My Love Journey's
A night after's.

Author's POV.

The return trip to the hotel passed in an instant. In the taxi, Paul struggles to hold Bianka's hand, who is wildly trying to touch her, not intending to give the driver a free spectacle. However, once they entered the room, the clothes of the two were instantly stripped off one by one, following a burning desire.

Bianka pushed Paul into the bed and jumped on it, wasting no time scooping Paul's manhood with her mouth. He softly licked the top of the missile as if he was enjoying a lollipop. Then his mouth moved to the bottom, sucking, and licking again, while his hands played on the trunk.

Paul groaned, curled Bianka's hair and directed the woman at the speed he wanted, leaving her stunned to feel the pleasure. Bianka shakes her toy with one hand while the other squeezes Paul's chest.

Paul gasped for breath, his eyes not turning away from the beautiful woman who was comforting him with all her heart. As Bianka drowned almost the entirety of herself into the mouth, Paul let out a sigh. "Love.." her words were cut off, her mouth closed, her eyes closed. He knew it would not be long if he let Bianka continue to play like that, he wanted to give the same pleasure.

With one dexterous move, Paul pulled away and turned things around before pushing himself into the part that so infatuated him. There was no gentleness in Paul's insistence, he did it hard and long. "Paul's..." Bianka. Paul restrains Bianka's thigh, puts it on his chest, and makes it a grip.

Paul grinned with satisfaction when he realized his lover's back was curved while his entire body trembled as he reached the peak of his first pleasure that night. But, he's not done yet. She moves next to Bianka, repeating the same activity until Bianka shrinks her name repeatedly before trying to hold Paul's hip.

However, whether it's a bad luck or luck because it gets released many times, Paul still does not want to stop until Bianka's body again vibrates, this time stronger.

"Pa... Paul... Goddamn bum! Slow down... Ahhhh..."

Paul grinned, you asked for this yourself, right? Now accept.

"Enjoy, Honey. I'm ready to cheer you up like this every night."

Two lovebirds who have recently rediscovered the rhythm of life continue to share warmth in bed, for now it feels as if the world belongs to only two. And, hopefully, forever it will be like that.

***

Paul's eyes twitched as the sound of mobile phone vibrations from the table disturbed his sleep. He groaned as he rolled to the left, fumbling at the surface of the table. As soon as he got his phone, it stopped vibrating, making him reflexively roll his eyes. Time shows almost ten in the morning.

She pushed herself inching herself up in bed before opening her phone, finding seventy-three missed calls and dozens of messages, mostly coming from Julia, her new assistant who takes care of all sorts of forms of publication, while other messages from his family and also the Bianka family.

Why is he calling me so early? Think Paul. He believes he has no timetable until his next contract reaches an agreement. He turned his head to the left, making sure Bianka was still asleep. Last night was quite tiring for the woman, plus the actual events can be expected.

Flashbacks...

When it was past midnight, Paul turned himself on the bed, looking around for Bianka. His eyes opened when he found nothing, Bianka was not there. He would only get up as soon as he heard the stuffing from the corner of the room, then move closer before seeing Bianka lying on the floor. "Love?" whispered while crouching, touching Bianka's shoulder.

After turning on the light, Paul saw the woman's face wet with tears. "Hey," he began. "What's wrong?" Bianka shook her head, refusing to answer. "Love..."

Paul sighed, not liking the helplessness that plagued him. He had no idea what made Bianka behave like this after an entire night of looking so excited. Suddenly everything became clear. He's dreaming! "You saw them again, huh?" That's not a question. Paul knows that. So, he just lay on Bianka's side and pulled the woman closer.

They remained there, hugging on the floor, accompanied by the silence of the night. Paul never felt this weak. How to help Bianka while she herself does not know what to say or do. Bianka who always acts wisely in their relationship. He's the only one who manages to keep sanity in Paul's mind. He wanted to have the ability to calm his heart, or find something reasonable to say, but at that moment his mind was deadlocked.

