I was moaning louder and instead of sending me to shut up, he increased the pace and accompanied me. I was moaning on my tongue. I kept my knees raised while thrusts became increasingly intense.
- You make me Crazy. - Moaned on my lips - For this fuck up. For this pussy. For that your moan. - Kissed me hard.
One of his hands on my ass, the other squeezing my breast. Rebolei and he pulled the chest to watch me dance. I could hear the people out there. The music, the conversations, the laughter, the clink of forks, knives and cups.
He thrust harder and squeezed my ass in hand. My moan was beginning to look like a scream.
- Do not cry, baby. Do not scream. - He asked. But he had reached that point where the enjoyment is inevitable and was tearing me so fast and so good that I think most of your body would not mind one bit if I started screaming.
- You can not. I wanna scream! Greg ... oh ... Greg ...
Since we had watched the video on your phone, I discovered that moan his name was a weak point. He was hard as rock and could not think clearly.
- Gre-g ... - I threw my head against the bathroom wall and felt his heavy breathing on my neck.
- Then scream. - It got so hard that I could not shut up - Screams in this motherfucker. - His voice wavered with the lack of oxygen - To this fucking entire party know how my Dom likes to get fucked.
I was melting. Feeling the tension undo in relief.
I groaned and he kissed me. We enjoy biting the lips of each other.
***********
- Where he was hiding, Baxter?
- Derek! How are you?
I shook the hand of my friend and I could not help looking in the direction of Laura. She rolled her eyes discreetly still running his fingers through his hair. But no use ... any pair of attentive eyes realize that she had just made a slight sexual assault.
- Hello, Don. - She greeted.
- How are you, Derek? - She squeezed the hand he offered. And I strolled eyes by your body.
It was hard not to smile.
My wife was very beautiful. And hot.
Besides all the other obvious qualities she had. But that fucking that dress ... beautiful and delicious were the first two things that came to mind.
- Are already preparing the wedding? - Derek joked.
- I do not suffer this kind of insanity. - He smiled.
- Me neither. - I imitated and she watched me curiously - We're not even close. - I noticed. - No way.
Laura swallowed hard and I had to control myself not to laugh.
- Good! - She squeezed the hand - You'll talk business and I'll get bored.
- I think we have spoken a lot of that lately, huh Greg?
- Yeah, but this fusion of business is probably one of the largest acquisitions of Baxter in the last ten years.
- Let's all work together. - He laughed, shaking my shoulder - And you Baxters, will make me a rich man.
- I think you mean richer, Derek.
- Talk will. I think I need to eat something, anyway.
He kissed my cheek before retiring.
She did not like Derek. That part she had already made crystal clear. But this was normal: Laura did not like anyone. Just me ... still good.
But he was my best and oldest friend. It was one more person she unfortunately had to tolerate.
- I did not know you were so scared so with marriage, Gregory. - He hit my shoulder as we approached the bar. - Whisky. - He asked - with ice. I ask two?
- No ice for me. - I asked - and I'm not. - I laugh - I took the diamond ring of Holt.
- What was your sister?
- That. Already in the jewelry. I wanted him to be properly cleaned before.
- You're confusing me, Greg. - Sipped the drink - If you marry, why the charade?
- Because Laura is a very complicated creature. - I had to laugh.
- As well?
- I chose the place, decided the ring ... I am even practicing what I say. - I confessed - But she can not suspect.
- Ah! You want to be surprised.
- No, I want to soften the beast.
He laughed.
- I'm serious, Der ... With Don is so: it does not want to marry. Are you absolutely sure of that. But it is only because of this impenetrable shell that it uses to protect his feelings. She says she does not want to not be hurt if you do not, you know?
- Many women are so Greggy ... still does not justify the charade.
- I'll need exactly three weeks with Laura thinking I do not want to marry at all.
- Why three?
- In the first she'll be curious ... Wondering if it's something I really do not want or if I'm saying this to please her or trick her. On Monday, she will start to wonder why the hell is so bothered by it, since he did not want to marry at all, so if I do not also want, should not change anything for her. And then comes the third week. And she's wondering if it really is something she does not want or is upset because, in fact, is something she would like to do. So I caught her in doubt.
- And then she'll say "yes"?
- Laura? Say yes"? Never!
- So, you were crazy! - He laughed.
- It will say "no" because it is stubborn. It needs first to disagree. Ever! Phase two of my plan is to take it to bed, make love, explain to her how I love her and how it is already my independent family of an alliance, but that alliance would mean a lot to me.
- Then she says "yes"?
- No ... she says "no" again.
- I explain again why you are dating this woman?
- The last phase is the coup de grace.
- What is?
- Tell her that Eleanor probably infarta if she says yes.
- Then she says "yes"?
- Then she says "yes"! - I agreed.
- It seems like too much work.
- Believe me, Der. It is worth it!
- I hope so, Greggy ... Because I do not know if infarta Eleanor, but she will definitely want to kill you.
- Oh, I have a plan to deal with it as well. - I laugh.
***********
And I was hiding in the house again.
