Champagne Kisses
A young woman was dressed in a fashionable dress as she awaited her visitor. Her short blonde hair was neatly combed and there was a rose pin fastened on her hair to hold it in place. "Pierre, bring me some champagne." She addressed her servant. The woman's name was Bella and she was waiting for a very important man, her lover to be exact.
"Here you go madam." Pierre went inside the courtyard and placed the glass on a table next to Bella.
Meanwhile, Bella was on the watch for the Spanish man who had inflamed her heart. She stomped her foot impatiently on the ground and thought that Antonio would arrive.
With a sigh, Bella stood up from her chair and left the building. As she entered an empty hallway, a man pushed her against the wall and she smirked. It was Antonio. "Are you mad because I was late?" He asked her with an innocent smile.
"No I —" She never ended her sentence because Antonio suddenly kissed her and she felt his tongue asking for permission to enter her mouth and with a swift movement, Antonio had Bella in an embrace. His mouth was still on hers and his wands were travelling up and down her waist while she ran her fingers through his hair. Soon his mouth was on her neck while Bella was moaning at his touch.
Bella suddenly pulled away from him and regained her composure.
"Not here, maybe tonight at my apartment?" She asked him, secretly wanting for more.
"Yes I'll be there." He told her and fixed his appearance.
As he was about to leave, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. She let go of him and smiled.
"Do you know, you taste like Champagne? In a good way though." Antonio told his lover teasingly.
"And you taste like lip gloss, a French one to be exact!" Bella snickered as she saw a hicky on his neck.
"You've been fucking her haven't you?" She asked him, even though she already knew the answer.
"Maybe. Haha. It's just a fling though." He replied without any emotion.
With that, the lovers departed and spent that night enjoying their young lives.
