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Guilty Pleasures-Chp. 5: "Give in to Your Desires"
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"Crimson red roses, succulent strawberries
Stained and polished with red
Splashed with the colors of love
Of passion
And lust
Such profound things
Drives us to do the things we must."
♡vintageviXen♡
Enjoy.🌬
~
It was a blustery-but rather lovely day in Venice. Silver droplets of rain drizzled down from the sky. Everything was a grey blur-but it had that misty, cool pureness that I fancied. Cloudy. Blurry. That's exactly how I felt. I shivered-not from the chill, but from my own sinful, sexual desires. I strolled downtown, my umbrella propped over my head-and gazing mindlessly ahead. The clack of my boots on the sidewalk-the splash of every puddle-and the cacophony of city sounds seemed very far away. My thoughts were clouded, controlled and consumed by one sexy, gorgeous stallion. The Devil. Bastard. Casanova. Lady's man. He goes by many names, but is known for one goal. To seduce and prey. But was that really all? No...at least I don't think so. Adam seemed to be very vulnerable around me. Could it be that he actually cares? Or has feelings for me? I shook my head and sighed as I finally reached my apartment. I'd hope to enjoy some sun-and try to collect my cloudy thoughts today. But this terribly lovely but horrid rainy weather did very little to help me achieve that.
I gave my umbrella a quick shake and discarded my partially soaked clothing at the door. I needed to take a warm bath and hopefully my chills will subside. I waited, as the bathtub filled with delightfully warm water. What was even more pleasurable was watching my favorite bath bomb dissolve-and fizzle out into its warmth. I lit a few candles and slid into the bath. It was moments like these that I cherished. I felt safe, solitary and peaceful. And strangely free-but vulnerable. The feeling of vulnerability was all too familiar though. That night. At the bazaar. In the dressing room. Naked, aroused and quivering before him. Then he just left- not even bothering to soothe my sexual aches and pains! I groaned and sank deeper into the bathtub.
My phone rang few seconds later. I wanted to ignore it desperately, but a strange feeling compelled me to answer. And lo and behold, it was Adam. Figures.
With trembling hands, I answered and gingerly brought my phone to my ears.
"W-what do you want Adam?" I tried to sound annoyed-but my quivering desire belied that. Terribly.
He laughed wickedly- a deep sound that rumbled in my ears, trickled down my spine and erupted throughout my entire body.
"Ah, Bellissima. Have you missed me?" he asked mockingly. I could feel the wicked smirk curling his lips from over the phone.
"I do not want to hear anything from you! You left me the other night with no explanation and I haven't heard from you in two days!"
"I see. So you have been pining for me..." he asked with a quizzical tone in his husky voice.
"I-I-Goodbye Adam," I was minutes away from hanging up.
"Bellissima, wait ...please listen to me," he coaxed. I hated when he dropped his voice so low-and twisted it into the most cajoling and coaxing persuasive tone.
"What? What do you want from me?"
"Many, many things. But now is not the time to discuss such matters. But I promise if you be my date to my friends party tonight...I will tell you everything you desire. And I've forgiven you for the foolishness you pulled at the bazaar. Going out with other men-" He paused and took a deep, deep breath. Then sighed. God, hearing that was so sexy and I fought with myself for thinking so. "I will come and collect you at 8. Oh and do send directions. "
"BUT-"
Adam blew a kiss over the phone and hung up abruptly. God, the nerve of that man! First he calls me out of the blue, does not apologize for the way he left things...(or the way he left me rather), demands I go out with him and give him directions to my home! He had absolutely no consideration for my plans. Adam was just like a puzzle-everytime I think I'm getting closer to the bigger picture, the pieces disappear, change and reappear again. I was angry-and I would be lying if I said I didnt want to see him again. Shit. I removed myself from the bathtub and draped a towel around me. I absolutely had to go-to get some kind of explanation from him. To weaken him. YES! If I can just use my innocence and put on on an aloof attitude, I can make him get on his knees. I know I can, because it happens without me even having to try.
I typed typed out my directions. My hands were shaking and my fingers hovered over the send button. Do I really want to give this man real access to me... and my home? I bit my lip and thought hard. No, I had a better idea.
♡
At about 6 pm, I arrived at my friend Daisy's house. Yes, Daisy Lowe, my client from two months ago. Although I provided a professional photography service for her,...