Anything to avoid an unpleasant encounter with the witch. I was in the kitchen looking for Boe when something beyond the back window caught my attention.
Merryl was talking to someone I had never seen before. A black woman high and with a beautiful braided hair. And the worn jeans and T-shirt U2, I deduced that she had not been invited.
Hell, I was wearing a dress that cost me almost half my salary obscene and evil was considered a guest ...
It was not my business. That I knew. But it was ... Merryl chosen from birth to be the perfect match of my Greg and the body language, there was no doubt that they were fighting. Part of me wanted to just send the scene fuck. I had nothing to do with me and it was not my style to invade anyone's life. The other part was laughing and saying that in recent years all I had done was to invade people's lives, starting with the neighborhood ... When the selfish element entered in the balance and I realized that she was doing something wrong, I could use it to defend my relationship in the future, I just decided to approach the portal of the service area and listen to the conversation.
I leaned back against one of the columns and held my breath. I was feeling childish and ridiculous. But once hidden to hear other people's conversation, I thought it best to be quiet and pay attention.
- No, Merryl. Enough.
- It's not that simple.
- It's too simple ... How often will you still do that?
- Gillian, I just need time.
I risked a look beyond the column. They were in the backyard, Merryl walked toward the colleague who took a few steps back when the other approached.
- You already told me his story, Mer, remember? Tell me ... how many girlfriends have you had to end because of it?
Girlfriends?
Holy shit.
- Gill ...
- I've had to overcome the intolerance of my family.
And look ... I love you and our trip to Italy was perfect. But I did not go through all I went to have to hide with the woman I love.
- Gill, look ...
- No, Mer! Enough. I do not want this anymore. Not like that. Or you stay with me or not is.
- It's an ultimatum?
- Like so many others you may have received, so do not be offended.
- I love you ... - sighed.
- I know. But it's too hard like this.
- I'm not ready. My family, Gill ... My family will never understand.
- I'm a lesbian! - He spoke so loud that, even though I was not paying attention, it would be impossible not to hear it - I'm tired of hiding and fuck the prejudice of the people!
- Merryl?
The voice of the Witch made me freeze where I was.
Eleanor came accompanied by two friends and were all replicating the fright and embarrassment matriarch Baxter on the scene presenciavam.
Oh, shit.
- We were looking for you. I wanted to have a word with you and Gregory. Who was talking about, honey? - The scene itself was clear. And if I had heard the last two sentences without any problem, she had heard too.
- Um ... - Merryl wedged and Gillian watched with an attitude of "now or never".
I wanted Merryl had the strength to tell the truth. Partly because it would be good for her and partly because it would be good for me ... but I could smell it in the air: she would not get it. That world had been impressive enough to make Laura Thoen hide the corners seeking refuge. I could only imagine how strong Merryl would have to be to overcome that barrier has been created in this environment.
The silence was also brief and eternal.
For some reason, I could not stop thinking about sister Holt. I could not stop thinking about Amanda. The woman who was raised there and had the courage to fight and send everyone to hell. I wanted to have it known. Very much.
If Amanda were here, she would help ... if Amanda was there, Merryl would not do it alone ...
I took a deep breath.
Oh ... fuck.
- Gillian! - I exclaimed, leaving my poor hiding place. - How many times do I have to tell you ... Merryl, thank you for distracting my friend while I was busy.
The two looked at me as if I had just announced a alien invasion mounted in flying mushrooms.
- Laura. - Eleanor said my name with disgust - Do you know this person ...?
Gillian sniffed for coarse comment.
Well, friend ... I am with you. Welcome to this side of the world.
- Yes it is. - I approached the scene, trying to get back to the three newcomers, offered a suggestive look Merryl and she followed my lead.
- And what's all this talk about ... - Eleanor swallowed. Come on, baby, say the word - Lesbian and prejudice? - He laughed as if it were a joke.
- Ah! I have had homosexual experiences. - She has hated me anyway, is not it? - Gillian is a former girlfriend who refuses to understand that I'm with someone else. Gill. - I turned and held the hands of a complete stranger - need to overcome. What we had was beautiful! - She watched me with a mixture of annoyance and disbelief that would be comical if it were not all that horrible situation. - But I'm with someone else now and we need to follow our lives. call me no more, okay? Merryl, could do me the favor to accompany my friend to the exit?
- She will not do it! - Eleanor touched his chest in his typical interpretation of outraged elegant woman. It was a number she mastered well, I confess ... - will not be required to interact with such people for their cause.
- No, Eleanor! I do not mind! No problem.
Gillian pulled with and were, I believe, end the conversation in a more private place. Hissed one thanks to me before you leave and let me in front of the firing squad.
I sighed exhausted.
Yeah ... That would be fun.
Chapter 2
- You spent a lot of time away from the game, Greg! - He laughed giving a friendly slap on my shoulder.
- I had to give you some advantage, stupid! - I laugh.
- I'll take a look at the numbers for you. And then I explain you everything.
