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As she continues rubbing her clit, more intensely and more quickly, I can feel her pussy tighten on me again. Her whole body tenses. I can see her abs tighten on her core as she tips her head back and yells, “Uuuugh!”
It’s too much. Her look, her sound, her tightness gripping my cock. I cum hard inside of her. She jerks and shivers with each pulse and blow of my cock. She was right on the edge and my own orgasm pushed her over.
I lay on top of her, still inside of her. Our bodies warm and sweaty from the sex and sun. We breathe deeply against each other, our chests pushing and expanding together.
“I’ve never had sex outside,” Gina sighs.
“It helps when the weather is nice,” I say. I roll off of her and she slides over so I can lie next to her on the lounge chair.
“It helps when the cock is nice,” she says tapping my dick. I flinch, as it’s still sensitive from being so aroused.
Gina gets up from the chair and walks toward the pool. She dives in and swims underwater to the other side. When she pops up, she clears the water from her face and smiles at me. I smile back at her, shielding my eyes from the sun.
Why can’t our life always be like this?
I get up and run to the pool, jump into a cannonball, and splash down right in the middle.
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GINA
After we swim,we dry off and get dressed. It’s a beautiful day. I could spend it all next to the pool. But I’ve got my final rehearsal tonight and I’m starting to get hungry.
As Luca drives us over to my apartment, I try to focus on what I need to do for tonight. The last two days have felt like years. And I don’t think the next few days will be any easier.
Luca said the Russians are targeting me. But honestly, I’m more worried about my father being a target. I have Luca around me. I know he’ll do anything to protect me. My father doesn’t have a Luca.
I don’t know what else I could say to my father. Luca’s warning might be the last option we’ve got. I try to take Luca’s advice. To focus on my performance and trust that he’ll do what he can. I’m putting a lot of trust in him. More than I’ve ever given anyone. But that’s what you need to do in a relationship.
When we get to my apartment, Lexi isn’t home.
“I’m going to shower,” I tell Luca. “Then I need to pack some stuff to bring to the theater.”
“Are you hungry?” Luca asks. I nod enthusiastically. “I’ll order us some lunch. I’ll have it delivered.” I can tell he’s refusing to leave me home alone. I give him a kiss and then head to the shower.
When I get out, I can smell that lunch is already here. It smells like garlic and curry. I could eat anything. Luca made me a good breakfast, but he also made me work it all off.
“This place was just a few blocks up Broad,” Luca says, taking the food out of the delivery bag and setting it on the counter. “Got a couple of stir fries and salads.”
I have the sesame and garlic stir fry with tofu, broccoli and mushrooms and some of the walnut salad. Before long, I’m full. “I’m going to bring the stir fry with me. We can save the rest of the salad for later.” Luca nods, but I see that he’s almost completely finished his red coconut curry stir fry.
While Luca finishes eating, I pack up everything I need to bring to the theater.
As Luca drives me there, I start to feel the nerves in my stomach. My heart starts to beat faster, and my palms feel like they’re sweating. It’s the same feeling I get when I see a picture or a video of someone standing at the top of a tower or on the edge of some building.
Today is the first time we’re performing my choreography on stage. There’s no audience, but the other dancers and Alvaro, our Artistic Director, will be there. It’s the first time that anyone besides me, Daniel, Anthony, Anna, or Ivan will see it.
“Luca,” I say. He lifts his eyebrows and tilts his head to me, keeping his eyes on the road. I’m not sure how to say it. “I don’t want you to watch my piece tonight. Do you mind, not being in the theater when we rehearse it?”
Luca grins. “What, don’t you trust me?”
“I trust you. I trust you a lot. But I don’t want you to see it until tomorrow night.”
“No problem,” he smiles. I’m relieved that he understands. I want him to see it. But I want him to see the final piece. I don’t want to tell him, but he’s the one I’m most anxious to see it. This piece has ended up saying a lot about me. And a lot about how I feel about Luca. “I’ll make myself scarce when you’re up.”
When we get to the theater, I check in with Alvaro. They’re running a little behind schedule, so I’ve got about another hour until our turn on stage. I let Luca know. He takes a seat in the back of the theater, and I head backstage.
Anna and Daniel are already here and warming up. Not too long later, Ivan and Anthony arrive. After they’ve all warmed up, they put on their costumes. We head to the black box, the side venue where we hosted the fundraiser. The place I first talked to Luca. That seems like another lifetime ago.