In Blue Water

Chapter 8

Phoebe pov

Oh my God, is this real? Is it happening? Filippos, the Greek god that made my life up and down. He is here in front of me; he changed his life to be with me. Is this a dream? I hope it is not. My mind, without wanting it, travels to Christin, she still hates me, she will approach Filippos, and if he responds, I will be devastated; it won’t be the first time but with him is different.

“Is it about your sister? That’s why you think about it?” He asks, s**t, I forgot that I had mentioned Christin.

“Filippos I....”

“Phoebe, maybe I should make it clear to you,” he says thoughtfully, and he puts his hands on the table

“I want you, and I make a new start here because of you. I haven’t seen your sister, and to be clear for what she has done to you, I don’t want to meet her,” he says, and I laugh

“It’s true. I don’t know how she did it, but her charms will not work on me.”

“You don’t know her,” I say, looking outside, not wanting to see me cry

“Baby, I’m love in you. To be with another woman as beautiful she is, she, not you,” he says, and I smile, looking at him

“That smile I want to see every day and night, and I will not do anything to lose that. You believe me?” He asks, and I look at him. I wanted to believe him, but I had burned in the past

“Let me promise you something,” he says, and he takes a deep breath

“I’m not God, so I can’t know, but I promise you that I will never cheat you. Even...” he cut me off when I opened my mouth

“Even if I meet a woman that is interesting to me in the future, I will be honest to tell you, but I will not do something when I’m with you. Is that enough for you?” He asks desperately and waits to hear an answer for me. Maybe he will break up with me, maybe not, but I know deep down that he will be faithful. I sigh, and I say

“Ok. Let's continue from where we left it. If we do not try, we will not know” he smiles. We eat and have dessert, and we exit the restaurant

“So you told me that you found an apartment?” I ask him

“Yes. Close to the University. They find it. I see it only in photos.”

“When will it be ready?”

“In a few days, luckily, I will have my stuff and furniture, and I will move”

“Since then, you stay at a hotel, right?” I ask

“Where you take it, baby?” He asks am. I giggle. I like it when he calls me baby

“You... can...” God, why is it so hard? Is Filippos for God shake? He turns his body to me, and he holds me from my waist.

“I can what?” He asks with a smirk. f**k

“You can stay with me until your apartment is ready,” I say quickly. He smiles, and he kisses me. My fingers run to his hair

“I was dying you ask me that,” he says, and he kisses me again. I went with him to the hotel to take his stuff, and with my car, we drove to my apartment. We enter in, and I see Filippos looking around

“The building was an old shoe factory, but they renovated to apartments fifteen years ago.”

“It's perfect. Retro. And the decorations, I knew you had style,” he says, and I laugh

“Come on, let me see you in the bedroom to put your stuff in,” I say, and I walk to the bedroom. Filippo's close behind me

“Wow,” I hear him say when he enters

“Beautiful and in order,” he says, and I hug him

“I missed you,” I say, and I rest my head on his chest.

“I missed you too.”

We had a shower together, as we did a lot of times in Greece, and then I finished some paperwork for the magazine, he organized a little his work, and when we finished, we started to cook dinner. I talked to Ashley, and she screamed with joy when I told her that I accepted Filippos in my life. I play it a little mad about her keeping secret his arrival but everything is reasonable now.

Filippos went to the bedroom to check something for his brother. My phone rang, and I saw my mom

“Hey, mom”

“Hi, sweetie. How are you?”

“I’m good. You and Dad all good?”

“Yes. We are ok. As long he takes his medicine is fine.”

“I’m sure you know how to convince him to take them” My dad never liked hospitals, doctors, or pills. So now is a little cranky; when is the time to take his pills

“I do what I can. You still coming with Ashley and her parents on Sunday, right?” s**t, I forgot about that; if Filippos is not ready to meet the family

“Baby, Elpida wants to talk to you,” I hear Filippo's voice, and when he sees me talking, he mouths a sorry. I nod to him; that is fine.

“Sweetie, who is there, and why he calls you baby?” I tap the speaker

“Is my mom, and she heard you,” I say to Filippos, and I hear my mom yell through the phone

“So if you are ready, you can tell her about me. I don’t mind,” he says, and he kisses my cheek, then he says to Elpida that we will call her later

“Phoebe,” my mom yells

“Yes, Mom, sorry.”

“Leave the sorry and talk to me.”

“Yeah. You remember about the guy I talked to you about?”

“Yes, the Greek man that stole your heart,” she says, and Filippos whom he is next to I guess he heard because he looks at me with a million-dollar smile

“Yes him. He is here.”

“Here? Do you mean at your house? In Chicago?”

“Yes.”

“Really? So what does that mean? You are together?” She kept asking questions in my ear, and Filippos was laughing

“Mom, can we talk later? I am cooking now.”

“Ok, ok. I’ll be waiting and him on Sunday. Don’t you dare hide him from us,” she says, and I look at Filippos

“Ok, mom. We will talk tomorrow,” I say, and we end the call

“So?” He says, looking at me

“You have lunch with my parents this Sunday,” I say, and he smiles

“You are ok with that?”

“Why won’t I be? Baby, I told you already that I see you seriously. Meeting your parents doesn’t scare me. I’m happy that you want me to meet them. It shows that you see me seriously in your life too.”

“Well, even if I didn’t want to meet them now, you don’t know my mom. She will find a way to meet you,” I say, and he laughs.

We finished dinner, and we ate in front of the TV, watching a movie.

We didn’t reach in the middle of the movie; he had two or three fingers inside me. Right now, I can’t tell. He is kissing my neck. Oh, he will leave a mark. With my left hand, I hold his c**k and go up and down

“f**k I missed that,” he says breathlessly and returns to my lips. He lay me straight on the couch, and he started the business. His tongue touches my c**t, and I gasp. He starts eating like he is starving. God, he is still I as I remember.

“Oh f**k” I say and pull his hair. He moans and vibrates making me scream his name. It doesn’t take long, and I c****x. This man has a gift. He kisses me up, just like I want it.

“f**k love. You are as I remember.” I say, and he laughs

“You liked it?”

“Liked it? I love it. Do you know what you are doing to me? You're very talented with your hands and your mouth,” I say, and I smile. He kisses me

“I feel like I have to return the favor,” I say, and I lift my body. He lay down, and I started kissing him. I feel his hard c**k on my entrance, and I kiss his neck, chest, and lower. I touch his cock

“f**k” he breathes. I started to lick, and soon I put him in my mouth. I take as much as I can, and I go up and down. I taste his precum, and I hear him groan. I feel his hands on my head

“f**k baby, stop. I want c*m when I’m inside you,” he says, and I take my mouth with a pop. I take the condom from his hands, and I put it on. I sit on his lap, and I position him on my c**t. Quickly his c**k enters me, and my head falls back from ecstasy. He squeezes my breasts, and I rest my hands on the couch right and left from his head. He holds my waist and starts f*****g me, moving his hips.

“Oh God,” I moan, and he goes faster

“f**k Phoebe.” He groans

“I missed so much being inside you,” he says, and I rest my forehead on his

“Me too, aaaa,” I moan.

It doesn’t take long, and I c*m, but he keeps f*****g me. Until he climaxes, I c****x one more time. Three times, God. He is a machine, a s*x machine. I look at him, and he smiles; I smile back.

“Are you ok?”

“Perfect,” I say, and I fall in his arms.