Automatic

Zara could not keep her eyes off of the man across from her in the cafe. They had exchanged several looks at this point, and she was not opposed to making the first move but being mad at her boyfriend Cadmus…this guy had to make the first move.

He did.

It was a boost because part of the argument with Cadmus had been his not making her feel like she was desirable enough. This guy definitely found her desirable enough. When he approached her, she put her hand over his mouth and shook her head.

He looked perplexed, but he let her take his hand. The music in the cafe was soft and soothing, but the look in his eyes was anything but and she bit her lip with the excitement that she felt. She squeezed his hand, and he squeezed hers even harder.

“l-“ he started.

She put her fingers on her lips and his.

He smiled.

There was no need to talk because then no promises could be made, nothing. Nothing could be broken.

Except vows never to be spoken.

She clutched his biceps, his muscles and the blur of a tattoo that she did not study because she did not want to remember enticed her nonetheless though this was not really happening.

She caressed his lips with her finger, but not with her mouth. It was mechanical the way that their bodies joined, but it did not matter. The pleasure was automatic too. Their bodies moved like machines that knew their position and motion. She needed the release and they worked perfectly together. He cradled her breasts and rubbed her clit, as they avoided looking at each other in the mirror of the cafe bathroom. The scent of gardenia mixed with sex, and Zara would never forget it.

It was over between her and Cadmus, but she was desirable.

She was filled with desire.

 

Filled with desire, Mathilde was not sure how to describe the sound that came from her as Cadmus cradled her breasts. She had mused in a cafe earlier, after she walked out of the hotel after their first major fight since getting back together. She remembered how she had handled it all those years ago but this time, this time she wanted to get past that and she wanted to work on it this time.

She did not want to lose him a second time.

 

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