Between faces and annals

- Hey! Calm! he said with his arms suspended in the air and his hands up.

"I told you to let go of me." Did not say?

"I've already dropped it."

She tried to compose herself, straightening her clothes, her hair, trying to catch her panting breath.

— Are you calmer? She just glared at him, not responding.

"Let's talk, Nina..."

- Not here.

"Okay. Let's go to your hotel then?"

She cracked a very remote smile at the corner of her mouth and nodded. He saw that she let her guard down and approached her gently. He came very close to her, face to face, as he said he was worried. She could smell his warm whiskey-scented breath on her nose. It was mind-blowing. A man's scent mixed with alcohol and shaving lotion.

He pushed his chest against her, staring into her eyes, leaning his entire body against hers leaving her with no space. She didn't know whether to cry, scream, kiss him, or give in. The smell of him made her legs go weak, she went all limp. He took such deep breaths that, taking a deep breath, rolling his eyes, she could even hear his delight.

He sniffed her hair strongly, then sniffed her between her nose and mouth, pressed her more and more against her spine, holding her hands above her head fully, wedged between her legs, his knees slightly bent forcing a leg against her panties. She was surrendered! Lostly delivered in that instant.

He was the description of sensuality in person. It wasn't just the beauty, the height, the physique, the way of walking, the way of dressing, but also the voice, the smell, the intensity. What held her to him was the way he gave himself. He could have all the money, prestige and elegance in the world, if he was cold, arrogant and empty she would never bow to him.

- You're gone. Ran from me. Turned off the phone. - He whispered with his mouth on her mouth, while she no longer hid the small moans. Her skin felt the static effect on every pore. The chills were uncontrollable.

"You told me to go away."

“You wanted to leave. Can't you see what you're doing to me? he said, biting her chin, biting her neck, then moving down to her breasts.

Their hiding place was even darker than the luau party, and his security guards waited with their backs far away. He buried his face against her ample breasts, sucking them carelessly so as not to hurt them. Nina moaned with each suck. It hurt, it was a little uncomfortable, but when I thought about asking him to stop, he would take them out of his mouth, mouthing them again, sucking them in everywhere. Her breasts were completely marked. He held them in both hands, brought them together, and buried his face in them again. Appreciating them, delighting. It was almost like a mating ritual. Nina was ready to have him right there. He almost lost control for a moment, but managed to come back to himself, pulling away from her, so he gestured to his bodyguards and they left there almost at a run.

Arriving at Nina's hotel they headed straight for the elevator. Long live modernity! Nina only needed her room card, or bar code scanning her cell phone to gain access to her quarters. There was only one person at the reception and it was very easy to pass by. They could barely make it to her room. They looked like two teenagers rubbing each other when they were in the car, resisting now in the elevator because of the cameras and almost breaking down her door.

As they entered, he immediately attacked her against the door. He aggressively undressed her, nearly tearing all of her clothes off. He ripped her panties off. She remained in her bra, thigh-high transparent tights with a lace edge the color of her skin and high heels. She pushed him against the door, preventing him from taking any item of clothing, made a gesture to his mouth telling him to be silent.

She gathered all her hair in his hand making him understand that he was not supposed to let go. She went down slowly to the floor feeling his hand pulling her hair, unzipped his pants, found his rigid and protruding member, pulsing every vein that filled it, stared at that robust member pointing to her face, looked up meeting the eyes of David, who already showed despair when imagining what she would do to him.

Then Nina held him by the hips with her two hands on either side, sucking his cock wet with desire, so in sync with the moans he released, she didn't need him to touch her to have a spontaneous orgasm. As she absorbed the heat of that cock with her tongue, pressing it against the roof of her mouth, against the inner walls of her mouth, it writhed and writhed until it let out a feline roar.

"Fuck my mouth!" Nina ordered before shoving her mouth inside his cock again.

Then she makes him understand that she wanted him to force his head against his penis, in a continuous in and out movement. The expression on her face was one of carnal delirium, while his was one of despair. He whispered “fuck” a thousand times. David looked down, seeing those yellow eyes staring up at him, his cock wedged up to his throat without tonsils, and he felt like he was going to hurt her.

That man wanted to rape that mouth with his cock right now. She withdrew his cock from her mouth at the last moment she felt every vein vibrate, filling with orgasm, ready to explode. He couldn't hold back that insane, tense explosion in the middle of her face, covering her whole with its white liquid. Both their legs were shaking. Nina had never allowed a man to come in her face before.

Nina had finished cleaning her face, and smelling his orgasm, she felt ashamed for having enjoyed that scent so much. She brought a hand smeared with his nectar to her nose, gulping in that scent, getting drunk on his scent.

