Substitute for Lawson

19

- How long have you been in London? - Bona babbled coquettishly, stringing lettuce leaves on a fork.

- From the age of eighteen. - Damian, who decided not to waste time on trifles and to please his stomach after a hard day, cut a juicy steak in his plate.

- You don't show up in Seoul at all? - the girl twitches her eyebrows and gently places the greens in her mouth.

- And you? - a favorite pastime, answering a question with a question when you don't want to answer.

- I also stayed in Tokyo after university ... And my parents also moved there. - shrugs his sloping, bare shoulders, and looking at the guy's plate, involuntarily licks his lips. Like most Asian girls, Bona prefers fresh food, so God forbid not to gain extra pounds, and to show in front of a man how good-looking and modest in her tastes she is. Who will like the one that will eat on a par with the man?

- Do you want? - Damian notices the hungry gaze of the interlocutor that she is not at all satisfied with the contents of her plate. Picking a piece on a fork, he offers her, and she frowns theatrically indignantly.

- I'm already full. - refuses Bona, trying to suppress the desire as imperceptibly as possible.

- With this? - the man grins, pointing to a half-empty plate of salad.

- Yes! This is healthy food, by the way. You, too, would advise not to lean so much ... - she cleared her throat and grabbed a wine glass, took a small sip, turning her head to the side.

- I prefer sports and s*x to diets. - he grinned, all the same persistently jabbing a piece of marbled beef. - Come on, I can see how you want.

“Well, since you insist so…”, making innocence of herself, the girl reached for a piece that fell into her mouth a moment later. Covering her mouth with her palm, she began to chew it thoroughly and smile shyly, they say, awkward.

Bona did everything to attract Damian's attention, and this was primarily seen in her makeup and clothes. After they said goodbye at the entrance to the hotel, the girl immediately ran to tidy herself up and think in advance what to wear. But the one who so easily ate meat, washed it all down with wine, stubbornly did not notice the girl's efforts, or rather did not show it. He was flattered that she was so spinning around him that evening, but the question is, why?

- By the way, - having chewed the offered piece, she smiled sweetly. - To be honest, having learned with which company our contract is signed, I specifically asked for a business trip with the chief ... When I first heard your name, I thought it was fate and decided to take advantage of it.

Damian even stopped chewing. Squinting, the man stared at his first love.

- So you knew?

- Yes ... - the girl confessed, carefully removing the stray strand behind her ear with her fingers. - You have become a real man, Dami ... - Bona, fascinated, stretched her hand to his cheek. Damian shuddered at everything

Barely restraining himself, Lowsen with all his might endured this flirtatious and hinting gesture. The Korean woman gently ran her fingers over his cheek and even found a barely noticeable old scar and, removing her hand from the man's face, rested her chin on it.

- Now I began to match your parameters? - Playfully grinned with one side of his mouth and, as if nothing had happened, continued to eat.

- I think I still have feelings for you, Dami ...

The promised Damian never arrived in the Highgate area, where the house of the young Kim family was located, so Emily left her friends almost at night, with a driver.

Opening the front door, the girl was greeted by silence mixed with the night gloom that enveloped the apartment, whose owner had not yet come home.

- What has he been doing lately? Drinking again? - the girl sighed deeply, taking off her shoes. Turning on the light in the hallway, she undressed and, dreaming to take a shower, went to the bedroom.

Washing off all the cosmetics in the bathroom, the girl took off her dressing gown and, thinking about what she wanted more: a bath or a shower, chose the latter. Trying not to think about the “future husband” and what he might be doing, the girl stood under a stream of hot water, which was so pleasant to caress her delicate skin.

The water procedures did not take so much time, although I wanted to stand under the water longer, but Emily was distracted by the telephone dial tone, which sounded throughout the bathroom. The name of the owner of the house flashed on the screen, to which Fox was surprised. Something happened?

“I’m listening,” she replied, holding the phone with one hand while wiping her wet hair with a terry towel with the other.

