KIAN
I do a few laps in my pool to burn off some energy and clear my head. Ever since I kissed Estrela I can't think of anything else but that cursed kiss! She's driving my fucking mind. Just thinking about the kiss makes me hard. Even when I texted Karin last night to come see me, she just couldn't quench my nagging desire for Estrela. And that's fucking not good at all!
"Hey, asshole." I stop my movements and look up at Jason, who appears on my patio.
"Hey," I reply, stepping out of the pool. The water rolls over my body and I leave a wet trail in my wake as far as the lounge chair on which there is a towel that I rub my body with briefly and then put it over my neck. "What's up?"
"Just wanted to hang out with you," he says, and I nod as we walk over to my seating area on the patio and plant ourselves there. Of course, Jason immediately starts talking about his favorite topic: his club. Who is his pride and love, although it now belongs more to his little buzzer. But just as he raves about his club, so am I with boxing. I couldn't think of anything better than fighting.
"Which DJ is playing today?" I ask him as I let the sun dry me.
"Some guy named Angelo. He's supposed to be pretty good," Jason replies, puffing out smoke from his pack of weed. "You come today?"
"Yes," I reply. Even though I know that Estrela is working there from now on and it won't exactly help my current situation, I'm sure I won't miss out on the fun. And if I'm honest with myself, I have a longing to see her again.
"Estrela is doing her job well..." Jason says suddenly. I look at him intently from the side. He turns to me and laughs. This motherfucker loves to tease me. "I think you need to blow off some steam."
"What do you think I did yesterday."
"So your fuck friend was there? Hm, you don't seem relaxed enough to me." I show him my most beautiful finger.
Arriving at the club, there is already a lot going on. Some greet me and many women give me meaningful looks. But I pay no attention to most of them. I make my way to the bar. My eyes immediately fall on she, who is about to serve someone. I listen to the music and take a look at the desk where the DJ is spinning. It's pretty good and lifts my spirits a bit.
"Hey, Kian!" Summer yells over the music, waving me over. I walk towards the bar and look at Estrela, who has now noticed me. She pauses as she studies me, and she can barely take her eyes off me. Only when a guest speaks to her several times does she tear her eyes away from me. I bite back a grin. Then I look up, straight into Summer's scrutinizing eyes. She raises an eyebrow and looks between me and Estrela.
"What's going on?" she asks curiously.
"What's going on, sweetie?" I reply, pretending to be clueless. Summer is always so curious that it's almost annoying. Summer puts the beer down in front of me a little too violently. I frown at her in thanks.
"Don't forget that I can tell when someone is lying to me," she says, before quickly turning to another guest. I roll my eyes and take a big gulp, then naturally my eyes wander back to Estrela who... Fuck, what is she wearing? She is standing a little further away now, so that I can see her whole body. Her legs are in short, dark blue jeans shorts and her beautiful legs make me totally turned on. Suddenly an image pops into my head. Her legs wrapped around me as I fuck her... I quickly turn to escape from the sight. Even if it's difficult for me. She is clearly still my death!
"Hey!" Jason comes up to me and greets me with a handshake before looking at the bar and checking if everything is going and inquiring personally about Estrela.
"Everything's fine," she answers him and for a millisecond her gaze wanders to me.
"Are we going upstairs?" Jason asks me and I tear my eyes away from her. I nod and make my way upstairs with him. Since Jason also hangs out here most of the time, I have a little distraction. Still, my attention always drifts down to the woman who's making my head rage.
"Hello, Kian." A pretty blonde wearing a short pink dress is standing in front of me. She looks vaguely familiar, but I can't remember exactly who she is. She takes a seat next to me, placing a hand on my thigh. We must have fucked once, with the brazen touch.
"Hey," I say, looking behind her. Your girlfriends are watching us, giggling. i hate audience
"I missed you," she purrs in my ear. That's probably my key point to brush them off. I don't need a limpet like her. But before I can reply, my attention shifts right in front of me. Now she of all people is standing right in front of me in those short shorts and tight shirt. Fuck! Just don't get a boner now, otherwise the one next to me will think it's because of her.
Estrela looks me and the blond up and makes a little face. "Would you like something to drink?" she asks snippy. Is she mad? The blonde next to me doesn't even look at her, but continues to stroke my thigh, dangerously close to my crotch. But the touch of her leaves me completely cold. In any case, until Estrela lets her gaze wander there, my cock twitches happily. And suddenly I wish it was her sitting next to me and touching me like that. She clears her throat and looks away.
"Another beer," I save her from the situation because she's obviously uncomfortable. She nods and turns away from us to serve the next guest. When the blonde almost wants to put her hand on my crotch, I grab her wrist and push her back into her lap. I really don't feel like it today.
"Sorry sweetie," I say, pointing her to the closets. Visibly annoyed by my rejection, she stands up.
"Asshole!" she throws at me and goes back to her giggling friends. Estrela notices this and looks over her shoulder. I just shrug.
"Here, your beer," says Estrela, who reappears in front of me after a while. She slams the beer on the table so that a little liquid spills over.
"Hey, you all right?" I ask her before she turns back. I eye her to gauge her reaction. She turns to me with a fake grin on her face.
"Of course, what should be?" She replies indifferently.
"I have a feeling you're mad at me" She laughs mockingly.
"Oh, so you're interested in that?"
"Yes," I say firmly, frowning.
"You were the one who just took off. So, why are you so keenly interested now if I'm mad at you?" Oh, so that's where the wind blows. She's angry because I ran away after the kiss
"Come on, let it go and let this woman continue to grope you. Apparently you can do that best," are her last words before she disappears. Damned!
"Wow, what's up with you two," laughs Jason, who must have overheard our conversation. "I'll bet you you are the reason for this," he chuckles, and I glare at him.
"Fuck you!", I say, before I go downstairs to explain to Estrela that... Yes, what do I actually want to explain to her? That I panicked because it aroused feelings in me that are foreign to me? Or because she's my trainer's friggin' daughter who's gonna rip my balls off when he finds out I kissed her?