My Love Journey's
Before Dinner

Paul took his mother and I around to look around his house in Madrid, Spain. But all that time, almost all of my attention was on Paul. The charm is much more interesting than the house itself.

The long hair and beard that adorned his face combined with the black and thick eye bags I had never seen before made me wonder if he really slept well or not.

"Bianka?" call him, retract my mind.

I cleared my throat once. "Hm?" He realized that I was watching him, seen from a flirtatious grin at the corner of his mouth.

"I've prepared dinner." Paul repeated because I didn't hear him talking, while his mother smiled meaningfully beside me.

"Ah, that's great," I nodded my head, nervous as I looked at her eyes that looked so 'starved'. I was completely immersed in his gaze until my ears caught the sound of his mother's silence.

"I'll take a quick shower and catch up" said Paul's mother. "You can eat first when you're hungry..."

"Okay," Paul nodded his head and returned his gaze to me. I didn't even realize his mother had walked up the stairs to the guest room, until Paul grabbed my hand and led me to the end of the rather hidden room.

"You're really driving me crazy" Paul murmured. My back was leaning against the wall, feeling my blood flow heating up.

"Paul, i..."

"Sssh, baby," She swept her lips briefly to mine while her hand gripped my hip. "You won't know how much I miss you. I can't sleep well without you, Bianka. Gosh..."

I exhaled a trembling breath. "We need to straighten things out first..."

He retreated a little to look at me. My mind started to drift everywhere as the aroma pierced my nose. The words I had written earlier seemed to just disappear. Although I was annoyed by some rumors about Paul being with a Spanish model, in fact I couldn't get angry after we faced off like this. My feeling of longing is bigger than anything.

"I'm sorry, my attitude is exaggerated" she said with her head bowed and her hands slung to her hair. "I didn't think I was the first one to get stuck with this. I thought you were gonna mess around, so I waited for you to say something... But no complaining, Bianka. Well, that's a surprise."

"I'm just trying to take it easy, and I don't want you to vent your frustration on me..." I smiled at her, cupped her face with both hands and gently rubbed her cheeks. "Really, I wanted to come last week and I really don't know Dr. Grey plans to surprise me by giving me a longer vacation."

"You should keep telling me, love. My jet is waiting for you at the airport..." He shook his head while chuckling. "But it's over. I'm sorry for my excessive attitude, the fear of you leaving me makes me unable to think clearly."

"Paul's..." I frowned, not wanting him to feel worried I left him. "Don't think like that. These are the best times we have right now, stop thinking about the unimportant."

"Ah, my gosh. I miss you so much, love."

I took a breath while laughing softly. "me too. We can go this far, and I..."

Paul's mouth attack made me fall silent. I kissed her back without hesitation, both of my hands cupped her face while my chest stuck to her chest.

Paul put his hands under my shirt, holding on to a proper place, knowing his mother could come down at any moment. "Are you wearing your ring?" he murmured in my lips.

I'm nodding. "Never since you gave it to me..."

"Good, love." He bit my lower lip and lowered his mouth down my neck.

"Not now, Paul..." I felt my breath getting shorter due to the overwhelming attack from his lips on such a sensitive part of my body, driving me mad. "Patience for a moment, we have all night as soon as we get into the room..."

I knew my words made no sense, my mind was too preoccupied with various kinds of wild thoughts to understand anything else completely. But I still have to hold back before he goes any further.

"Yes, yeah..." Paul didn't seem to care at all, and now he's sucking my neck in a way that makes me almost faint from feeling good, plus his hot breath on my neck skin. I'm really gonna melt.

Paul moved his hand along the side of my body, feeling my skin heat up until it stopped on my back. At first I thought he was going to push me until our chests got stuck, but with one expert jolt Paul just let go of my bra.

"Can I open it, love?" tanyanya, kiss my lips again. I felt his manhood harden behind his pants, and I knew my body was causing it.

"Yes" I replied with a trembling whisper. I let him back off a little bit to make room for me to let go and hand it over to Paul.

"I'll keep it all right." Paul grinned mischievously and slipped the folded braku into his hoodie front pocket. I raised an eyebrow at her, while my lips mimicked the grin in her mouth.

"Did I tell you you look more handsome? With this long hair?" I said, pampering my vision while admiring his good looks.

"You like it?" He turned his head to the right and left so that I could observe him carefully. Then, he wiggled his brows to tease me.

I laughed and nodded. "I think it fits you perfectly..."

