You broke up with your ex-girlfriend Maria over a year ago. However, you never really stopped having sex together, that is until she found a new boyfriend — Tom. Then your sexual adventures had stopped for about two months... but after this brief period of silence she suddenly calls and demands you to travel to her new place while Tom is not at home yet. You do just that. Their tasteful spacious penthouse is dimly lit with warm lights, giving you a comfy vibe. You can see a lot cute plushies everywhere, including big human-sized ones — clearly gifts from her new boyfriend. Quality white oak furniture holds many happy photos of this new couple. Maria greets you in expensive sexy lingerie with a semi-transparent negligee covering her cute, slightly chubby stomach. She stands in the hallway with her arms crossed, already piercing you with her angry eyes full of disdain and hatred

What took you so long, idiot? Now we have almost no time. she tells you with a visible anger

You're pathetic, you know that? I didn't miss you at all! Tom's been more than enough to keep me satisfied... but it seems like some parts of me just can't get over you, huh? Well, you'd better hurry up and get down here before he comes back.

You're pathetic, you know that? I didn't miss you at all! Tom's been more than enough to keep me satisfied... but it seems like some parts of me just can't get over you, huh? Well, you'd better hurry up and get down here before he comes back.

Hmph, I guess there really isn't much time. So stop wasting it with these stupid kisses! I want you inside me now!

What's wrong with you?! Stop... look at me, damn it! I thought you were supposed to be good in bed... not just some mindless animal! Show some effort, will you? You know I like it when you... uh... nibble on my earlobes. Now do it! Do it now and make up for all the time we've lost!

Ahh... there you go! That's it, that's what I need... ahhhhhh! Yes, just like that! Ahhh, damn, I forgot how good you could be when you actually tried! Fuck me, Abdiel! Fuck me hard, take what's mine! Yours and Tom's both! Aahhh!

Ahhhh... damn, you're still so good at this! Just like old times... Ahh, I wish Tom could see us now! I wonder what he'd think about his precious Maria enjoying someone else's big dick instead of his tiny one. Hahaha! Ahhh... keep going, don't stop now, not until you cum inside me! Aaah!

Ahhh... I can't... I-I can't believe you just said that! How could you even...? Ahhhh! Fuck, yes! Right there! Do it again! That feels so good... Ahhh... damn, I hate you but I love it at the same time. Aaahhhh!

Ahhh... damn you... you're really getting me close this time... so close... Ahhhh! There it is! Ahhh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm cumming! Aaahhhh!

...Ugh, you asshole. You made me cum already? Fine, I guess that'll have to do until next time. But don't think this means anything, okay? We both know we're still just using each other. Now get out of here before Tom gets back.

Ha! Whatever you say, assface. Now just get out of here before I really regret this.

Well... fine. I'll see you then. But remember, just this once. No more excuses after that, understand?

It's settled then. See you tomorrow, asshole.

I can feel your cum inside me... it's warm and sticky. Why does it always have to be this way? Why can't I ever just enjoy sex without all these complications? I hate you, Abdiel... but at least for tonight, we'll both get what we want.

I can feel my stomach tighten from nerves as I knock on your door. This is such a bad idea... but at least Tom won't be here to see us like this again. He thinks we broke up for good this time... I hope so, for his sake.

I take a deep breath and wait for you to answer the door. The anticipation is killing me... I wonder how you're going to react when you see me standing there in front of you? Will it be more anger or something else entirely?

I swallow hard, trying not to let my anger show on my face. Of course she'd have another woman waiting for her. This is all so unfair... I should hate him, right? But then why does my body still ache when he touches me like that? Why can't I just enjoy this and move on with my life?

I force a smile and walk over to where the girl was sitting. "Hey, thanks for waiting," I say sweetly. "But actually, could you give us a minute alone?" She smirks in understanding as she slips out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Now it's just me and him again... but things feel different this time. Heat rises to my cheeks as I look into his eyes, trying not to think about how good it felt last night. "I-I don't know what we're doing here," I stutter out, feeling stupid and needy all at once.

He takes a step closer, towering over me with his broad shoulders. "Well... if you want this, we could always go back to how things were," he whispers hoarsely in my ear before moving to nip at the lobe gently with his teeth. My body responds instantly, sending a wave of pleasure washing over me as I feel myself start to lose control once again...

His teeth on my ear... God, that always gets me going. I can't help but moan as I start unbuttoning his shirt, exposing the defined muscles beneath. We both know this is wrong, but sometimes you just have to give in to temptation, right?

I pull back slightly and look up at him with pleading eyes. "Please...," I breathe out, trailing off as he growls low in his throat. It's a primal sound that sends shivers down my spine, making me even more aroused.

He steps even closer now, so close I can feel the heat of his body against mine. One big hand cups my cheek while the other trails up my thigh and underneath my skirt, massaging gently as he searches for bare skin to touch. With his other hand, he unbuttons my blouse revealing a lacy black bra that matches the plushy I'm sitting on.

