviti za vse, kar se je dogajalo v njegovem klubu. samo zato ker je bil lastnik, še ni avtomatsko pomenilo, da je moral ves čas nadzorovati čisto vsak kotiček posebej. »prav, ne bom neumna in ni moja krivda; ampak iste besede veljajo tudi zate. ker ti nisi imel prav ničesar s tem, kar se je zgodilo. ne moreš se kriviti za vsako malenkost, ki se zgodi,« je dejala, čeprav to ni bila malenkost in čeprav je bil njen glas kanček bolj jezen, kot bi smel biti.
obrnila se je proti njemu, ko je spregovoril. tiho ga je poslušala, potem pa nekaj trenutkov obmirovala, preden se je premaknila in zakorakala h kavču ter se usedla poleg njega – ampak ne čisto, ni bila prepričana, kako bi reagiral na to. s celotnim telesom je bila obrnjena proti njemu, ko je potegnila eno nogo na kavč, pogled pa ves čas obdržala na njem. »nikoli ni lahko storiti tistega, za kar verjameš, da je prav,« je mehko zamrmrala v odgovor, »kot sem ugotovila, je to ponavadi zato, ker stvari, za katere verjameš, da so pravilne… niso. in potem spreš svoje srce in glavo in vse skupaj je velika zmešnjava,« je bil njen glas za trenutek skoraj otožen, preden se je zbrala in odgnala tisti pogled iz svojih oči. »naredi, kar moraš. ampak prepričaj se, da boš naredil tisto, kar zares hočeš,« je dejala. »in dejansko nimaš pojma, kako težko mi je to reči tebi, ker… ker te ljubim,« je bil njen glas na tej točki komaj slišen. seveda je hotela, da ostane. ampak če on tega ni hotel, potem ni mogla storiti prav ničesar. ni več prenesla pogleda nanj in sklonila je svojo glavo ter zaprla oči. »v bistvu sem prav neumna. veš, še vedno hrepenim po tvoji bližini, ker se potem počutim varno. in po dogodkih zadnjih dni… je varnost nekaj, kar potrebujem.« bilo je tiho zamrmrano priznanje, njen pogled pa je bil zdaj uprt nekam navzdol, ker si ga dejansko skoraj ni upala pogledati, dokler se ni nenadoma premaknila in povsem nepričakovano, brez kakršnegakoli opozorila, z dlanema zaobjela njegov obraz in ga poljubila.
adrienne palmeiro
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 1:36 pm
nikakor ni razumela, da je bil klub njegova odgovornost. tista ena stvar v njegovem življenju, ki je ni smel zajebati. ena stvar, ki je delovala tako, kakor bi morala. in takšni drobni incidenti so rušili njegovo predstavo i idealnem varnem kraju. seveda, seks klub je bil nekaj ne ravno običajnega. vendar so dekleta imela dobro plačo, vse, kar so potrebovale in varnost. na prvem mestu je bila varnost. takšni pripetljaji so porušili vse. zato je samo odkimal. kriv je bil on, ker ga ni bilo tam. krive so bile kamere, ki niso dovolj hitro posnele dogajanja. krivili so bili vsi, ki niso poskrbeli, da bo njena koža ostala nedotaknjena. tako. ni se premaknil, ko se je vrnila nazaj proti njemu, in se usedla poleg njega. ''verjamem, da ne bi smel biti tukaj,'' se je namrščil in počasi odkimal. vse se bo vedno vrtelo okrog nje, kajne? njegov glavni konflikt po prav vedno ona. njena bližina in razdalja. dotik ali ignoranca. vedno se bo šlo za njo. ''gre se zate,'' je pristavil in tokrat pogledal proti njej. ''hoteti in morati ni isto, gracie,'' je zavzdihnil. ni imel pojma, kaj sploh še počne tukaj. toda ni bil sposoben vstati in oditi. zato je sedel in upal, da mu bo slej kot prej odgovor padel na dlan. ''zame boš...'' je pričel in obmolknil, ko je ugotovil, da to ni eden izmed tistih govorov, ki bi jih človek lahko pripravil vnaprej. ali ko bi vedel, kaj mora reči, kaj je potrebno razčistiti. ni imel pojma. ''zame boš vedno vse. vedno. in če rečem karkoli drugega, potem ti lažem,'' mu je ušel kratek živčen smeh, ko se je še sam izgubil v lastnem prevodu. nenaden poljub je bil pričakovano nepričakovan. njene dlani na njegovem obrazu, njene ustnice na njegovem. vrnil ji ga je, ne da bi se obotavljal. in potem je sledilo. tisti trenutek, ko je povsem nehal lagati. ko je bil pripravljen pred grace fleming razkriti čisto vse: ''prekleto te ljubim, prav?''
