One Night Only

Lillie

I try to show calmness so that you don’t notice how it makes me feel to have him so close when we are alone. I avert my gaze and fix it on his shirt; the part of his shoulder is wet. His wound is bleeding again. He still needs to be healed.

“Will you have any medicine cabinet with the necessary equipment to do a healing?” I ask without taking my eyes off his shoulder.

Nod. With a deep sigh he turns away from me to look for the necessary material. He disappears when he walks through a door and takes a minute to come back. He brings with him a box more equipped than the previous one. He sits down in an armchair and leaves the box on the coffee table. I have no choice but to come over and take a seat next to him. I continue with my work; I clean the wound again, put a cream for pain and inflammation and cover it at the end. He only has his eyes on me, as if I was the only thing he could observe.

I finish and try to get up to move away, but he grabs my forearm to stop me. Her eyes never stop seeing me, then they rest on my lips. For some reason, I feel the need to accept anything that comes from this majestic man. Diablo is intense. My poor brain is trying to process everything while he starts to bring his face closer with the slowness of a predator. My pulse quickens as it gets closer. Without realizing it, in just a few seconds she glues her lips to mine. It’s much better than the last kiss we had, more intense and burning. My reaction to him turns into pure weakness. That means I’m falling to the devil. Although my pride is trampled and I am disappointed, I admit it, I have fallen, and I like it. I can’t resist anymore, my body needs your caresses and kisses. It’s like I’ve been waiting for him for a long time.

I’m not doing anything to stop it, and I really don’t want it to stop. He holds me behind my head and his other arm goes around my waist, pulling me back to support my back on the sofa. Under her hand and place it on my neck. His kiss decreases. He nibbles on my lip until he pulls away from me.

I open my eyes slowly when I feel her pulling away. He’s still a few inches from my face. Her bluish gray eyes are dark and reflect desire and something else that I can’t figure out. He licks his lower lip while still looking at me.

“You smell and taste so good.” With his thumb he caresses my neck, brings his face closer, inhales my aroma and bites it gently”. You are so sexy, to the point of driving me crazy. “He runs his fingers over my collarbone”. I’m fucked” he mutters.

“Why are you doing this? Why are you insisting with me? Why did you save my life?

I made an effort to control myself so that I could ask him, although I did not expect those questions that consumed my mind so much to come out of my mouth, but I still did it.

“I don’t know, he’s a little stronger than me, since I tried to move away to leave you alone” his fingers caress my lips” but I can’t, and I really don’t want to either. 2His caresses go back to my neck, make circles and go down a little more to my cleavage”. I know you want me too.

I can’t articulate any words. My eyes are lost in his pupils. She has me completely spellbound, more so when she talks with that sexy and thick voice she has. Still, I can’t stop watching it. I ruffled his hair a little when he kissed me uncontrollably. He’s too attractive. That’s how it looks great. I remember when I saw him for the first time without a shirt, when I saw his firm and well-defined torso. Everything about him could be said to be perfect. I would like to run my hands all over her abdomen and leave kisses everywhere.

“But how?” i’m babbling.

“As you respond to the kisses I give you, your body responds to the moment I touch you. “He places a soft kiss on my lips and his hand caresses my naked thigh. I shudder until I feel a wet sensation in my crotch”. And your eyes tell me everything.

“This can’t be, I’m not a p…

She covers my lips with her fingers.

“I know the kind of woman you are” she says quietly. I will never force you to do anything you don’t want to do.

I look at him dumbfounded. I didn’t expect that from him. I thought that at any moment he was going to use his power to take me whenever he wanted. However, he made it clear to me that he wants me and that he will never take me by force, and I can believe his words, because I noticed sincerity in his look when he said it.

“Let’s have some dinner” he whispers suddenly. He walks away and slowly lets go of me.

That wasn’t a question.

I don’t have time to protest, because he already has the phone in his hand. Dial a number. While he’s calling, he’s walking down a hallway. I don’t know what happened and why it changed so suddenly. He didn’t try to do anything to take me. He said he wouldn’t take me by force if I didn’t want to, but the truth is what I want most.

Minutes later there is a knock at the door. I’m about to get up from the couch to see who he is, when he shows up the way he left. He changed his clothes. He is wearing black denim trousers and a dark blue V-neck T-shirt. The hair brings it wet. I guess he took a shower. He opens the door, showing from the other side the shocking guy, the guard who works for him. She calls him by his name, Franco. So that’s what it’s called. He hands her a bag before closing the door. Diablo walks over to the table and deposits it. Apparently it’s dinner. Take out the content.

“Dinner’s ready.” He smiles, spreads his arms and points to the table.

“When you said we’d have dinner, I thought you’d cook. “I approach her side and see everything served on some porcelain plates”. Well, at least the food is not served on disposable plates.” I’m kidding.

“Oh, your majesty, excuse me if this wasn’t up to your standard.” he stands up straight and ducks his head to make a bow. “But let’s just say that the kitchen and I don’t get along very well.” He raises his head and scratches his beard while making a gesture.

I smile at his silly joke. I never thought I could laugh with him for his occurrences.

He gives me a big smile and invites me to sit down.

The food looks delicious.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

To think that this is our first dinner together… I never thought I would get to eat with him, rather I never got to think that I could be alone with him in his apartment.

We laugh as if we get along well, and that makes me feel comfortable next to him.

2May I know why you were in that place?

I take a swig at the drink he served me.

“I was accompanying my friend.” I confess. I hope I don’t get her in trouble. Even though she doesn’t think about me, I do. I went to the bathroom and got lost in the hallways.” I lie a little.

He frowns between his eyebrows. You don’t seem to believe me.

I don’t want to expose her. Despite everything, she is my friend, and I would never play her badly.

I need to divert the conversation so that he does not find out the truth.

I’m about to talk to give another twist to the conversation, but he beats me by asking another question.

“How are you doing in your studies? I understand that you are studying medicine. “Apparently, he noticed my discomfort about the previous question and he changed the conversation himself. It seems strange to me that I know which study. I can only think that he watches over me in everything. I know what you’re thinking. “I kept quiet. I’ll confess something to you. “He puts down the cutlery he was eating with and takes a swig of his drink.” When I researched your address, I found out where you study too. For that reason, I found out that you are studying medicine.

“You did what?” I am amazed, although I should expect anything from him.

This man thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he has power and money, and nothing more because he’s a fucking mafioso.