Seeing that, Nina rolling her eyes in delight, he felt his heart speed up, and then he caught her at once by the arms, unexpectedly turning her around, pressing his forearm into her shoulders with her back, her face flat against the wall, and he stuffed her roughly between her legs, suddenly finding her insides, pulling one leg from the other, bending his knees, and possessing her like a mindless animal.

He turned her to face him saying he wanted to look her in the eye while he had her. He tried to kiss her hard without success. The more she turned her face, the more he thrust hard, mercilessly. Nina's moans were supernatural, she couldn't control them with David. And the more she moaned the more he felt different sensations in his body.

Men were used to hearing such moans in porn movies, but he had never experienced such delivery of feelings at the time of sex as real as he had with Nina.

She put his hand over her own mouth in an attempt to stifle her cries of pleasure, but the more he forced himself inside her, covering her mouth, the more she moaned. He dragged her onto the bed putting her on all fours, enjoying the sight of her curves in that position, looking at her sexy heels, he tore her transparent stockings in an act of impulsiveness, removed her bra and stuck his index finger in her vaginal opening leaving her thumb finding her anal opening. Nina looked back, said no, in such a loud cry of despair, she didn't have to speak twice.

— Not anal! - She said.

Then he flipped her over and tore her out of every other position she could stand that night. They were both screaming, crying with pleasure, they seemed adept at obsessive sex, they couldn't stop, not even the clothes he had taken off after all that.

When they were both finished, he undressed. His clothes were wet with sweat. He threw his shoes away and they could no longer speak. They could barely breathe. They sought coziness in both bodies and slept totally unclothed, cherishing their thrusts with each other. Their bodies were slowly addicting to each other. It was as if her body chemistry mixed with his body chemistry. They were one.

The next day David woke up late. In a good mood and in a mood a mile a minute. He woke up smiling. He was intrigued when he didn't see her in the bedroom. Her cell phone was still turned off in her bag. He took a shower and lay back on the bed totally naked. Nina then enters the room pushing a fruit cart. She had managed to convince the caterer at the buffet to help her make a little surprise for him. When she turns around, she sees him lying on his side, with his elbow on the bed supporting his head with one hand and the other arm extended to his hip. It was the vision of paradise! It was like seeing a living statue of one of those gladiators, with their statuesque bodies right there lying naked on his bed.

He messed her up! It was frightening what he made her feel. A kind of adrenaline that coursed through his entire body causing excitement, chills, sweating, and constrictions in the abdominal walls. How could Nina fight such physical and emotional reactions?

After the impact of seeing him like a Roman god naked in his bed, she entered pushing the cart that was covered with a white cloth. She greeted him, positioned the cart that was filled with fruit, scrambled eggs, bacon, and whatever else she could get from the breakfast buffet kitchen. As "Mohammed could not go to the mountain", she brought the "mountain to Mohammed". David's eyes sparkled to see that she had done this for him.

- I wish I could offer this breakfast on the porch, in the open air. But we'd better stay inside. - She said without being able to tear her eyes from his body.

He sat at the table still undressed. She looked at him curiously. The two couldn't hide their smile. David simply naked having breakfast with her. So he tried to undress her too, but she completely refused. Between many laughs and many conversations, the two were satisfied with the hotel's delicious food.

Nina turned on the phone and there were a thousand messages and calls from her friends. She answered them and then turns to David saying that she would meet them soon. She was excited to tell him all the programming she would be doing with her friends.

Nina didn't realize the harm she did when she excluded him like that. She didn't mean it, even so, he felt. David was a passive, emotionally stable person, but Nina was managing to irritate him by showing such indifference to being around him. All they had was 14 days to be together.

Maybe he was expecting her to act like the massage therapist or yoga teacher of yore, who nearly threw herself at his feet like a red carpet for him to pass. After all, he was already used to this harassment. And he knew how to use his influence on fans very well. He had a different demeanor, the way he expressed himself or answered embarrassing questions was also different from an ordinary person. But Nina was what she was. There are people who are born that way, and she was one of them, as she used to say: — Even if he was the King of England!

Neither beauty, nor wealth, nor fame, nor anything other than his character, inner beauty and his love would make her crawl for him. And despite the fact that astrologers and tarologists publish that Taureans choose their partners for their beauty, the basis of this Taurean was practically security, making sure that it will last forever, whether it's a material asset or a relationship, these were the things that brought him security. And he wasn't sure what to expect from Nina.

Nina went out to meet friends during the Sunday day and arranged to have dinner with David at her spa that night. He was going through a process of emotional recovery, of detoxing from the media world, and he needed Nina to be with him right now. She thought otherwise, she thought if they spent too much time together, he would get sick of her. She had this tendency to sabotage her own happiness. There was still a long way to go before she became a woman deconstructed about all the taboos and standards imposed by society throughout history.

She was in the process of deconstruction, but she was still a person who needed to learn a lot about some attitudes about her self-esteem.