grace fleming
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 1:49 pm
ugriznila se je v ustnico ob njegovih besedah. verjel je eno, počel nekaj povsem drugega. počutila se je tako izgubljeno med tem, kot da je bil dejansko dve osebi naenkrat in ena od teh oseb je bila tam zanjo; jo je imela po svoje celo rada, medtem ko jo je druga odrivala stran in skušala samo čim bolj hitro najti nek izhod iz celotne situacije. dejansko ni vedela, kaj bi rekla – ni vedela, kaj je pričakoval od nje. pa saj niti ni mogla vedeti. bila je izgubljena in zbegana in bilo jo je strah, da ga bo izgubila, zaradi česar ga posledično niti ni hotela postavljati pred karkoli težkega – čeprav, roko srce, ga nikoli niti ni zares imela.
vrnil ji je poljub in že to je njeno srce pognalo v nenavadno hitro razbijanje; v tisto stanje sreče, ki ga je pri njej znal vzbuditi samo on in nihče drug na celotnem svetu. to je vedela; dejansko je že iskala nek poceni nadomestek zanj ampak ni ga našla; nikoli ga ne bi mogla najti. ko se je umaknila, je bil njen pogled usmerjen vanj. znebila se je tistega strahu in ko je potem le spregovori… tiho priznanje, ki ga ni pričakovala in ki jo je osrečilo bolj, kot bi to znala predvideti. »prav,« se je nasmehnila; morda prvič po dolgem času se je pripravila do tega, da je nekomu podarila iskren nasmešek. premaknila se je toliko, da je zdaj sedela tik ob njem. pozabila je na varnostno razdaljo; na vsa pravila, ki jih je vzpostavila za to, da bi ga zaščitila, medtem ko je pogled uprla v njegove oči. »potem pa me nehaj odrivati od sebe. ubija me, da si enkrat takšen in drugič tako zelo hladen do mene.« ni bilo več smisla v tem, da bi karkoli prikrivala. »poljubi me,« je zamrmrala – ampak to je bila zdaj že bolj zahteva kot karkoli drugega. »ne rabiš biti z mano. ne rabiš… kaj pa vem, ne rabiš ničesar, samo… bodi z menoj. ne vedno. povsem srečna bom že, če te bom lahko imela za kakšno popoldne. ali pa večer,« je priznala, medtem ko je njena dlan našla njegovo in jo je nežno stisnila.