So all he did was accompany Bianka, and let her cry until she was satisfied.

At five o'clock in the morning, then all the hassle is over. Bianka fell asleep in her arms.

~

Paul swung his foot onto the balcony, opened the door and immediately closed it back. The weather outside is very cold, quite normal for the days in December. He sighed. After a while of pondering, he decided to take a shower first before calling Julia and the others.

As soon as he cleaned himself up, he realized that they had to wear clothes yesterday. Perhaps he could hurry to Franda's house and pack their clothes for the next few days. If he's fast enough, then it won't be for an hour.

Paul snatched his phone and car keys, then walked to the door. His phone is shaking again. He looked down and found a link linked to his twitter account; Paul Klug was caught making love to his ex-wife in public.

Damnit damnit! Paul's steps stopped immediately. He turned his head to look at Bianka who was still asleep.

I really finished this time!

Paul smiled at the thought of the shocking event last night. She knew why Julia wanted to scout him because the news was disturbing. They weren't the only couple having fun at the club, so why would people bother stalking?

After a while, he re-opened his twitter account and gave clarification there, one wide grin filling his face. She could feel Julia being frustrated and bet the woman would call her soon.

"Hello." said Paul, as his phone rang again.

"Really, Klug? Is there nothing you can say but: 'I will always love you. Thank you for one great night, Love.' Oh my..."

Paul smiled wryly. It was evident that Julia was really windy, making her want to laugh. Some time later Paul was getting close to the new people around him, and he felt better getting to know them all.

The rustling sound from inside the room caught his attention and he glanced at Bianka already awake and was walking into the bathroom. Paul decided to chat with Julia in a moment.

"Well, good morning too, Julia."

Julia groaned at the end of the joint. "I've been trying to call you for the last few hours, Paul. Why are you ignoring me, hm?"

"Don't it cross your mind that maybe I'm sleeping?"

"Oh, come... It's not funny."

"You're right, this isn't funny. There's a moron who accidentally filmed me and Bianka enjoying some alone time. Not funny at all, is it?"

"Well, you should be more careful. You're not someone else, Klug. Everyone here adores you. What do you expect when Bianka dances like that on your lap? In public places anyway. Gosh..." Julia sounded really desperate.

"Julie..."

"And what's wrong with you and that girl, Klug?"

"That girl is my boyfriend, Julia! I know what's going on, and I won't let anyone hurt her."

"Okay, so what do you think? Surely your brain is in trouble, otherwise this chatter will never exist. You guys underestimate the situation."

"Let me be clear on one thing, Julia. I may be starting to like the way you work, but I can't take it for granted. There is nothing wrong with what we do, and to hell with people who say otherwise. Please if you want to put yourself in that category." Paul didn't mean to ketus, but Julia had gone beyond the limit.

There was no sound for a moment before Julia said, "Can you delete your clarification on twitter? I've prepared something and I'll send it soon." he muttered, in a more professional tone.

"What is an apology?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Prepare something else. I don't want to apologize, and I won't delete that post."

"I'm in charge..."

"Fright!" grunting Paul, start to growl. "You work for me, not the other way around. I won't apologize for having fun with my girlfriend. If you think there's anything else I need to say on social media, then write it down and send it to me. I'll judge it. If Bianka and I agree, you'll see it soon. Have a good day, Julia." Paul immediately disconnected without giving Julia a chance to respond.

Paul knew his attitude had just been rude and brutal, and had planned to make an apology to Julia later. But, the girl needs to understand that Paul is not willing to give anyone a chance to underestimate Bianka.

"Hey!"

Paul raised his head, looking at Bianka in front of him. He did not realize that the woman was already there, standing a few inches away from him. "Hey," Paul replied gently as he grabbed Bianka's hand and sat her on her thigh.

Bianka held out both hands along Paul's shoulders before kissing his lips at a glance. "Is everything okay? Who's calling?"