where I can't take it anymore, almost about to beg him to penetrate me, I hear the rustle of a condom wrapper. I stretch my body towards my lover with a desire that surprises and transcends me. He enters me at once, deeply, and my moans grow louder and louder with his thrusts. My chest glued to the mirror in front of me, I look at the image of our two bodies reflected in the infinity of the little lift. The coldness of the glass against the fire of my nipples makes me lose my mind.
Suddenly, the billionaire grabs my hips and starts to thrust even faster, harder and deeper. His face is in my hair, I can only hear his appreciative gasps. The pace has sped up light years since penetration and takes me into raptures. With a last burst, I orgasm intensely. He slides inside of me a little more and, lifting his head to meet my gaze in the mirror, orgasms, my first name on his lips. The right way!
He watches me, a smile on his face, while I put my knickers back on and smooth down my dress. Then he presses the red button and the lift continues upwards. Before leaving this delicious cage, he grabs me once more by the arm and plants a little kiss on my lips.
Is this another tender gesture, Mr. Diamonds?
“See you soon, Ms. Baumann.”
“Goodbye, Gabriel.”
Surprised to hear me say his first name, he squints while biting his lip. I expect a stinging slap, but instead of that, he turns his back to me and moves away, without another word. Our paths separate on the landing of the second floor. I quickly find Marion who jumps on me, two seconds away from a nervous breakdown.
“I've been looking for you everywhere for twenty minutes! Where were you?”
Twenty minutes. It felt like an eternity. I stutter about needing to go to the bathroom while looking for my handsome lover's silhouette among the other visitors. My mind befuddled, my body still palpitating, I follow my sulking best friend through the photographs, without seeing anything. I only think of the image reflected by the mirror in the lift: a very handsome man with a perfect body and penetrating blue eyes in the midst of making love to a young woman with a pretty face. When I realise I am that young woman, the pride I feel makes me smile.
Gabriel. You have no idea what you do to me!
7. Bitter love
“You've lost your mind. So are you in love or what?”
“I'm just tired, Marion, and all of these lights are giving me a migraine.”
Don't tell her what happened in the lift, she'll start with her lectures again.
It was so intense, so unexpected, so good, so -
“Amandine! Can you stop ignoring me all the time? Remember that you already ditched me for twenty minutes and I still have no idea why.”
Her reproaches start to get to me but I remain calm, impassible. I'm still in my own little world tough, the scent of Gabriel Diamonds soaks through my skin and sends me back to that surreal scene, to that sensual experience. I still feel like I'm floating, my body is really there, my feet are walking across the museum's floor, but my mind is elsewhere.
“If you must know, I was with him.”
“With your billionaire? Was that him who was staring at you back there?”
“Yes, I just shagged him. In the lift.”
I look her straight in the eyes and wait for a reaction. I'm probably going to get one of her endless monologues that always end with a stinging “I told you so!”
Nothing? Am I dreaming or did I just get the last word in?!
For once, Marion doesn't live up to her nickname “Ms. Know-it-all.” She seems blown away by my confession, starts to open her mouth to say something and finally changes her mind. To make sure that she didn't lose her tongue, I say something.
“You don't have any questions, this doesn't interest you at all?”
“I already said what I had to say: you're in love.”
I'm surprised at how my heart leaps at this remark. In love...never!
A few moments later, we leave for Saint-Paul, where we take the subway in opposite directions. I
Suddenly, the billionaire grabs my hips and starts to thrust even faster, harder and deeper. His face is in my hair, I can only hear his appreciative gasps. The pace has sped up light years since penetration and takes me into raptures. With a last burst, I orgasm intensely. He slides inside of me a little more and, lifting his head to meet my gaze in the mirror, orgasms, my first name on his lips. The right way!
He watches me, a smile on his face, while I put my knickers back on and smooth down my dress. Then he presses the red button and the lift continues upwards. Before leaving this delicious cage, he grabs me once more by the arm and plants a little kiss on my lips.
Is this another tender gesture, Mr. Diamonds?
“See you soon, Ms. Baumann.”
“Goodbye, Gabriel.”
Surprised to hear me say his first name, he squints while biting his lip. I expect a stinging slap, but instead of that, he turns his back to me and moves away, without another word. Our paths separate on the landing of the second floor. I quickly find Marion who jumps on me, two seconds away from a nervous breakdown.
“I've been looking for you everywhere for twenty minutes! Where were you?”
Twenty minutes. It felt like an eternity. I stutter about needing to go to the bathroom while looking for my handsome lover's silhouette among the other visitors. My mind befuddled, my body still palpitating, I follow my sulking best friend through the photographs, without seeing anything. I only think of the image reflected by the mirror in the lift: a very handsome man with a perfect body and penetrating blue eyes in the midst of making love to a young woman with a pretty face. When I realise I am that young woman, the pride I feel makes me smile.
Gabriel. You have no idea what you do to me!
7. Bitter love
“You've lost your mind. So are you in love or what?”
“I'm just tired, Marion, and all of these lights are giving me a migraine.”
Don't tell her what happened in the lift, she'll start with her lectures again.
It was so intense, so unexpected, so good, so -
“Amandine! Can you stop ignoring me all the time? Remember that you already ditched me for twenty minutes and I still have no idea why.”
Her reproaches start to get to me but I remain calm, impassible. I'm still in my own little world tough, the scent of Gabriel Diamonds soaks through my skin and sends me back to that surreal scene, to that sensual experience. I still feel like I'm floating, my body is really there, my feet are walking across the museum's floor, but my mind is elsewhere.
“If you must know, I was with him.”
“With your billionaire? Was that him who was staring at you back there?”
“Yes, I just shagged him. In the lift.”
I look her straight in the eyes and wait for a reaction. I'm probably going to get one of her endless monologues that always end with a stinging “I told you so!”
Nothing? Am I dreaming or did I just get the last word in?!
For once, Marion doesn't live up to her nickname “Ms. Know-it-all.” She seems blown away by my confession, starts to open her mouth to say something and finally changes her mind. To make sure that she didn't lose her tongue, I say something.
“You don't have any questions, this doesn't interest you at all?”
“I already said what I had to say: you're in love.”
I'm surprised at how my heart leaps at this remark. In love...never!
A few moments later, we leave for Saint-Paul, where we take the subway in opposite directions. I
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