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Hunted By The Player See you soon
His chest rises and falls in rhythmic breathing, now a little calmer. I have to admit that the magazines never underestimated him, he really is the sex god and I am satisfied with the sweet pain in my private parts now.Despite lying with my head on the right side of his chest, I can still hear Hunter's heart. His hand over mine, his right hand encircling my back.“You have a tattoo.” I analyze it more. I put a hand over my mouth. “It's my eyes!”“A fact you already know. I did it just before we got back together last month.”“I hope that blonde has seen it,” I spit.“Don't worry, I didn't get that far,” he informs me. “So will Miss Garcia tell me what she really came to do at my house without a decent coat?”“I'll be the one to cover the parade in Paris. I knew I would see you there so I wanted to move things along.” I smile and he laughs a little louder.“By the way, how did you get in?” He turns so he can look at me better.“Through the back door,” I report and he laughs again.“I
Hunted By The Player Thrills of an event
I expected a luxury hotel for the concept that Vogue magazine represents but an ultra-luxury hotel is way too much for my little head, what with the granite glow of the hall dripping into my eyes. Fresh flowers whose names I don't know give the color to the place along with mirrors everywhere.My room is all cream colored with gold accents. I peer out the window and see the Eiffel Tower giving the air its grace. A feeling of Deja Vu rushes through me, overflowing with nostalgia.Like a crazy person, I head to the pillows on the bed and lift them, seeing that my intuition or perhaps subconsciousness was right: there are chocolates there. Or maybe...“Hi, my beautiful, I miss you,” Hunter says, attentive from the third ring.“I’ve already arrived. I'm fine.” I lie down on the bed, letting my feet still touch the floor. “We've already been to the four seasons, haven’t we?” I cut to the chase, remembering the letter.“Yes, when we went to Disney.” I smile just by the word Disney. “You rem
Hunted By The Player Complete Idiot
I wake up gasping and put my hand to my face. I can still feel the tingle of that bastard's hands on my cheek. I turn on the lamp and its light makes me squint and my hands fumble with the nightstand for my cellphone. The clock face reads three o'clock in the morning. Holy shit, there's a big event later and I'm up at three in the morning. This is great Selena.I put the device back where it is, fluff up the pillow, cover myself back snugly, and stare at the ceiling trying to figure out something to make me fall asleep. Until I realize that sleeping in a space alone is not my thing. Yes, I would like to have Hunter by my side, but besides him, I could have my mother in another room like at home. It is unbearable to be alone. I sleep out of my internal obligation; I sleep out of anger at myself for not being able to sleep.My clothes are already laid out for me when I get out of the shower. I look at the white cape that covers the dress with the Valentino logo in black. I pull the zipp
Hunted By The Player Here we go!
Running, I put on my dress, which I gave one more point for the versatility of the side zipper, making it easy to put on. I take the small shoulder bag studded with rhinestones and pearls and put on the espadrilles I had ordered from Ricardo, also studded with silver and pearl-colored Swarovski crystals. Comfort and beauty never hurt.I find Emanuel already with his state-of-the-art camera around his neck and Alice with her dress also embroidered with transparent sleeves.“I love your shoes!” she exclaims I don’t correct her by the term used, after all, they must not know what espadrilles are.The cars that come to pick us up are big BMW SUVs, all silver without exceptions. The journey to the parade’s site takes just ten minutes. In my opinion, it takes much longer, as a result of my anxiety.We decide to open the letters. Alice and I vote unanimously for Emanuel to go first.He reads it out loud. "A good photograph is taken with the heart, not always showing too much, but what is nec
Hunted By The Player Backstage Hustle
If the catwalk stage and the adjoining space had small noises of conversation, the backstage side is in chaos. Makeup artists are running with brushes in their hands, hairdressers sweeping pass with combs and curlers, photographers and assistants terrified of their stylists. I'm careful not to run over a short and thin woman sprinting by with some papers in hand. I prefer not to disturb her in her process. Inside it is boiling with tension. I was absolutely loving the energy though, it was bustling with creativity.I feel a hand on my shoulder, trying to ask for my attention that is focused and amazed by the commotion I see. I have to tilt my head up to get a better look at the most beautiful mouth in the world.Hunter hugs me, lifting me off the floor. I have to hold my dress down so it doesn't rise up.“You need to behave” I tell him, trying to make a serious face much to his amusement.“Too short,” he whispers in my ear. His voice makes me shiver once more. “You're beautiful,” he s
Hunted By The Player You need to behave
A privileged spot in the audience, I might say. Our seats are located on the right side of those walking on the catwalk and with a better view to the front of each costume. The chairs were distributed in just three in each row. In other words, three chairs and a space for the corridor for better circulation and so on to the side and also at the back. I was sure they had allotted those seats to us because of my relationship status with Hunter and while a part of me did not mind, the other’s part’s ego was a tiny wee bit bruised. But I guess this was business.I sit in the chair at the end with the tablet in hand with Alice at my side. A few minutes later, the lights are dimmed, highlighting the path the models will be walking along.Electronic dance music echoes through the room and yellow lights illuminate the runway even more and then the first model struts out followed by another one right behind her. The Dolce & Gabbana fashion show introduces all the beauty that the collection ha
Hunted By The Player Hundred times over!
"And baby, all that I have is yoursI bet you will never feel cold or hungryI will always be there when you feel insecureTo me, you're beautiful, girl"Cause you're all I've got forever - Kris Brown ft JustinHunter's body is completely naked, his head leaning against his neck and I can smell his expensive perfume but I love the smell of his body without any scent but his natural one.We got back to the room as fast as we could and then attacked each other as quickly as possible. His mouth glued to mine and his skillful hands on my skin, my body reacted like it had never been touched before by the same hands, and that was a lie!The other day, I chanced upon a mirror when we were making love and I caught a glimpse of him when he was lost in the throes of passion. His hips moved poetically forwards and backward leading to perfection in every thrust hitting the right spot again and AGAIN!It was mind-blowing the way I had connected to him, as fast as a comet. And I have to admit that
Hunted By The Player Full heart
“Hunter Blanco back with ex? It seems so! The two were seen holding each other and enjoying the sight of the beautiful monument in Paris. The betrayal was not the strong point of the words spoken in the ear of his girlfriend."I hand the device back to Alice, a little stunned. Yes, the picture of the two of us hugging and glued together is beautiful, but reading the thoughts on a website is absurd. How can they assume such horrible things when they don’t even know the truth. If Hunter wouldn’t stop me. I would sue every damn website that published hurtful things and for what? The audience to make the wrong assumptions about the people involved and yes make big far pay cheques to take home. My subconscious would never be happy if I made money piggy backing off people’s back.“I didn't cheat on him,” I speak as if Alice was expecting an answer, which in fact, she wasn't.“Gossip sites lie a lot,” she says simply but her eyes seemed to give me an assuring look that she wasn’t judging me.
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