adrienne palmeiro
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Pet Sep 06, 2013 5:39 pm
zdelo se je, kakor da od daleč opazuje prizor v njenem stanovanju. kakor da on ni izrekel tistih prekletih besed in je o vsem samo sanjal. vendar zdaj je vanj zrla z nasmeškom in prepoznal je svojevrstno olajšanje v njen očeh. verjetno olajšanje, ker ni sama v tem. ker so čustva obojestranska, četudi jih sam skuša z vsemi silami zatreti. morda ni razumela, zakaj. zakaj poskuša to storiti, če je ljubezen prisotna pri obeh. ni se trudil razlagati. smehljala se mu je in on je ostal tako resen kot prej. ker ni videl razloga za veselje, ker je bil vse prej kot vesel. pričel je odkimavati, v zanikanju njenih besed. ''to je nujno potrebno, gracie. ne morem...'' je odvrnil in sedela je tako blizu njegovega telesa, da je zahtevala od njega skrajen napor, da ni segel proti njej in jo potegnil v naročje. le da je storil prav to. nekako. njegove dlani so imele svojo glavo. in kmalu je sedela v njegovem naročju, njen glas pa je bil vse, kar mu je odmevalo v glavi. in razbijanje njegovega srca, pomešano z njenim. prisegel bi, da je slišal oba ritma. kako sinhrono udarjati skupaj v enem taktu. kako naj bo z njo samo začasno? v odtrganih uricah? nočeh? ni bilo prav. in vendar so se njegove dlani oklenile njenih bokov, kakor da bi se bal, da bo vsak čas spolzela stran. in ni ji bilo potrebno znova zahtevati poljuba, četudi je od tega minilo že nekaj dolgih trenutkov. sklonil se je naprej proti njej in z ustnicami zdrsel prek izbokle ključnice, ustavil se je na vratu in mehki koži posvetil vso svojo pozornost. ''grace,'' je zamrmral ob njo in jo potegnil k sebi, poljubil njene ustnice, ji dal vse, kar je imel. ostalo mu ni nič. ''jutri zjutraj se bova pogovorila,'' je utegnil dodati, preden je odpel zaponko njenega modrca in se naslonil nazaj na kavč ter opazoval, kako so naramnice počasi drsele z njenih ramen in košarice lezle navzdol. in padale so tako počasi in usodno kakor on.
grace fleming
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Ned Sep 08, 2013 6:11 am
bil je tako zelo… hladen, tako zelo krčevito se je trudil, da bi bil od celotne situacije in najbrž predvsem od nje distanciran. da bi se potegnil stran od vsega skupaj, dokler se je še lahko – ampak grace je bila potrpežljiva. dovolj potrpežljiva in bistra, da je po svoje razumela, zakaj je vse skupaj oteževal in mu to tudi dopustila. ob vsakomer drugim bi odkorakala. ampak on je bil drugačen, on je bil… točno tisto, kar je potrebovala. in zdaj se je ob njegovem odgovoru v njenih očeh pojavilo nekaj otožnega, ker je prav dobro vedela, kako je razmišljal.
dopustila mu je, da jo je potegnil v naročje. njene oči so ostale uprte v njegove, ko je počasi odpel njen modrc in je kos blaga zdrsnil na tla. lahko je čutila tiste mravljince, ki jih je pri njej povzročal samo on. navsezadnje se je vedno šlo samo zanj in včasih je bila prekleto neumna in slepa, da tega ni videla. vrnila mu je poljub, nato pa zatrla presenečenje v svojih očeh ob omembi jutra. je nameraval ostati? »prav, tate,« je bilo vse, kar je rekla v odgovor, nato pa se je nenadoma skobacala iz njegovega naročja. njena dlan je mimogrede zaobjela njegovo, ko ga je z neko nenavadno odločnostjo potegnila na noge in ga povedla čez prostor; tokrat bosta to, karkoli je pač to že bilo, naredila prav. vsekakor bolj prav kot zadnjič. z nogo je za njima zaprla vrata v svojo spalnico, medtem ko ga je nežno potisnila na zaprta vrata in se s telesom privila k njemu ter ga poljubila. že po nekaj trenutkih ga je spet potegnila za seboj, ne da bi prekinila poljub, in ga potisnila na posteljo, nato pa nadaljevala s poljubi, medtem ko so njene dlani že nepotrpežljivo vlekle njegovo majico navzgor.