"I must have cut him off if I knew you were coming." he snored softly as he raised his eyes. "My beard must have amused you when I kissed you."

My head shook fast. "Your kiss is always a pleasure, and I can feel a new sensation with those hairs..."

I chuckled and pulled his hips closer. "On all beards I guess, but yours is more special."

"Aw, I've never heard anyone say that." she said with a chuckle.

"Pfft, they're just too embarrassed to admit it." my god flirtatious, barely able to hold back any longer. "Kiss me."

Paul said without waiting long. He brushed off the distance between us, and slipped his hand behind my shirt, slowly rising up to cupping my chest. Her touch was so gentle and careful as if she was afraid that her nails were scraping my skin, making me feel like this encounter was truly a relief.

No matter how hard I try to stop thinking about our current situation, but I can never really forget it. I felt we had to talk about it one more time, at least to convey how I really felt about this situation before something bad happened and we couldn't stop it.

"Paul, we have to stop this," I muttered on her lips, realizing I would not be able to control my desires if she continued teasing me like this.

"I know, love." He kissed me once more, deeper and longer, then pulled away from me.

My heart is still beating very fast due to the activities of teasing each other just now. My passions and passions had really gathered between my thighs.

Paul rubbed his hair with a very clear frustrated face. "Come to the dining room," he spooked, then cleared his throat.

With my back still against the wall, I nodded my head. "Okay."

After a few seconds, none of us went to the dining room. There's still a lot I want to say to her, as well as my desire to touch her for longer.

"Bianka, don't look at me that way..." He chuckled withholding laughter, his tone lower as he lowered his head. "You know, your eyes do that again. Please stop, I'm trying to clear my head so as not to drag you into the room."

"Oh," my frown was confused, I had absolutely no idea what my eyes were doing, all I knew was that the feeling of needing her was growing bigger and bigger at the moment.

Paul Klug, the handsome and kind man standing before me right now is my fiancee. Oh, my God, I don't believe it completely. So far, no one knows about our engagement except for our family. Paul and I decided to keep it a secret until our wedding day which is completely unthinkable to date. I did not want to take a rash step just because of the new feeling of happiness for a while. Of course, I trust her, but getting married is a serious thing to think about.

"Look, you did it again, love." One subtle laugh slipped from between his mouth as our eyes clashed again. "Geez, I really didn't expect you to come, Bianka. You know, I feel like a kid at Christmas."

I smiled as I straightened my body. "Aw, that's so sweet. Glad you're happy, I did it on purpose to make amends last week, we should have met then..."

"Have it, you're here now anyway." He returned my smile then linked his finger to me and we started to step into the dining room. "Listen, we don't have much time, but if you're still left, I want us to talk about something."

"discuss something? About what?" ask me as we enter the dining room.

"Not anything serious. I just want to have a chat, like we always do."

"What do we always do?" I said repeating while raising my eyebrows. "That means we make love and end up talking about something trivial until three in the morning..."

Paul laughed, let go of his hand and pulled out a chair for me. "He? Who said anything trivial? I enjoyed it, yeah. We've been talking so rarely since I moved here."

"So, you just want to hear me talk?" I landed my butt in the chair and turned my body to face him.

Leaning back, Paul let out a sweet smile that always made me melt. "Hm, you're forgetting the important part, love."

I laughed while shaking my head. "Ah, yes, you're right. All right, we're gonna fuck like crazy, then talk for as long as you want, or until I fall asleep."

"good. Uhm, love. I want you to watch my practice session tomorrow." it's as light as dust.

"What is an order, Sire Paul?" godaku, smiling flirtatiously, made Paul shake his head in disbelief.

"Absolutely not. I think my mother wanted to go for a walk while I was here and I had Alfred accompany her. So, do you want to watch me while she spends outside?"

"Okay. Is there a handsome guy at Real Madrid?" I was joking around, making Paul's expression change instantly. "I mean, there should be an interesting sight while I'm waiting for you, right?" my connection, shrugging my shoulders.

"Don't fish, Rapunzel. You don't know how her frustration got away from you, and now you're teasing me?" Paul sighed while massaging his nose.

I chuckled and pushed my body closer to her and then directed her face to look at me. Without saying anything, I kissed her lips greedily, stating that I was not serious about my words.

"Okay, sorry, my attitude was exaggerated." he muttered as soon as our kiss came off.

Again, without saying a word, I kissed her again. At the same time, his mother stepped down the stairs and I withdrew from Paul.

Paul smiled as he cleared his throat, "We continue after dinner, Bianka..."