"Perfect. ” He takes the remaining sip of his drink. "Come on, Jonathan is waiting for us. ”
"Who? ” I get up from the seat. The brandy had subsided in my veins and I didn't feel so dizzy anymore. I would eat the calzone when I got to Julio's apartment.
Julio...
This man turns me into someone that I am not, but that I want to be.
His eyes roam my body cheekily. I blush again, like a schoolgirl at a prom.
I must stop doing that. However, it is impossible as he watches me as if he wants to undress me in the middle of the place.
"You ask a lot of questions, Maria. Life is not enjoyable if we question everything. You must stop thinking about everything and live in the moment. ”
He grabs my free hand and forces me to walk beside him.
I am just following him, after all, he is right. I think too much. I have been considering every action and every move for more
The entrance to the ornate mansion is silent with the feeling of the impending result. We will end up in bed, wrapped in sheets, sweat, the smell of sex and absolute pleasure. I don't doubt for a second that Julio will be able to satisfy every fantasy or desire he has.-You can leave your things ... few things in the guest room.Release my hand and walk toward the second level.I stand in the middle of the room not knowing what to do. The warmth and security that Julio gives off is still the same as on the plane, but something changed between us, perhaps it is nothing more than the sexual tension that occupies a large part of my brain at the moment. I look at the living room; all in precious wood, the cream-colored tile and mirrors strategically placed to project more depth than perhaps it actually has. I decide that I will be able to afford to tour the ranch before Julio returns. I place the purse and shawl on the shelf right next to the door. A mahogany mantel
It smells like coffee.My whole body aches, more than all my satisfied sex, a living reminder of what my night with Julio was like.Fantastic.I have no other way of describing how he cared about my getting pleasure first than he did. I just think about the orgasms I had last night and my body prickles. One night was enough to turn me into a different woman."A night with a complete stranger who kisses like the devil."Me remuevo en las sábanas y admiro la habitación. Parece más delicada que la típica alcoba de solteros. Es obvio que una mujer se ocupa de dar unos toques por aquí y por allí. Solo de pensar que alguien ponga sus manos en las sábanas donde Julio me hizo suya hace unas horas me llena de una rabia incongruente."It was one night," I repeat to myself over and over, although my heart betrays me when I see him enter with two black cups in his hand
The two of us took the road alone, without a driver or anyone who could interrupt our mutual company. When I got out of the bathroom, I put on my trikini and overcoat. At the same time, I put my cell phone away, then put on the sandals with which I arrived from the airport. My damp hair will dry out and get wet again with sea water. Sitting in the Bentley with Julio at the wheel, I observe his strong features and his long fingers with short, filed nails. I feel like sailors adrift at sea. The more they drink salt water, the more thirsty they are. The more time I spend with Julio, the more I want to live this idyllic dream. However, my emotional stability screams at me and demands time to compose myself. It is not possible to stay here more days. I have to go to my mother and cry on her shoulder, although the more laughs Julio starts me with his ideas,"Are you okay? Your silence worries me. I'm sure you will love La playita.The journey, according to Julio, is
The coconut fish is just what I remembered; the dough is soft and fresh, crispy on the outside and golden, with a bread flour breaded and with a slight coconut flavor thanks to the grated grated before frying.A typical dish for beach days.There is not a single beach in the country where fried fish is not offered to the public.We enjoyed lunch with some Corona beers.I listen to the anecdotes about how Julio's father built the hotel with just ten rooms thanks to some land that his father left him when he died of cardiac arrest at age 51. That left to a little fear in me. My mother is still young, life can slip through my fingers with a snap. I don't know what will become of my if I lose the two most important and constant women of my existence.It is impossible for me not to feel bad for Julio when, between beers, he tells me about his mother, the pain he felt and how he was affected by not having a mother figure in his life other than Rosa, who
We walked slowly on the sand, wet from the water on the beach. We say goodbye to fantasy and paradise where we spend hours sharing anecdotes and drinking beer. I will miss this place. The thought of returning to stay at the hotel in some time is painful and devastating to me. I'll be going to Santo Domingo shortly. It's the saddest goodbye I've ever had. I haven't felt this distressed since my grandfather passed away."Let's put things in the trunk," he says.I put on my overcoat." Sure. "We finished arranging things and beers.The six o'clock breeze drives my brain crazy. It darkens. The sea looks restless and violent from here." Let's go inside before you catch the flu and are forced to stay with me. He smiles and opens the passenger door."What more would I like," I say without thinking.When I realize those words escaped my elusive lips, I curse.Hell, how could I say something like tha