- Foooooks, - he stretched out to the chant. A sigh followed. - Do you have a license? Driving ... I mean ...

- I have, why? - the blue-eyed woman was alert. Stopping even drying her hair, she threw the towel aside and listened. Such a strange voice.

- I will send you a geolocation message, call a taxi and come for me ... - it looked more like a capricious demand or even a plaintive one.

- Right now? Amy sighed resignedly, looking at herself in the mirror.

- Yes now. - on this the man gave nothing to answer and simply dropped the call.

Did he drink after all? The voice certainly didn’t get tangled, but the tone wasn’t the same as usual. The girl once again looked into her reflection

The opposite is true. Well, she managed to take off her makeup and even washed her hair. It will take a long time to dry this shock, so ...

- Okay. I'll go like this ... - the girl shrugs and heads to the bedroom to put herself in relative order and call a taxi.

***

Damian said nothing to Bon. After so many years ... And we can assume that it was because of her that he stopped seeing girls as something more than a temporary attraction. He began to believe that girls do not like banal romance, ridiculous declarations of love

and naive sincerity, he just deteriorated, becoming more confident, spoiled himself with the attention of the fair s*x and finally turned into a womanizer. In principle, I stopped caring for them, everyone hung by themselves. And now, now this girl said that she still felt something, but he was burned out. Yes, she used to be the first beauty in school, now she has become even more beautiful, but this does not change anything. He doesn't see anything in her. Dummy. The fact that she was now spinning in front of him, flirting, was just an empty sound, nothing that was more than ten years ago was not even in sight. The girl turned from the first love into the next.

After dinner, Damian accompanied Bon back to the hotel, and he himself, leaving the car in the same place, went for a walk around the gloomy city, which could only be called so in absentia. The numerous lights of the capital did not allow the houses to fall into darkness, so there was practically no feeling of night.

The man himself did not notice how he got to the famous Tower Bridge. There were no cars at all, he walked along the side of the road with his hands in his pockets and just looked at his feet. The sight did not interest him in the least, he was too immersed in his own thoughts. Stopping, he nevertheless raised his eyes and looked around the surroundings, lifted his head to the sky. Nothing. The black sky, not a single star, everything was covered with clouds.

Thinking that he needed to send geolocation so that Emily had where to go, the man leaned his back on the parapet and took an iPhone out of his pocket. An unread message was displayed on the screen:

- (Cha Bona: Why did you so cleverly get off the topic and kick me out of your company so quickly? What's wrong?)

The deputy chuckled. He did not know at all how to answer the girl. It was annoying, because a little more and he could well be tempted by her efforts to attract him and for sure, if he had not said “no” to himself, tonight would have ended with s*x. And then what? She would definitely not have lagged behind, considering that he fell for her bait once again. Closing the message tab, he began to look for Emily's number. This girl was more necessary to him now.

Continuing to rest his hands on the parapet, Damian gazed into the waters of the dark river Thames. Small waves and the sound of splashing water hitting the bridge were soothing and even lulling. Damian closed his eyes from time to time, but fearing that he would fall asleep, he immediately opened them and slapped his cheeks, staring into the distance. Catching himself thinking that there was still no "sober driver", the man took a deep breath. He needed company, and Emily was still one of the few people he looked at as someone to talk to. He desperately wanted to understand her. This quiet disposition, discretion, she has been a good conversationalist lately. She let me talk, and later allowed myself to advise something. She was hampered by her self-doubt, and Damian really wanted to help her overcome these, so to speak, temporary difficulties in communicating with people.

There was the sound of a slamming car door behind him. Damian automatically turned around and saw a girl he knew getting out of the yellow car and staring at the screen of his smartphone, looking at something in it.

A smile does not appear randomly on the face. How many times it flashed through his thoughts that she was not a bit shy to appear in front of him in a rather homely form, because any other that he knew, and even Bona would never show their faces in front of him without makeup, and clothes and the shoes always matched the makeup on their faces.

The face is fresh and without a gram of cosmetics, sportswear, and instead of a hairstyle, a light knitted hat flaunted on the head. Surprisingly, it was not repulsive in the least.

