In his mind, it's becoming more and more difficult to differentiate between the two. Both woman seem to be merging into one, and it's now impossible for him to stay away.
Ella FrankYes, Phillipe. I want to feel you everywhere before I feel you nowhere.
Ella FrankThere were plenty of things I showed Chantel in the chateau, Gemma. So, depending on where you want to be, you need to be much more specific." His tongue comes out to moisten his full bottom lip. "Then again, perhaps that's exactly where you want to be after your indecision last night on the stairs, hmm...between Chantel and me?
Ella FrankI was already under his spell just by his voice alone. Touching him would make it impossible to ever surface about it.
Ella FrankI wonder if a time would come when he wouldn't leave after spending thirty minutes in a room with me, but I know it isn't me he is running from. It is her.
Ella FrankShe's clutching the worn leather journal. It's ironic how it now seems like a safety blanket for her, yet to him, it represents a tragic nightmare.
Ella FrankWhat do you think Gemma? Do you like being painted this way?" All I can think is that being painted by him feels a lot like being fucked by him, but he already knows that.
Ella FrankSo I'm just suppose to bare my soul to you?" In the blink of the eye, he darkens the moment. "Well, you're asking me to bare mine.
Ella FrankWell that woman has crept into my mind. Somehow, she has stolen my very sanity because now I want her hands on me. I begged for her to touch me until I, too, lost myself in the beauty of a fantasy- a fantasy I still don't fully understand.
Ella FrankHe is being dragged into his own desolate abyss, and he know if she stays, he is going to pull her in, too.
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