adrienne palmeiro
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Ned Sep 08, 2013 10:06 am
inch by inch her bare skin has been revealing in front of his. the first time he undressed her, he didn't take his time. now he did. he wasn't rushed, didn't need to make some sort of a statement. they weren't in some remote motel. they were in her home, on her couch, and he could drag this on for hours. at least. because there was no way he will ever get tired of just looking at her. he let her take his hand and followed her, no questions asked. at this point she could drag him straight to hell and he wouldn't even bat an eye. he would gladly volunteer to go with her, wherever she wanted. he was still under influence of his slip up. his 'i love you' wasn't everything. there was so much more – how he could never be with her, really be with her. because his job was too fucked up, because he was an irreparable mess. he leaned back on the door, kissing her back. he fell back on the bed, kissing her back. ‘’f-fuck, this is...’’ he murmured to himself as he helped her pull his shirt off, throwing it to the side. he undid the button on her pants and pushed them down her hips. ‘’I never even dared to hope that you would ever feel this way about me,’’ he managed a somehow sad smile as her pants pooled around her ankles and his thumbs were already hooked under the strings of her underwear. he forced himself not to look at the bruises on her waist. ‘’all those boyfriends you paraded around. you always seemed so happy with everyone else and I… it was hard to believe that you could see me that way. so I stayed quiet. and tried to do what you did – be with other people,’’ he continued as he pulled her down on top him. but not for long. he rolled them over, so that her dark hair was spread across the bed sheets and she was safely tucked under his body. ‘’it didn’t work.’’
grace fleming
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Ned Sep 08, 2013 10:21 am
a tiny smile lit up her face as he spoke. his words were quiet and murmured, but she understood them perfectly well. she felt the same about it – about them, even though she didn’t use the word ‘fuck’ to describe it. it was unbelievable and amazing and he was… better than she’d ever imagine he’d be. he threw his shirt somewhere on the bed, but her eyes stayed focused on his face. and then her pants were gone and she moved just enough to help him get rid of her underwear as well. she was naked in front of him once more but she couldn’t care less.
she was suddenly under him and she leaned on her elbows so she could keep looking at him; never looking away, not even for a second. “can I tell you something and you promise you won’t get angry?” she almost whispered and bit her lip, not really sure if that was such a good idea but then she thought ‘what the hell’ and went on. “I was always somehow wondering how it would be if we’d end up together at one point or another… but then again, you were my best friend. tate, you were the single most important person in my universe and I didn’t want to risk that. and then I screwed up and you had to deal with the consequences of my bad decisions and now you think you can never be with me; you don’t even want to let the possibility of that and it is so goddamn complicated and I hate it and I’d kick everyone else out of my life if they’d be doing that to me, but not you; never you, you mean too much and shit, I talk too much,” her words ended in whisper and she cupped his face. “there is no right or wrong anymore. I mean, look at us. you own a sex club and I am a dancer there so I can be close to you and then we sooner or later end up in bed and nothing else matters because you make me happy and this is probably a talk you wanted to have in the morning, god, I am so sorry.” her hand slowly slid into his short hair and she smiled. “I really like your hair like that, tho.” she could be the most unpredictable person in the planet, but it didn’t matter because in the next moment she kissed him again and the kiss send fire through her body, so her fingers were unbuttoning his pants and she was forgetting the world with him again.
adrienne palmeiro
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there was something utterly mesmerizing about her body. the soft curves of her hips, the sinful swell of her breasts. if he wasn’t a realist, he would find her figure absolutely poetic. his eyes drifted all over, never stopping at a particular part. her eyes were half-misted, her lips red and swollen from his kisses, her chest flaring with every breath she took. ‘’shoot,’’ he replied and, honestly, didn’t pay much attention to what she actually said. he rolled her underneath him and held himself up with one arm, while the other one was pulling his pants off. ‘’I never bought that bullshit about how friends shouldn’t be lovers and how it ruins everything. I should’ve made a move sooner. way sooner. like in kindergarten or something,’’ he smiled at the mention of those first years when they met. it seemed like ages ago. so much happened since then. ‘’It’s not complicated. it’s quite simple. it’s love. but it can’t be. it mustn’t be,’’ he shook his head slightly. it was very simple in his head. yes, she loved him and he’ll always love her back, but too much has happened and the main chance for them to be happy was over, years ago. probably around that time when she picked someone else over him, over and over again. she didn’t know about his feelings, not consciously. he was sure that somewhere deep inside it was obvious to her. ‘’this shouldn’t be us. our jobs, our pasts. it’s not too late for you. you can fix it. you can get a different job, find someone, have a family…’’ the words were almost forced. but they were sincere. he really felt that way. ‘’in the morning, yes,’’ he nodded and then sealed her lips with a kiss, finally pulling his pants off with a bit of her help. he settled his weight between her hips, his lips never separating from hers. there was something addictive about them. his hand reached down and pulled her bottom up. he slid it in with a single thrust and surely never wanted to pull out.