How is it that you can give your soul to someone you know doesn't belong to you? How do you feel at home with someone you hardly know?Questions and more questions go through my head as I climb the stairs.After removing the wet towels from the trunk, I felt heartbroken, sad, and desolate.I had sex in a car in the middle of a highway in the middle of the night.Sex on the street!I did oral sex to a man of whom I feel like the owner and mistress. I know we do not have a future, only a few hours of the present that slip through my hands.I want to cry, but I can't. I can't because, if I let the tears run down my cheeks, I won't be able to stop their flow. My heart clenches.I get to Julio's room and go into the bathroom. I take a quick shower.I need to get out of this house and Julio's life once and for all.While I dry the water droplets from my body, I put the cell phone on speaker."Can you t
My mother and grandmother interpreted things in their own way. As soon as he saw me get out of the Bentley with Julio hot on my heels, his eyes crossed his eyes from the simplest to the most sordid stories.Trying to escape a moment of sadness and loneliness, I escaped for Christmas and a two-week vacation to a place where I ended up becoming more entangled in existence. If before, with Reed's lies and slander, I had believed that my life needed a change, now I believe it more. I need to live, go to the beach that I long for and spend days in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with fruits and good bottles of red wine. The key is to plan every detail to the fullest, every day and every hour. That worked for me in court proceedings and in the most complicated cases. Planning my time and distributing it, according to the agenda, will help not to think about the man who gallantly walks by my side to the gallery of the two-level house that rises before us. Her perfume, as I saw in t
"Do you want a drink, Jonathan?"My mother's voice fills the room.My grandmother talks to Julio God knows about what.Of course I don't know about what too!The damn looks full of mockery and desire in Julio's eyes are irritating. My grandmother, on the other hand, has those knowing eyes that love to see her married granddaughter and more with someone who is so well dressed. She has a good eye for people. I know Julio is a lovely man."Machiavellian charming and arrogant."I can continue with an eternal list of names and qualifiers that will make you want to hit your head and make you think about your stay in my house."Sure,” Jonathan answers.He's a good boy, he seems to be, even though he's here ruining my one-night escape from the country and a magnificent day that ultimately damaged one of the many barriers that he wore as bulletproof capes.My grandmother sits with Julio in the living room, shares stories, a
Well, it's done, I exposed myself as I am and I feel.She's blonde… Wow, I had a good imagination when I came up with it in my head. Yes, she is blonde, the kind that hiccup and take your breath away. Damn, I was even attracted to her voluptuous body. I'm not one of those women who spend their lives self “ conscious, no. Everyone has their own. We are all born with something attractive and that makes us special. Although that woman and some plastic surgeons make her look more than attractive, they make her a seductress without even moving her red lipstick. I look at Julio as he gets up and paces back and forth. This time he is the nervous one despite the fact that his face and his upright back show otherwise. I pulled everything down to keep my momentum and battered pride at bay. Seeing that woman on Julio kissing him, something primitive in me woke up. A caveman with a mallet came to the surface and I imagined all kinds of scenarios including a ripped blonde and
After showering, we get into the jacuzzi and make love again, ending up in bed, tired but satiated.Questions hang in the air we breathe, but I don't want to be the one to start talking. I know you are nervous; she squeezes her hands and looks at herself in the mirror after wearing a knee “ length black dress with a strapless neckline for too long. It can be uninhibited when making love, but when it comes to feelings, it becomes an eight without feet or head. It softens my heart to see her fight herself and murmur. Distracted, she thinks I'm not listening. It amazes me how I can love every gesture she makes, even talking to herself out loud.She is crazy to tie, but she is my crazy.“ Did you say something? I ask him when I finish putting on the shirt that had made me bring a button. Makes one moment. We are switched to attend the party my father is throwing. At nine o'clock at night it began ... and we are thirty minutes late.&ld
“ It seems you didn't have long to wait to replace me, Julio.Maria's voice makes Alexandra detach from my quickly, though perhaps not fast enough."Maria…" I can't quite tell her that no matter how cliché what she just saw sounds, it's not what really happens.Damn my ex “ wife who always complicates my life. Can't exes calmly walk away from your life? Alexandra always manages to move the earth under people's feet, and not in a good way. She took advantage of me in a confusing moment that even now I can't guess what she wants from me. I look like a damsel in distress begging for forgiveness for something I couldn't prevent from happening. And boy do I feel in a hurry with Maria's unnerved gaze on me. What did Alexandra want when she kissed me? That woman's mind is a fucking mess. I put my hands in the pockets of my pants and try to control the slight tremor that Marí produces in me with a white dress that reaches h