“Emily,” he called out as she twisted her head around. Finally, she noticed him.

With quick steps, overcoming the distance between them, the girl approached the man.

- What have you forgotten here at a time like this? She grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. She was a little chilly and seems to regret not wearing a jacket on top. The hair on her head was still damp and this was due to the fact that she was in a hurry.

- I just decided to take a walk. Will you keep me company? - with a light movement he wanted to throw his hand on the girl's shoulder, but she deftly dodged and looked at him a little gloomily.

- Walk? Have you seen the time at all? If you want, please do it alone. She snapped and shivered again.

- Are you cold? - skips her question on deaf ears and without waiting for an answer, after all, and so it can be seen, begins to unfasten the buttons of his coat. She quickly throws a black, cashmere fabric over a woman's shoulders, but the girl is stubborn.

- Not necessary! - throws it off, and returns it back. - Let's go home? Where is the car? Did you stomp here on foot? - and where does her shyness go at such moments?

Damian just wants to laugh, which is basically what happens. Covering his mouth with the back of his hand, the man laughs loudly, not even understanding why. From her appearance, he cheered up and no longer wants to be sad. The blue-eyed stares at him in amazement, fascinatedly observing and studying every wrinkle that forms on his face, and especially under his eyes.

- Why are you laughing?!

“It's just…” the man breathes, continuing to smile broadly. - I don’t know, it felt so good when you arrived. Let's go, the car is not far. '' Despite her objection, she repeats the attempt with a gentlemanly gesture, and threatening that if she does not leave everything as it is, he will just have to be imprisoned in his arms in order to warm, both moved to the parking lot of that restaurant, where he recently had dinner with a girl who, alas, was indifferent to him.

***

The girl drove the car carefully, obediently following all the instructions of the real driver, that he was clever from the passenger seat and could not take his eyes off the girl all the way. She asked a couple of times, they say, what was the matter, and he only referred to the fact that he was controlling her actions, although in fact, he was not interested in this. At the moment, the girl's face strongly attracted his attention, and in some places he even wanted to touch her with his fingers. Damian tried to discard all these incomprehensible thoughts, even turned to the window, but by the end he gave up.

The couple got home without incident. The girl walking slightly in front of him, took off her outer clothing and was moving into the bedroom, not paying attention to all possible sighs and puffs behind, but the owner of the house called out to her.

- You were with wet hair ?!

The girl turned around. He, like a little puppy, stared stupidly at Amy, as at a new toy offered to him.

- Yes. When you called me and told me to come urgently, I was going to sleep and took a shower before that. As you can see, I didn't have time to dry my hair. Good night. - She quickly explained, and under the same confused look from the guy, she slipped into the bedroom.

What's the matter with him? Why is he looking at her like that? He drilled all the way and now ... There was a strange sting in his chest, but trying not to betray this meaning, he took off his outer clothing and moved into the bath.

I never got to sleep. Damian tossed and turned for a long time, turned the phone in his hands a couple of times, opened that message, but never figured out how to answer Bon. Getting out of bed with a drawn-out sigh, the man decides to go to the living room, where he turns on the TV and goes to make himself tea. Turns on the kettle and freezes over it, there is emptiness in my head.

- Hmm ... - sighs and, leaning against the stone countertop of the curbstone, stares into the plasma that was recently turned on.

The TV show dedicated to esotericism is of little interest, therefore, grimacing, he goes in search of the remote control, which he finds on the coffee table and, taking it in his hands, automatically sits down on the sofa. Leaning back on the soft seat, Damian idly flipped through multiple channels and couldn't find anything. That's why pay for cable when there is absolutely nothing to watch. Or is it not? At one point, bumping into a channel with adult films, he turns the volume down to a minimum, and depicts lazy interest on his face, as if it were a documentary. At this time of day, this is the most educational program. Now, he would also not mind sticking it to this busty girl, and even deep down at the moment he envies this bald man, or maybe not? There is no special desire, that is, maybe not his, but just everything is so hackneyed that you want something different, new. Mdaaa, we survived, even when watching p**n I don’t want to masturbate, as if it’s an ordinary movie, nothing special.