grace fleming
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yeah, she was talking too much. it was so obvious that he wasn’t even paying a lot of attention to everything she was saying, even though she put quite a lot of thought into it. even that was weird – grace was never much of a thinker, even though she was a great planner. but she didn’t keep her mind busy with complicated thoughts and possibilities – she was not that kind of a girl. she had to chuckle at his words. tate always had the ability to make her laugh, even though he didn’t use it much lately. “yeah,” she whispered really quietly, “you should.”
she looked at him with a puzzled look as he kept talking. “wait, why do you say that like you have no chance of a happy future whatsoever? I mean, you have even greater chances than me. you have it all figured out and I’m… well, me,” she had to smile. she most definitely didn’t have everything figured out – she was far from that, the only thing she did know for sure was that she loved him. but then she got distracted by his kiss and in the next moment she gasped for air and moaned as she felt him inside; he filled her up perfectly and she sighed deeply and murmured his name. her legs were wrapped around his hips now and she was just enjoying for some time until she suddenly moved and pushed him aside so she was the one on top now. she didn’t separate from him not even for a second. she leaned on her hands and then she started moving; first slowly and not completely. she was torturing on the sweetest way possible, until she couldn’t take it anymore and she moved her hips with a certain determination; after all, this was something she was really good at.
adrienne palmeiro
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Naslov sporočila: Re: apartment B5 Tor Sep 10, 2013 2:15 pm
she only knew the surface. she only knew about the sex club and the business that went on in there. and the sex club was perhaps a bit controversial but it wasn’t a bad job. it was just something outside of usual boundaries. working closely with two different mobs and a gang or two was something on an entirely different level. it was illegal. it was a crime. and if it was up to him, she will never find out about it. just the idea of pulling her into that life was absolutely repulsive and that meant they really had no future. because there was no way he’d be able to lie to her face on a daily basis. ‘’nothing is ever as it seems,’’ he simply replied without offering her more explanation and the she finally shut her mouth, closing her lips over his. she wrapped her legs around his hips without further ado and, fuck, she felt too good beneath him. he tried to enjoy that moment when she nestled him near, teasing her with the head of his cock, never completely entering her. but she was pulling him closer and then he sank in with one smooth move, her voice whispering into his ear. he had no clue what she was saying. he just started to move, making a pace, when she was rolling him around and then she sat down of him, making him groan. ‘’grace,’’ he almost begged. no clue, for what. for her to stop, for her to go on, for her to never let go. a billion different things. she started to move and he sat up, still buried deep inside, pushing her hips back up and down. ‘’you are… amazing, everything, but mostly amazing,’’ his lips were on her neck and he felt all the blood running sound, his veins throbbing with the need to release. the moment her walls started to close around him and she started to climax, he had to let go. but not before pushing her up and off him. the first time he completely lost his mind, this time not. no way is he going to come inside her, no way was he risking something like that.
grace fleming
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it didn’t matter what anyone would say right now – she was happy, she felt her body filling up with happiness every single time he did as much as say her name and she felt like she finally can let go of all the bad things and just… be happy. relax, be with him, let him touch her and fuck her just the way he wanted, even though she did change her mind about that as she pushed him on the bed and went on top. but it was just details – all of that, it didn’t really matter.
she loved hearing him say her name. she did, there was no denying that. it was something she wanted for a long time now and she almost hated herself for a second because she didn’t realize all of that earlier. maybe she did. maybe she just didn’t want to ruin it, whatever there was to ruin. she was such a coward when it came to real things and to things that actually mattered. he was amazing and right now he was distracting her with every single move, bringing her closer to climax and making her dig her fingers into his skin until she was totally and completely lost; seeing only his face as the world lost sense and then she was on the bed. she understood why. she breathed heavily for few seconds until she slowly turned to him and murmured something that sounded suspiciously like ‘I love you’, before cuddling up to him. she was trying to stay awake – she honestly was, but soon enough she was breathing calmly next to him.