JulioI hurry through the hotel and greet an employee who walks past me. They all recognize me. Some mentioned minor problems with guests; I sent them to my father. I'll have time to help you with it later. My main concern is to know why María has returned to my life, her intentions and, why not, perhaps calm the accelerated and growing heartbeat that began between my legs since my father notified me of her arrival at the hotel. After searching around the room I have occupied, I head to the elevator. Just before entering, I hear someone call out my name. I face whoever it is who unconsciously intends to ruin my research plans. My instinct yells it at me just before I look up and see Alexandra there. Hearing her from afar and thinking that she would respect my wishes not to see her again, I could never have imagined that she is here or even recognize her voice. I should have gotten on the damn elevator and played deaf. Instead, ed
My suitcase weighs what a feather. I stop at a store on the way to Punta Cana. Adam lent me his car, a black Škoda Fabia from 2012. It is very comfortable and small. He has it for sale, but as a matchmaker — perhaps he doesn't think the same — he lent it to me for a few days saying that he had nothing planned for a few days. The car belongs to his late wife. When she died, she left everything to Adam. He is not interested, it seems to me, to wear anything that reminds him of his dead wife."Understandable".I walk through the lobby of Julio's father's hotel and arrive at the reception. I am wearing a low “ key black dress. I bought clothes for at least three days and several bikinis in case my plans go as I hope, unless Julio had turned the page, so I will not have an answer nor am I ready. A negative now that I decided to give our happiness a chance. It's hard for me to even think that I lost it."It's only been a few days!"For
JulioI am standing in the middle of a business meeting.The white walls and leather chairs occupied by entrepreneurs are a reminder that I have a business to face. I have days without sleeping well. Since I left Maria's house, the dream, it seems, has stayed there and does not want to return.I must face the fact that for the first time in my thirty “ three years I am not going to get something I want, someone I love who does not correspond to me in the same way. It's not fun or happy at all.Curse.I am a self “ confident man. Healways when I will be able to risk and when not, when I take or take control. I controlled myself for a year without dating or having sex with any woman. I didn't feel like it. I began to believe that Alexandra took my manhood wrapped in her aura of infidelity, but I could not be further from reality. Maria ignited my libido as soon as I saw her. Until that
The day comes with a blinding brilliance. Off or the air conditioning and I get out of bed. It's December 28th.I have so many things to do today. The first thing I do is take my mobile and check calls and messages in the mail. Nothing, no calls. I hear the sound of a car parking and turning off. I look out the window; It is a car that I do not recognize. I shower and brush my teeth quickly. My hair only needs a bit of styling cream and I let it go down with freedom of expression. For at go vacation from work should serve.And not combing my hair is one of the joys of life.I River at this thought and I start looking for what to wear. I choose a cherry red blouse and royal blue jean shorts. My sandals twenty -one they are in a corner. I put them on when I leave the room. Right at that moment, my cell phone rings. It is a call from an unknown number.“ Yes?“ Maria.It's Taurus, one of the managers of the buffet. His voice is
The girls have been good. Their names are Lucia and Leidy. As in every pair of twins, there is always one that stands out for its uncontrollable desire to attract attention. That's Lucia. His eyes are a little lighter than his sister's, but it is almost imperceptible. I have dedicated myself to observing them during the hour that they were drawing with all the pens that I found in the house. They have bewitched me. I'm in love with those two globs with the red cheeks and chubby legs.“ So you're our older sister, ”Lucia said before Daniel took them to the car.“ That's right, Lucia. I pinch his ball nose.“ We like having an older sister, ”Leidy speaks for both of us.My chest swells. I hug them.“ I love having two younger sisters. I hope to see them soon. I will have many gifts for you when we meet.Yes,lis I will have many gifts.I will stay in the country, I decided when
The lights are off and the streets are deserted, as there is a breakdown in the urbanization. Homes and apartments with inverters have only half of the light bulbs on. Not knowing what time the electricity will be repaired, they prefer not to waste the inverter's energy. Silence reigns in our house. Sitting on the veranda, I look at my mother's garden, which has bloomed this morning. Fill the place with fascinating color and smells. Sets of roses rise up against each other as if it were a competition from height. In the gallery we have a lamp that adorns the ceiling, perhaps not as large as the ones in the living room, but Yes just enough to stand out. I have my cell phone in my hand, eager to hear from a man who hasn't bothered to contact me. It's been five days since ended our adventure. Every day I feel worse, even when I drink my coffee I wait for him to go down the stairs and come to the kitchen with his almost blond hair disheveled, a sweatshirt that adorns his legs and a flan