Hearing the slam of the door and some stirring in the corridor, he quickly woke up and quickly jumped a couple of channels forward, stumbled upon a children's channel, along which cartoons for preschoolers were running. A moment later, a sleepy Emily appeared in the living room, shuffling across the floor in slippers and not paying attention to the fact that Damian was staring with interest at the screen, where a child character teaches his young viewers the English alphabet. The girl goes into the kitchen and, stopping by the refrigerator, takes out a decanter of water. Distracted from the plasma, he turns to face the kitchen and resting his chin on the head of the sofa, closely watching the sleepy creature with disheveled blond hair. The girl instantly drained a glass of water and smacked her lips with satisfaction, smiled to herself that she could not hide from the watching guy. The man grinned with one side of his mouth as he scanned the returning girl from head to toe. She was wearing nothing besides a T-shirt, and that attracted Damian more than that big-boobed p**n actress.

- Why do not you sleep? - a little hoarsely from sleep muttered the girl, slowing down at the couch. Rubbing her eyes with her knuckles, she blinked so that the veil of sleep would disappear completely.

- Not hunting ... - he admitted sadly and turned his eyes to the screen, so as not to drill a hole in the girl's forms and not be noticed.

“Mmm,” she drawled and walked around the coffee table and landed next to Damian. - You are watching educational programs, well done, - the sleepy miracle burst out laughing and lifting her legs on the sofa, pressed her knees to her chest.

And again, Lawsen's eyes cannot tear themselves away from the girl. Picking up her enthusiasm, a slight smile appears on her face.

- And why not actually, - he cheerfully waves off his hands. - Why are you walking? Go to sleep…

- Are you chasing me away? - Emily pouted playfully moving a little closer to Damian. “I don’t want to sleep, so I’ll keep you company…” at the end she yawned and laid her cheek on the headboard, closed her eyes.

Repeating the girl's gesture, he moves close to her and, laying down more comfortably, examines the girl's features close up. He doesn't understand himself now. I would like to touch this fair skin, check the softness of these lips. Maybe all these years this was not enough? Not knowing what she is doing, she reaches for Amy's lips and finally tastes them. Weightlessly runs her fingers along the delicate female neck, but the girl who has closed her eyes comes to life in an instant.

- What are you ... - she pulls away a little, clapping her big eyes and covers her mouth with the back of her hand.

Still intoxicated by Damian's strange desires, without hesitation, he pulls the shocked girl back to him and, as if not having tasted it, falls to her lips. Now he does not realize that he can just scare her with a sudden pressure, now he only cares about the taste of her lips. This is what I want, nothing special, but so strange, alluring, and I want more. Gently sucking on either the lower or upper lip, he enjoys the process itself, holding the girl by the neck with one hand and the other by the waist, pulling her closer. He feels how she gradually relaxes in his hands and already her fingers, which recently rested against his chest in protest, grab his shoulders and neck in order to be as close as possible. The kiss becomes mutual and she does not boldly, but answers it, and even voluntarily opens her mouth to do everything as sensual and deep as possible. The man becomes uncomfortable and wants to get closer, so his hands, sliding along the fragile waist, lift the girl and sit on his knees, and it seems that it becomes cramped in home shorts and this excites better than any p**n. But what does he do? What for? The air runs out, both reluctantly move away, leaning their foreheads against each other and trying to catch as much air as possible into their lungs.

“What is this…” she whispers fervently into his lips, but does not even think to retreat, women's hands are still firmly resting on the man's neck.

- If you don’t want, say now, it seems a little more and say no, it will be too late. - in a hoarse voice he whispers nervously swallowing saliva.

