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What I left behind

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I couldn't believe it, this can't be a dream, please don't let it be a dream... I held her, caressed her hair and smelled her to make sure it was real, to make sure she was real. "I missed you, so much!" and then she started slowly rocking onto me, God it felt so good, it took me seconds to get h**d, I needed her so bad, I wanted to be inside of her, but I needed for her to ask me, my c**k begged for her to ask me. She started kissing my neck, and when I was about to push her she kissed my lips with such a force and desire, I gave in, she then started to pull my boxers down, I wanted to feel her mouth around me, I wanted her to su*k my leight all in, I was ready for her when I felt it, her warm tongue licking my d**k like it was the best thing she had ever tasted, the moaning and popping sounds her mouth made while suck** my ba**s, I could her lips and the vibration of her moans around me going up and down faster all the way into her throat, gently bitting my base like she wanted it all for herself. I couldn't hold back I wanted to taste her to, I wanted so bad to know what she tasted like, I wanted to fill her up. So I raised her chin up and kissed her, I couldn't believe this was happening to me, I took her hips and laid her in bed, when I removed her clothes she was so wet, I wanted to put myself into her, but I wanted to enjoy every single inch of her body, so I started kissing her body, sucki** her breasts, touching her legs, her as* like there was no tomorrow, I wanted her body to remember me, I started slowly liking her cl*t, I could see her body react with small spasms of pleasure while she contained in her moans, I wanted her to ask me to come inside of her, so I teased her, likin* hard and then slow, while inserting my fingers on her warmth, I wanted my co*k to feel her warmth, finally she couldn't hold her moans anymore "please, I want more, give me more!" "Gladly" those words made me so happy, I placed her hips on top of mine and she started rocking like there was no tomorrow...
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Chapter 1 - A New Beginning

I woke up with the sunshine smiling down my face, I had left my window open last night... "it must be a nice day today" I thought with no emotion to my thoughts, just a thought that is all. My body felt empty but light at the same time, I was grateful for that, because today I was moving out.

It took me a few months to make the decision to sell this house, God knows how much I needed to move, I had decided to take a sabbatical and travel, maybe backpacking but most definitely a break for a few months, just to unwind and go sightseeing here and there, I had gotten an apartment floor at the tallest appartment building in the City, which I happen to own, now that I was exited for, I had never lived in a building, not even a tall one for that matter.

I got up and took the jeans and white t-shirt I had prepared the day before after I was done packing, I decided to put my long waivy hair in a pony tail, a light layer of makeup with a bold fuisha lipstick, my biker boots and black sun glasses, I was ready, I mean... physically ready to go when I heard the bell. Before I got to the door someone was already introducing themselves, "Its me, Michael..." I would have recognized his voice even without him telling me who he was, I had known him for years, all the way back to high school and along the way he had become my personal assistant, I opened while he was still talking to the door "the movers are here if you are ready" he looked at me, a bit surprised I guess... I was not someone to get up before the alarm.

"I am ready, the movers can come in, I'll go get my suitcase".

"Alison wait!, are you sure you want to donate everything?, there must be something you might want to keep!", I turned around annoyed and said "I already have everything I need remember? and what I don't, I can always buy along the way since I have enough money to last me a lifetime" I turned back to go upstairs for my suitcase and suden guilt washed over me, I didn't mean what I just said, I hope he knows that.

When I got back downstairs Michael was sti outside, this time closing the trunk of my black BMW, I didn't mind him, and as I decended for the last time the 3 steps out of my porch, or someone's porch, 'cause this wasn't my house anymore, I turned around and to look at the house one more time, all the memories came flashing back at te sight, the only thing that came out of ny mouth was a chuckle as I said "this house was a mess, at least you won't be abandoned again" this two story house had been one of my prescios assets, this house used to be as broken as we were, now it looked like a fancy middle class family home, well renovated enough to be sold.

"Ready!? I heard Michael yell at me so I gave him my suitcase and got in the car. When he came in I asked in a mellow tone "Michael? I'm hungry", he just looked at me by the mirror and said "Okay".

Michael drove us into the city to this nice homey restaurant called "Vita Mia" that had become popular due to its traditional Italian cuisine, rumor was it that they had been offered to become a franchise for the rich, I wonder how that works, I became rich a few years ago, but I didn't have the mindset of a rich person or maybe I didn't care to get acquainted with with the High class society.

When we walked in I was impressed of how well decorated the place was, a balance of an elegant lively home restaurant, very open with lots of light coming in, we were immediately greeted by a staff "Do you have a reservation?", "yes" Michael replied "Under Hart, Alice Hart", the staff looked at me and quickly nodded "Please follow me" and escorted us to a private booth, well no wonder the franchise was for the rich, they even have private seating on the second floor, you would have never guessed this restaurant was

huge by just looking at the outside, and apparently service is by reservation I wonder when did Michael call to make the reservation?, as I was about to ask I heard a male voice "Good Morning Mrs. Hart, we are honored by your presence, please allow me to introduce myself Alejandro Moretti the Owner" I was a bit shocked by his appearance, he was 180 something tall, lean and muscular, very well toned, dark brown hair and hazel eyes, my internal self was drooling all over him. I internally composed myself trying not to show any of the emotions circulating around my head, "Good Morning, is Ms. Hart, nice to meet you Mr. Moretti", he smiled at me and continued "Please allow me to offer the Chef's Special Course", Michael responded "oh no, please do not go out of your way for us, Ms. Hart was only going to get a simple brunch, no need for a Special Course". Mr. Moretti looked at me and said "Please I insist Ms. Hart, you will not regret it, alow me to indulge your sences", while looking at me like I was the main dish, he got me there... "Okay" I said, I could feel Michael glaring at me.