- I appreciate it. It is already difficult enough with Eleanor breathing over everything I do. - I confessed quietly.
- Gregory!
The voice of my grandmother scared me.
- Speaking in it! - Derek opened an inviting arm.
- Hello Derek. Gregory! We need to talk.
I looked around, looking for Laura reflexively. I had discovered an idiosyncrasy in different "Gregorys" Eleanor. And when she spoke my name down that way, harsh and urgent. It was the "gregory-Laura". I wanted to complain about my girlfriend and frankly I do not know if he was patiently for that.
- What now, Eleanor?
- A moment alone? If you permit me?
Derek laughed like when we were boys and one of us got into some trouble.
- What is the subject?
- Derek does not mind. - She looked at him with his tone that mixed order and order in equal amounts. - Is not it, dear?
- Somehow. - He raised his glass for us and left. I gave him one last look of "damn" and he just lifted one shoulder apologetically. But it was normal: there who had the courage to oppose my grandmother?
By the way ... who besides Laura?
- It's all right. - I exhaled resignedly - Come on: what is it?
- You need to finish the relationship with this girl. - He opened his eyes.
Oh my God...
- Eleanor, I will not talk about it with you.
- Gregory! I'm serious!
- Me too.
- It does not serve! He never served and this is going too far!
- Stop it.
- And now! If you know what happened! I just found her in the service area of the property!
- And what's wrong with that?
- She was talking to a friend ... a lesbian friend. - He whispered the last word as if afraid that the term came to life in front of you.
- I doubt that Laura has called some friends here. - I tried to avoid condescension of expression. But Don was not exactly popular in any environment. Competent, intelligent and professional? Yes, a lot. But friendly?
I could count how many friends she had in one hand and all lived within a small distance from our house. It did not seem right that some of them had come here.
- It was an ex-girlfriend! Did you know she had relationships like that? Oh, Gregory! Say you did not know, please.
I knew she'd been with women. I had convinced her to describe me this encounter sometimes. But was unaware that it had been a relationship.
Something in my expression must have made it clear to Eleanor that I was confused.
- Oh, thank goodness! - He sighed - And the worst! She Merryl make company to this person while going to do other things. At least I wanted to tarnish the reputation of the girl ...
Merryl...
lesbian friend ...
I bit my small understanding smile that formed on my lip.
Understanding and pride.
Despite anything, my sun had gone in defense of another human being. I had probably saved his skin Mer.
- I'll talk to her about it, okay? - I finished my dose. If Don had even done that ... the party's over. It was better to take it home.
-. Will not talk to me! - His words were firm and rude - will explain to me what you will do. I can not see it with this girl! - The indicator pointed to my face - I refuse, you hear?
I held the whiskey body with strength and kept my eyes on her hard. I left the firmness of my gaze and a few seconds of silence to situate in space.
- If you do not want to see me with Laura because then close your eyes.
- Do not make jokes, kid! This is serious.
- No, it's not. - Kept the hard jaw - You are my grandmother and is reproaching me in the middle of a party for the woman I have chosen and their previous relationships. It's a joke, Eleanor. A bad joke. - I added - but a j
oke nonetheless.
- Listen here...
- And do not call me boy. - I ignored his attempt to express - I am not a child and I am definitely not your toy.
She swallowed hard before continuing with his cold words.
- I do not know how she managed to bewitch you, Gregory.
- Stop it.
- Trust your grandmother, no matter how it is gostosinha. - Shook the body by mentioning the word and I could feel the anger running down his lips.
- Stop, Eleanor.
- Whether she's good in bed. What matters...
- Stop it...
- What matters! Is it to be a decent woman! And she's not! It's a bitch, low, disgusting ...
- Enough!
I heard the loud crack of my hand falling heavy on the table before you even realize you wanted to do it. Some people around stopped what they were doing and watched us for a moment, frightened, before deciding that the more educated to do was keep your conversations.
- You. - Lifted a finger to his nose and saw his eyes tremble - It's too used to have. Turned an old surly, arrogant and rude.
- Gregory! - Gasped.
- Shut up because I'm still talking. - The fury in my voice came out as a snarl - I'm tired of his performance. It was a good number, it was a good show. Enough. Ended up! And just now. I will not hear one more comment about Laura disrespectful.
- These are truths.
- Are your truths. - A brief, muffled laugh that I sent was desperate - The funny thing is that I really want you to get along. But that's okay ... - raised hands, rendered - is impossible. It will not happen ... I accept. You do not have to like it, or it from you. But you are obliged to respect me.
- No I missed you respect at any time.
- I'm Laura, Eleanor. And I'll stay with Laura. I'm not your pet. You do not own me. I returned to work at Baxter because I wanted to, and I can very well go away again if it is not working.
- I did not say that...
- You do not tell me how to live my life. Can you understand that? Can you really understand it? - I narrowed my eyes in your direction - Finished today. - I decided - That was the last conversation I had with you about my personal life. Starting today, you do not get drawn unless it is invited, and frankly I find it very hard to be invited. Am I clear?
- Gregory, I ...
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