- No, - shakes his head convulsively and slightly uncertainly. - Do not stop…

Grinning enough and realizing that she had nothing against continuing, but noting in his head that he needed to be softer and that it wouldn’t be possible to be too sharp, he again pressed his lips to her. This kiss was no longer so gentle, but it was not rude either. Just unconsciously finding something that I could not find in anyone for so long, I tried to enjoy it to the fullest. A hand wandering along a woman's back falls under a long T-shirt that served as a pajamas for the girl, and, as if checking for unnecessary items now, gently ransacked the entire back. Emily sits more comfortably on men's hips, wrapping her legs around her torso and back. Now for her everything seems to be a dream, and even if so, she does not want to wake up. She has never experienced anything better than this, and it seems to her all the same what this man thinks about, whether he uses her or not, as long as he is there.

Without being distracted from the amusing business, Damian holds the girl under his hips, which is hanging on him like a koala, and getting to his feet, goes to the touch in the corridor, and then into his bedroom, where he gently lowers the girl onto the bed and hangs over her from above ... Distracted for a second, he pulls off his white T-shirt, revealing to the girl a view of his torso, which she just wants to stroke and touch. She reaches out to him with her hands, tenacious fingers again grab the mighty neck and shoulders, lowering them closer to him, and he begins to chaotically cover her face with light kisses going down to the chin and neck. From such a pleasant and burning touch, a woman's body trembles that Damian certainly likes it.

“You’re so sensitive,” he whispers hotly in her ear, which makes her goosebumps that go through her whole body.

Finally, with the help of Damian, the girl frees herself from what seems to be a tight T-shirt, which serves more as a dress for her, and exposes the female body in all its glory. Out of sudden embarrassment, she tries to cover her chest with at least one hand, but the man hastily removes her hand, smiling like a cat.

- No need to hide such beauty, relax ... - he continues to whisper and bends to his neck, wet kisses and moves down to the collarbones and chest.

The girl's body reacts even brighter, forcing her to emit a sweet groan and firmly grab the man's body with her hands. Stroking the curves of a woman's waist with his hands, he enjoyed caressing a woman's breasts. Taking n*****s in his mouth, which were hardened from caress and excitement, he fully enjoyed the groans and became more and more convinced that he had long wanted this. He had no idea what would happen tomorrow, how he would behave around with a girl, because you can't just get away from her like you do from other girls, but I didn't want those girls either, like her now. The kisses went down lower and lower, reaching the bottom of the abdomen and the neat hem of the panties, which he wanted to immediately throw aside. Distracting the girl with energetic kisses, the man nevertheless pulled off an unnecessary item of clothing from Emily's legs and carefully spreading them apart, settled comfortably between them. And now the girl, as if absorbed by unprecedented euphoria, stopped being shy, although she understood that in the morning she would be terribly ashamed, she would blush and look away, but now everything was so tender and magical that she voluntarily succumbed to Damian's pressure. Unable to contain her groans, Amy sagged in her back, throwing her head back. Convulsively clutching at the weaving of the duvet cover with her hands, she could not believe that this was happening to her. The male fingers slowly penetrated the female womb, and the tongue sweetly caressed the c******s. It gave him great pleasure to hear her moans, to experience these sensations, and it seems this is the first time when he thought about the pleasure of his partner. It became terribly cramped in boxers and shorts, I wanted to free myself from these shackles and, finally, take possession of the girl. Stopping o******x and not letting the girl reach the peak of pleasure, he again rises above Emily and kisses wet on the lips, still whispering warmly:

- Can you help me to free myself? M? - the girl involuntarily swallowed and pulled shaking hands to the man's torso, grabbed the elastic of the black shorts. Catching how embarrassed the girl is now, Damian distracts her with kisses on the neck and feels relief in the groin area. Patience remained less and less, Emily boldly reached out to Damian, showing with all her body and movements that she did not mind and was ready for a long time, and he himself was already ready to finish only from these sweet sounds that the girl makes. Doing everything as slow as possible, sweeter, stretching pleasure, he began to move in her, catching pleasure from the sensations and the sight of a sensitive girl that wriggled under him. Now the two did not care at all what would happen next, the main thing is what is happening now.