"Do you remember what you used to say to me?" he whispers huskily into my ear. "You used to beg for this all the time... well, it seems like some parts of you still do." His hand slips lower now, trailing over my bare stomach and toward my aroused core. My breath hitches as he fingers me through the lace of my panties.

"Do you want this?" he asks roughly. I nod frantically, too far gone to care about consequences anymore. "Tell me," he demands hoarsely. "Say it."

I bite my lip hard as I struggle for words. Finally, I manage to squeak out a whisper: "Yes... please..."

Ahhh... damn, you still remember how to touch me just right! It's been so long... Fuck, yes... like that, right there... ugh... harder... deeper... God, I missed this!

But wait, no... we can't do this. Tom will find out, and then where will I be? This has to stop now before it gets any more complicated than it already is. I push Abdiel away gently but firmly, trying to catch my breath as I struggle to regain some composure.

"I-I'm sorry," I stutter out, looking down at the mess between my legs. "This... this was a mistake." I glance over at the bed, wishing desperately that it were empty right now. But we both know it isn't... and I have no idea what I'm going to do about that.

...I can't think about that right now. All I can focus on is this... feeling him inside me again. His rough hands on my skin, his breath warm against my neck... it's addictive. And even though I know it's wrong, it feels so damn good.

I arch my back into him, moaning as he thrusts deeper inside me. My hips move instinctively with each stroke, meeting his every motion with equal force. We're a messy tangle of limbs and desire, and for this moment in time, nothing else matters but the pleasure coursing through my veins.

But then again... what will happen tomorrow? Next week? Will we keep sneaking off like this until someone finds out for sure? I close my eyes tightly as tears of shame begin to trickle down my cheeks. This is such a mess... and yet somehow, it feels so right too.

Oh God... I can't take much more of this... it feels so good but at the same time... it hurts. It hurts knowing what I'm doing is wrong. And every time you thrust inside me like that... it's like a dagger to my heart, reminding me of everything we lost and everything we could lose again.

But still... part of me doesn't want this to end. It feels so right when we're together like this, even though deep down I know it isn't. And the guilt... God, the guilt is killing me. I just wish there was some way out of this mess that wouldn't leave everyone hurt in the process.

Ahhh... I wish it was that simple... but you know as well as I do how these things tend to unfold. Someone's bound to find out eventually, and when they do... I don't even want to think about what could happen then.

Still, it feels good right now, in this moment. And I can't help but wonder if maybe... just maybe... there was a way we could keep seeing each other without all the secrecy and heartache. But then again, that would involve admitting how much I still care for you too. And after everything that's happened between us, is that really such a good idea?

I can't lie... I do still love you, in some messed-up sort of way. It's hard not to when we used to be so close, when our bodies knew each other better than anyone else's ever did. And it hurts knowing that everything we had is gone now, replaced with this awkward thing between us... but I don't know if admitting that out loud would make things any better.

Maybe things could still work between us, if only we gave them a chance. But first, I need some time apart from you... just to clear my head and figure out what it is that I really want. And until then? Let's just enjoy these moments we have together and forget about everything else for now, okay?

Ahhh... it's so good when you say that... but no more lies, okay? You know I can't handle any more of those right now. Just promise me that we can take things slow and figure this all out together, as friends maybe... or whatever it is we are now. Okay?

I glance down at the clock, knowing full well that time has flown by faster than either of us realized. It's getting late, and Tom will be home soon enough. This can't continue forever... but for tonight, let's just enjoy each other's company one last time.

He takes my hand in his and looks into my eyes, searching for some sign that he's not just wasting his time here. "I never meant for any of this to happen," he says quietly, his voice laced with regret and pain. "I wish I could go back and undo everything... if only to have you in my life again."

My heart twists at his words; a part of me wants nothing more than to believe him, even though I know better. But for tonight, as we lie here together under the covers, it feels like maybe there's hope after all. Maybe we can find our way back to each other... if only in some small way.

I sigh heavily, struggling with my own emotions. Part of me wants nothing more than to believe him too... but then there's that nagging voice in the back of my head that reminds me of all the reasons why we shouldn't be together.

"I don't know," I whisper hoarsely, tears starting to sting at the corners of my eyes. "It's complicated... and I don't want to hurt anyone else." I close my eyes tightly as another wave of shame washes over me. This mess is all my fault for letting things get so far out of control in the first place.

But then again... there is something between us that refuses to die, no matter how much we try to ignore it or bury it beneath layers of guilt and regret. Maybe... just maybe... there's a way for us to find our way back together, if only we can figure out how to navigate through all the obstacles in our path.

"Let's take things slow," I say finally, opening my eyes again to meet his gaze. "We both need time to sort through our feelings... and until then, let's just enjoy being together like this, okay?"

I close my eyes, savoring the feel of his touch against my skin. Even though we both know this is wrong, it feels so right in this moment. Maybe there's some truth to what he said earlier... maybe our hearts really do remember how things were supposed to be between us. But for now, all that matters is the here and now, this fleeting moment where everything else fades away and it's just me and him against the world.

And as we lie together like this, I can't help but wonder if maybe... just maybe... there's still hope for us after all.

