-IV
<< You were seen in the square today, Adrien. >>
Elise came to their table. She was a girl, Coline's cousin, totally different from the latter.
Everyone turned to Gérard, the silent, private boy, who had a crush on the girl. Then again the attention went back to the blond.
Coline, sitting on him, looked at him badly and eager to hear his apology.
<< Oh well, I'm almost always in sweet company. >> He justified himself as he slowly caressed the blonde's side of him. He knew how to keep her quiet.
<< But this time it's different, isn't it? >>
He cursed Clovis. Coline got tightened up again.
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<< Doesn't know. >> He laughed Bruno by making the whole table laugh, including Adrien. He was true, he said he loved her, but he didn't know who she was, and that morning he didn't even ask her name.
<< You're such an asshole. >> Righted his friend by pushing his side.
<< What do you mean you don't know? >> He asked for the girl, and more annoyed.
<< I don't know his
name.>> Said, before approach his lips to her ear and whisper a sensual << I never repeated it among orgasms, like yours, Coline. >>
The girl blushed, even because of the blond's hand who now caressed her thigh from above her white dress.
He calmed her down again. More wine was satisfied.
< mess! >>
Yvonne came in, another girl who served the tables. He had sex with her, too, and then he realized she was talking to us better than she was fucking us and became very close.
Everyone rejoiced and filled the dishes.
They laughed and joked, talked about the next blow, happy to be able to help other people with all the money they made that afternoon.
That prince was a godsend.
Coline had tobacco to the boy who, looking in her eyes, pulled his mouth off his fingers, caressed them with his lips. The blonde was overrun by the groaning. That boy would melt her into a pool of pleasure, whatever he did.
He lit her cigarette and started smoking, watching the girl thought it was nice and sensual. Those lips around the filter wanted them on themselves as soon as possible.
Everyone laughed and joked, he noticed the way the blonde in his arms looked at him with lust and desire. Adrien smiled arrogant, he layed her elbow at the table, he went on a plate and pretended to study her cigarette, with his other hand stroked the inside of the young man's thigh, when he touched her in the middle, he put more pressure, that dress was in the way. Coline whispered but smiled satisfied. She couldn't take her eyes off him. The gently linear jaw, the cigarette between the lips that were moved for game with the tip of the tongue, the precise nose, the green eyes and the long eyelashes. That kid was perfect. She saw him take over the tobacco tube again.
< << What song? >> Elise asked.
<< Any one. >> She decided to take the cigarette in the empty plate.
It took a while to choose, but then they started singing.
So, everyone drunk accompanied the girls' voices, everyone except Coline holding his moaning.
Adrien heard her fingers sneaking into her hair, her head, and pulling it off her head. He also smiled at how much he was concentrating so he wouldn't let it know what was going on under the table, to calm down the involuntary movements of the pelvis that went against the hand, demanding more. He knew he was an asshole, but he didn't stop when she came in with more wine. In fact, she had also looked malicious and swore to see us envy to her daughter in her eyes, but the boy would never take away a married woman, not if her husband had proven so kind and hospitable to them.
<< Adrien... >> It was a plea, a moan choked in his ear.
The girl couldn't stand it anymore.
<< Come on, honey. >> He got her up and followed her up, greeted her friends quickly and walked away from there with her arm that was waving the life of her conquest.
They came to the young man's room and once they closed the door behind them, they started kissing with a fire. They took off quickly.
Adrien waited her down on the bed, he lay top on her.