Emilie is sitting at the bar bored but, despite her boredom, she takes it upon herself to look for a new potential sex hookup. As she likes to call it.
But no matter where she looks, she sees nothing interesting.
It's as if fate is coming after her.
She decides to go dancing but, the moment she gets up, a hot flash hits her, so big.
She takes her breath away. Erotic images of that famous evening, which made her a fucking bitch in heat, run through her mind.
The desire was so strong that she had tears in her eyes, then suddenly, anger overwhelmed her completely. She decides to go to the back gardens of the club.
These are artificial gardens, partitions of leaves like that of a maze, are placed there to create total isolation from anyone who would like a semblance of privacy.
She stands at the entrance of one of them and closes her eyes....
she jumps when a hand delicately caresses her face. Her face turns red when she realizes who it is.
His heart accelerates and his whole body is totally electrified by the proximity of her body to him.....
James suggested that his brother come to this place on a whim but he didn't imagine that the latter would accept.
Because he considers Damien to be a kind of being, totally stuck up who only attends elegant parties.
such as: auctions, charity galas, and others.
But now he finds himself sitting in front of him, looking at him questioningly:
-What do you want from me Damien?! why are you looking at me?!
-well, I'm still waiting for the reason why you asked me to accompany you to such a place.
-I don't really want to talk about it, I just need a drinking companion.
-it's because of a woman?! What did she mean to you for you to be in such a state?!
-...
-you don't want to talk about it?! okay I'm going to manage it for you
In doing so, Damien gets up and leaves but he does not intend to return because, he had seen her when entering this club.... this woman
the one who, without really knowing why he had sex, during a party organized by one of his acquaintances.
In fact he knew perfectly well why...
Luxia...she's the reason why he didn't stop sleeping with almost every woman he met: she cursed him...
but for the first time since he was struck by this curse, after that evening he was at peace. He was totally satisfied as if, for the first time since Luxia, he was able to experience pleasure.
Damien didn't stop thinking about her, but he didn't even look for her... why would he do that?!
He thought it better not to involve her in this curse story, and therefore continued to live his life as if nothing had happened.... But this evening, as soon as he entered this box his body had been electrified.
This happened to him constantly when Luxia was around. This reaction from his body, first made him think about the fact that she was there somewhere.
but he quickly understood that it was different from usual because, in general, the desire he feels at that moment is often painful and totally unhealthy.
But this desire he felt now was not of this nature, it even had something sweet...
Damien decided to head towards her when he saw her going out to the back gardens.
she looked troubled... He clearly felt her excitement, but there was also something else she was giving off, it seemed like anger.
He limps as he walks nonchalantly, hands in his pocket. When she leans against a wall he stops, speechless...
It is breathtaking, so magnificent...
She was wearing a red skirt that stopped dead in the middle of her soft, beautiful thighs...the low-cut top she was wearing, stuck to her body like a second skin.
Her long, jet-black hair falling over her shoulders is a call to caress.
But what attracts Damien's attention the most are her luscious, slightly parted lips. His eyes are closed.
It seems like she is saying with all her whole body "kiss me".
He approaches slowly, and places his hand on her cheek gently... she starts slightly, and opens her eyes. She looks surprised to see him
he expected it:
-definitely our paths never stop crossing...
Said Damien, as soon as she seemed to come to her senses.
Emilie can't believe it, he's the mysterious stranger, with whom she slept at Ley's party.
She is baffled, and can't believe it. His brain asks him to run away, but his whole body screams:
"yay you're here....fuck me"..
of course, she will try to do everything not to let her body guide her:
-what do you want from me?! what did you do to me?! and why....
She didn't have time to finish her sentence because he placed his thumb on her lips and said to her, looking into her eyes:
-we don't really have time to chat, so I'm going to tell you clearly what's going to happen now..
Without stopping speaking, he sticks his body to her breast, making her prisoner of the wall of leaves and his body.
From the moment he clings to her body, she feels his masculinity expressed, completely pressed against her painful lower abdomen.
They looked into her eyes, brought her face close to his to whisper in her ear:
-your body is mine...your mouth belongs to me....
He presses his lower abdomen a little more against hers, and she pants heavily:
-and in the next few minutes I'm going to make love to you like never before...