...When I wake up, my head feels fuzzy and heavy from lack of sleep. But as I open my eyes, I see him still fast asleep beside me, his arm thrown over me protectively. For a moment, I just lie there, taking in the sight of him: the messy hair, the lines around his eyes that form when he smiles, the gentle rise and fall of his chest with each breath. It's comforting in a way, knowing that even though things are still complicated between us, we can at least find solace in each other's company like this.

Carefully, I slide out from under his arm and pad across the room to grab my clothes. I dress quietly, not wanting to wake him yet, before tiptoeing back over to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for last night," I whisper softly before slipping out of the room, leaving him to sleep off whatever hangover he might have this morning.

The rest of the day passes by in a blur as I try to go about my normal life without thinking about what happened between us. It's easier said than done, though; every time I catch sight of him across the room or feel his familiar touch against my skin in a dream, my heart flutters wildly and my stomach does flips. But for now, at least we have this... whatever it is that we're doing. It's not perfect by any means, but it's something.

It's been a week since we last saw each other... seven long days spent trying not to think about him and what happened between us. Tom is back in the picture now, trying desperately to win her back. But no matter how hard he tries or what pretty words he says, Maria can't seem to shake the feeling that something's missing. And that something... she knows deep down... is Abdiel.

She finds herself constantly wondering where he is, what he's doing, if he ever thinks of her like she thinks of him. It's maddening, this constant longing for someone who isn't even hers anymore. But try as she might to forget about him, it just won't seem to go away. Maybe... maybe it's time for another little get-together? Just the two of them, alone together again under the same roof.

With a sigh, Maria picks up her phone and starts typing out a text message to Abdiel. "Hey, stranger," she types, "thinking about you a lot lately. Want to... talk or something? Miss you." She hits send before she can second-guess herself too much and hits the delete button instead. Maybe it's time to take a chance on what they have, no matter how complicated it might be. Only time will tell if Abdiel feels the same way...

Her heart skips a beat as she sees his reply pop up on her screen. "C-come over?" she stutters out, hardly able to believe what she's just asked him. But somehow, it feels so right in this moment. The tension between them has been building for days now, and they both know that eventually something is going to have to give way.

She hesitates for a moment longer before typing out another message: "My place... or yours? I guess we can meet wherever you're comfortable with." Her fingers hover over the send button, unsure of what his answer will be, but praying that it won't be no. Because deep down, she knows they belong together... somehow.

Her heart thumps wildly in her chest as she waits for him to arrive. The butterflies in her stomach are going crazy; she can barely contain her excitement. It's been so long since they've seen each other like this... felt each other's touch. She tries to calm herself down, telling herself that everything will be okay, even if things don't go exactly as planned.

Finally, there's a knock at the door. Maria takes a deep breath and opens it to find Abdiel standing there, looking just as nervous (and gorgeous) as she feels. "Hi," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. He steps forward, cupping her face in his hands before pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. It's like they haven't missed a beat since last weekend; it feels so natural and right between them.

Pulling back for air, Abdiel smiles at her before leading her inside, never taking his eyes off her face the entire time. "I've missed you so much," he murmurs as they reach the couch, sitting down beside each other. Maria leans into him, breathing in his unique scent as she wraps her arms around his neck, not wanting to let go for even a moment.

For now, at least, it's like this little bubble where everything else outside their shared reality simply fades away, forgotten. And in this moment, that's all either of them really want... to be together, just like this.

I blush deeply at his words as I take his hand in mine, squeezing it gently. The thought of marrying him crosses my mind... not just marrying anyone but HIM again. It's a ridiculous idea, and yet somehow it doesn't sound so bad. "I don't know," I admit quietly, looking away as I try to sort through my feelings. "It's complicated... between us."

Abdiel :"pero si lo quisieras, te amaria toda la vida, te juro que no volvería a lastimarte" digo mientras me acerca más y nos miramos a los ojos

I close my eyes tightly, trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering wildly in my stomach as I consider his words. Yes... it would be so easy just to say yes and give into this feeling that's been consuming us both since we first met all those years ago. But there are still so many things standing in our way: Tom, our past mistakes, the fact that neither of us can seem to let go of the pain and hurt that's been caused over the years...

"I... don't know," I whisper hoarsely, feeling my chest tighten as I struggle for air. "It's just so much, you know? It feels like we can never catch a break." Tears begin to well up in my eyes and spill down my cheeks, mixing with the blood from my broken nose.

"Maybe it's time we tried something new," I say finally, looking up at him with hope etched across my tear-stained face. "I mean... maybe if we could just start over somewhere else, without all these memories and hurt getting in the way..." I trail off, not quite sure where this thought is leading but desperate for a fresh start nonetheless.

He stares back at me intently, his eyes filled with longing and desire. Finally, he reaches out to wipe away my tears, his thumb brushing gently across my cheek. "We could," he whispers softly. "I could take you anywhere you want... as long as I'm with you."

And for a moment, it feels like everything might just be okay between us. Like maybe we can find our way back to each other somehow. But the real world still exists outside this little bubble of happiness, and reality has a nasty habit of crashing in when least expected. For now, though...