CEO Coldplay

and missing you and my love anymore. - She confesses slyly. - And when is Mr. Perfect coming back? - I ask curiously. - In two weeks, he'll have to stay a week longer than expected, unfortunately

ke Eduardo very much, even though she doesn't know him and doesn't know anything about him. When I told her and Cecília about my night with the stranger, I knew that her reaction wouldn't be good. Cecília jumped for joy and supported me in continuing with Edu. As she said, I was starting to live my life. Miriam, on the other hand, reprimanded me, saying that it was crazy, that he was just looking for fun. For these reasons and others, I preferred to keep Eduardo's identity hidden until I really felt that what we have was not just a fling. So for them, he is the Mystery Man. Then, when all these suspicions about him have passed, we both go home and really understand our relationship, I will introduce him to them properly, of course, if he wants. I am taken out of my reverie when I feel Eduardo's experienced tongue in my intimacy, going back to doing what I had started. I bite my lip hard to keep from letting out a moan that my friend might hear. - So I'm going to hang up, bye friend, I'm looking forward to seeing you next week. - Bye Mi, I'll be there next week - I say trying to keep my voice neutral. As soon as I hang up, I throw the phone anywhere, my hands stick to Edu's hair, making his face sink even deeper between my legs. And he's relentless as always, biting, sucking, licking with desire driving me crazy, without me expecting a finger to penetrate me, the back and forth makes me moan louder and louder, he sucks even harder and unable to hold back I let myself go. - You really know how to get my attention. He climbs up, placing his masculine body on top of mine. - I always want your attention, now that I'm going to have to go a week without it, I confess I'm a little possessive. - He says making a face like an abandoned puppy. - Don't make that face, a week goes by fast and soon you'll be with me, too bad we won't be able to get back together. - It's going to be the hardest week of my life - he says charmingly, distributing kisses on my neck. - I'm glad to hear that - I stroke his hair, willingly accepting his kisses.