enola_amazing-2

AMAZING by Enola <<< part 1

PART 2

I called him from Camden Town the day before my departure. He was happy I called and when he knew when I was he said he would join me in a quarter. Fortunately, it was a warm sunny day so we took full advantage of it to go for a walk. We principally talked about my holidays and the places I liked most in London. I told him about the first time I went there a couple of years before. It had been my dream since I was a teenager. I felt completely at ease as soon as my coach arrived at Victoria Station. I left my luggage there and I went sight-seeing all by myself. Everything looked so familiar to me, it was as if I had always lived there. Before my trip I was sure I would cry my heart out when I would take my plain back home, but it didn’t happen. I was happy because inside me raised an awareness that I would return there soon. It was the same then. I was sorry not to stay, but the thought I would move there soon made me feel good.

After half an hour we had been walking I suggested going for a drink. We both had a coke on the rocks and went on talking. James was amazing. Talking with him came naturally to me. He was the typical kind of person one can talk about anything with. And I liked that. I observed him whilst I spoke. He listened carefully to every word I said staring at me with his amazing brown eyes I wasn’t able to look into for fear of melting like snow in the sun. It was getting late and I had to go. I took a tenner out of my purse,
“This is yours,” I smiled putting it down on the table pushing it with my finger towards him.
“Oh, come on! Don’t be silly!” he laughed pushing the money back to me. I pushed it again towards him,
“James, please, take it. You did so much for me.”
“Is this the only reason you called me for?”
I giggled and, looking him in the eye, I replied quietly, “Yes. Is that so difficult to believe?”
I finished my drink quickly and got up before he could speak.
“Goodbye James. Take care!”
I went to pay for the cokes and walked away.

I finally moved to London after Christmas. I temporarily went to live with my two friends since I still couldn’t afford anything else. They shared their flat with another girl, so I had to sleep on the sofa as I had done during my holiday the previous summer. I had found a job in a hotel as booking clerk. Although it was wearing spending even ten hours per day in front of a computer screen answering thousands of phone calls one after the other, I enjoyed it.

A couple of weeks later I took advantage of my day off for looking for a birthday present for one of my friends. I got at the shopping centre around midday aware that it would take me ages before finding something nice. In fact, after three hours and a half I still hadn’t found a single thing that might be suitable. The most interesting thing I had seen was a huge white teddy bear with a red scarf and sunglasses which had impressed me. It was just in the centre of the shop window lying over a deck chair as if it was sunbathing. I thought it might be about 4ft. I stayed in front of that window for several minutes laughing like an idiot! But it wasn’t any suitable for my friend, but I wouldn’t mind at all if somebody would give it to me instead!

After four hours I had bought anything but the very thing I should have bought, I gave in. My feet hurt so I went to the bar and had a hot chocolate. I sat down in a stool sipping it when I recognised a voice behind me.
“Why didn’t you call me?”
‘Oh shit!’ I thought. I turned slowly and saw James in front of me with a couple of carriers in his hand.
“Should have I?”
He sat on the closest stool leaving his carriers on the floor and asked for a cappuccino.
“You look gorgeous!” he said softly.
“Thank you!” I whispered blushing without turning. I couldn’t believe he still remember me.
“How’s your boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend?” I repeated in disbelief raising my voice a bit, “Have I ever talked about any boyfriend?”
“No…”
“Hang on,” I said bitterly before he could go on, “I didn’t end up in your bed, so you automatically thought I had one!”
I stood up but he grasped my hand gently saying,
“Please, stay. Let me understand.”
“Understand what?”
“Why you’re running away from me then,” he whispered looking me straight in the eye. I sat again and he went on speaking. “I’m attracted by you as you are by me. And, please, don’t even try to deny this. You’ll only lie to yourself.”
“James…I’ll be as clearer as possible,” I said controlling my voice. “Attraction is not enough. I’m looking for something more.”
He suddenly got up and said not to leave, he would be back in a minute.