"Crimson red roses, succulent strawberries
Stained and polished with red
Splashed with the colors of love
Of passion
And lust
Such profound things
Drives us to do the things we must."
♡vintageviXen♡
Enjoy.🌬
~
It was a blustery-but rather lovely day in Venice. Silver droplets of rain drizzled down from the sky. Everything was a grey blur-but it had that misty, cool pureness that I fancied. Cloudy. Blurry. That's exactly how I felt. I shivered-not from the chill, but from my own sinful, sexual desires. I strolled downtown, my umbrella propped over my head-and gazing mindlessly ahead. The clack of my boots on the sidewalk-the splash of every puddle-and the cacophony of city sounds seemed very far away. My thoughts were clouded, controlled and consumed by one sexy, gorgeous stallion. The Devil. Bastard. Casanova. Lady's man. He goes by many names, but is known for one goal. To seduce and prey. But was that really all? No...at least I don't think so. Adam seemed to be very vulnerable around me. Could it be that he actually cares? Or has feelings for me? I shook my head and sighed as I finally reached my apartment. I'd hope to enjoy some sun-and try to collect my cloudy thoughts today. But this terribly lovely but horrid rainy weather did very little to help me achieve that.
I gave my umbrella a quick shake and discarded my partially soaked clothing at the door. I needed to take a warm bath and hopefully my chills will subside. I waited, as the bathtub filled with delightfully warm water. What was even more pleasurable was watching my favorite bath bomb dissolve-and fizzle out into its warmth. I lit a few candles and slid into the bath. It was moments like these that I cherished. I felt safe, solitary and peaceful. And strangely free-but vulnerable. The feeling of vulnerability was all too familiar though. That night. At the bazaar. In the dressing room. Naked, aroused and quivering before him. Then he just left- not even bothering to soothe my sexual aches and pains! I groaned and sank deeper into the bathtub.
My phone rang few seconds later. I wanted to ignore it desperately, but a strange feeling compelled me to answer. And lo and behold, it was Adam. Figures.
With trembling hands, I answered and gingerly brought my phone to my ears.
"W-what do you want Adam?" I tried to sound annoyed-but my quivering desire belied that. Terribly.
He laughed wickedly- a deep sound that rumbled in my ears, trickled down my spine and erupted throughout my entire body.
"Ah, Bellissima. Have you missed me?" he asked mockingly. I could feel the wicked smirk curling his lips from over the phone.
"I do not want to hear anything from you! You left me the other night with no explanation and I haven't heard from you in two days!"
"I see. So you have been pining for me..." he asked with a quizzical tone in his husky voice.
"I-I-Goodbye Adam," I was minutes away from hanging up.
"Bellissima, wait ...please listen to me," he coaxed. I hated when he dropped his voice so low-and twisted it into the most cajoling and coaxing persuasive tone.
"What? What do you want from me?"
"Many, many things. But now is not the time to discuss such matters. But I promise if you be my date to my friends party tonight...I will tell you everything you desire. And I've forgiven you for the foolishness you pulled at the bazaar. Going out with other men-" He paused and took a deep, deep breath. Then sighed. God, hearing that was so sexy and I fought with myself for thinking so. "I will come and collect you at 8. Oh and do send directions. "
"BUT-"
Adam blew a kiss over the phone and hung up abruptly. God, the nerve of that man! First he calls me out of the blue, does not apologize for the way he left things...(or the way he left me rather), demands I go out with him and give him directions to my home! He had absolutely no consideration for my plans. Adam was just like a puzzle-everytime I think I'm getting closer to the bigger picture, the pieces disappear, change and reappear again. I was angry-and I would be lying if I said I didnt want to see him again. Shit. I removed myself from the bathtub and draped a towel around me. I absolutely had to go-to get some kind of explanation from him. To weaken him. YES! If I can just use my innocence and put on on an aloof attitude, I can make him get on his knees. I know I can, because it happens without me even having to try.
I typed typed out my directions. My hands were shaking and my fingers hovered over the send button. Do I really want to give this man real access to me... and my home? I bit my lip and thought hard. No, I had a better idea.
♡
At about 6 pm, I arrived at my friend Daisy's house. Yes, Daisy Lowe, my client from two months ago. Although I provided a professional photography service for her,...