And so he did. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw he was holding the big white teddy I had seen a couple of hours before. He didn’t say a word and put it on the floor between our stools and sat down. He finally spoke looking at his fingers that were playing with his silver ring,
“Y’know what I’ve been doing during these past…erm…three hours?” he said having a glance at his watch, “I’ve been chasing you everywhere in this bloody shopping centre. I could even list all the things you bought one by one.”
He turned and looked pleadingly at me,
“Then you stopped in front of this teddy and you stared at it mesmerised for I dunno how much time. Do you think that might be enough for a start?”
I felt like crying for joy. I kept still and silent for a moment thinking over what he had just said. I wondered if he would have done the same if he hadn’t cared about me at all. The only answer I got was ‘no, he would’ve never lose his time chasing me up and down, backwards and forwards the whole shopping centre…why should have he done it?’
I got up and wrapped my arms round his neck planting a kiss on his cheek. He immediately fastened his arms round my waist pulling me closer towards him.
“You made me toil but it was worth it!” He whispered in my ear stroking my hair,
“Don’t put the cart before the horse, you might be disappointed.”
“Not with you for sure luv!”
He leant his lips over mine for a while, then he parted and fondled my cheeks with his fingers. He eventually grasped my hand and we left with all our carriers and teddy.

He brought me to his flat where we spent a great deal of time cuddling and kissing over the sofa. The way he kissed and touched me drove me crazy. Every now and then he stopped kissing and fondled my cheek staring at me with his amazing puppy eyes and smiling in the cutest way possible. At the same time I could see in both his smile and eyes a hint of lust that made me quiver with excitement.
“Are you cold?” he asked rubbing my back,
“No, it’s you,” I smiled. “You’re amazing. You can be so damn sexy and tender at the same time!”
He gave a short titter burying his face in my neck, so he kissed me under my ear whispering how sweet I was myself and the way he felt when he spotted me at the shopping centre. He had sworn he wouldn’t let me go this time.

He was getting horny as his mouth captured mine once more. The frequency of his heartbeat was increasing and I could feel him getting harder against my groin.
“I’m pleased to know I have the same effect of your guitars on you!” I whispered breaking the kiss. He looked perplexed for a moment and when he understood what I meant, softly he said,
“I got carried away quite easily!”
As we went on kissing I found his hand between my legs caressing the inner side of my thigh. I began to moan softly and moved my hand over the zip of his trousers, but he stopped me. He said there was a big bed waiting for us in the other room where we would be more comfortable. He grasped my hand and led me into his bedroom.

He made me lay down on bed whilst he sat and began to get undress. He firstly removed his shirt throwing it on the floor, then he stood up and lowered his trousers and pants giving me an amazing sight of his naked body back side. He turned and smiled, so he lay close to me wrapping his arm around my waist. At that very moment I could realize how better was his front side. His skin was extremely soft and smooth under my fingertips, and he did smell good. As I ran my hands over his chest he groaned softly in my ear that he loved the way I touched him up and I couldn’t help smiling. I was happy to know I was making him feel that good. He let out a groan of pleasure when I took his dick in my hand. Just then I could grasp how big he was since my thumb and my index couldn’t join together.
“Oh my…” I sighed,
“Is it alright baby?”
“Yes, I couldn’t imagine you were so…ahem…huge!” I giggled with my hand still on his dick,
“Worried?”
“Um, no! I’m just wondering how it’d felt having you inside.”
“Why you waste your time wondering when you can find it out yourself?”
He was perfectly right.

I urged him to help me getting undress, something that he was pleased to do.
“I see I’m not the only one who’s got carried away…even your jeans are wet!”
“Honey, you know that’s your fault!”
“Pardon? What have I done now?” He laughed playfully removing my jeans and knickers. He lay over me, cupped my face in his hands and kissed me sweetly,
“I’ll be gentle darling.” He was serious now.

Everything was amazing. Simply amazing.

THE END.

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