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Chapter 51
Chapter 51
Chapter 51:
Moving On Kate strove to breathe, feeling Carlos’ weight on top of her. She groaned while opening her
“Carlos,” she said under her breath. “You are so heavy.”
Carlos and Kate were skin to skin, with The Devil above her, butt-naked from their last round of lovemaking. He fell asleep on top of her, out of exhaustion. Hearing her complain, he hummed and slightly carried his weight. His sleepy grey eyes met Kate, and he smiled at the recognition of her beautiful face.
He squirmed his hips against her pelvic area, greeting, “You are so beautiful. Good morning,
my Kate.”
“You are a sight for sore eyes,” Kate responded in a whisper. She caressed his face, her hands tracing his chiseled jaws until her touch landed on his chest.
“I love you,” Carlos said before moving his hips. Kate gasped at the realization that he was still inside her from their last round of lovemaking. She asked, “Is that? You are hard again?” “Hmmm,” Carlos sealed her lips with a kiss and resumed pushing his hips forward, plunging his member deeper into her cave. “You feel so good. I can’t get enough of you.” “Mmmm,” Kate moaned into his mouth. She sensed Carlos’ girth growing by the second as he moved to and fro, the tip of his length reaching her very end. When Kate felt Carlos picking up the pace, she spread her thighs wider for him, allowing him to move freely. She wrapped her arms around his back, her nails dug against his flesh, all while their lips remained locked, their tongues graciously danced together. With Carlos hitting the right spot, Kate quickly came. Her toes curled as she moaned, “Aaahh. Carlos.”
Thrilling goosebumps spread her body as she relished the feeling of having climaxed, and her eyes turned dreamy. Hearing her cry of pleasure, Carlos chased his high. He pumped to and fro, fervently slamming his hips against her flesh. When he came into her womb, he left kiss marks on Kate’s neck.
After making love again early that morning, Carlos and Kate embraced each other as they lay on their sides. They gave each other gentle pecks before Carlos asked, “My Kate, if we have a child sooner, are you okay with me traveling around the world for my tournaments?”
“I’ll bear it… for you,” Kate said in a whisper.
Carlos took her hand and pecked on her knuckles. He suggested, “In some tours, I can take you. As long as the travel does not stress you out.”
Kate smiled and expressed, “I look forward to being a part of your world, Carlos. I love you.” “I love you too,” Carlos replied, “I love you so much.” “What time is it?” Kate asked.
“Let’s cuddle some more,” Carlos replied, pulling Kate’s frame closer to him.
A chuckle escaped Kate’s lips as she lifted her torso in search of her phone. The curtains were closed, and she could not make out the time.
“You can take a leave today,” Carlos suggested, but Kate insisted on reaching for her phone.
“I can’t take another leave. Today’s the presentation, remember? You said you’re going to the company in the afternoon,” Kate reminded. “Besides, I have some finishing touches – Oh, my god! It’s already six in the morning. Carlos, I have to go!”
“Do you have to?” Carlos grumbled.
“I’m not going to waste your investment, Carlos. The products need to be out there. Of course, I have to go,” Kate answered while frantically getting up and walking into the closet. After choosing her
clothes, she returned to The Devil and pecked on his lips. She suggested,” You are going to practice?” “In the morning,” Carlos acknowledged. “Then, I’ll see you in the office later,” Kate replied, and Carlos nodded.
***
When they walked to the front door, Kate was already dressed in her office attire, and Carlos was in his tennis clothes. Carlos kissed Kate before she hopped into her car and drove off to the office.
Carlos then walked around the mansion and found Alexander already stretching on the tennis court.
“I did not think you’d be able to make it,” Alexander remarked. “Long night?”
A smirk formed on Alexander’s face when he added, “Must be amazing to be with the love of your life.”
Dismissing his friend’s remark, Carlos said, “don’t worry, you’ll find your one true love, eventually.”
Alexander hissed. He suggested, “I don’t know about that. I – I hope so.”
Carlos was about to do some stretching when Alexander stopped him. He said, “Can you… call Savannah?” The Devil shot him a suspicious stare. He said, “This is just… pure concern, right there?” “Of course. What else could it be?” Alexander said. “I’m just worried about her.” With a sigh, Carlos took out his phone from his tennis bag. He searched through his contacts, mumbling, “I’m not sure if I have her number on this phone.” “Let me give it to you,” Alexander offered before dictating.” +3531 407 0963.” 1 Lifting his brow, Carlos asked, “You memorized her number?” “Ah, just recently. Because of the recent events that drives me to communicate with her,” Alexander reasoned.
“Sure, keep convincing yourself that,” Carlos replied before belatedly making the call, leaving
Alexander wincing It took several rings, but soon enough, Savannah answered, “Hello, Savannah Knight, speaking.”
“Savannah. This is Carlos. How are you holding up?” Carlos asked. “Carlos? As in The Devil?” Savannah clarified. “New number?” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
The Devil explained how he had another number for personal use, especially after his involvement with the police operation. Only then did Savannah answer, “Wow. That’s a lot to take in. Anyhow, Carlos. Don’t worry about me. I – I took a lot of rest and have been treating my folks. Really, what happened was an eye-opener.” “I’m really sorry you got caught in the middle of our problems, but I’m happy that you are spending your time wisely with your family,” Carlos said, and he meant it, considering that his parents have passed. “Anyway, Savannah, someone wants to speak to you. He’s been wondering how you are, so let me pass on the phone to him-“. ‘What the fuck, man?’ Alexander mouthed, his face forming a full grimace. Alexander took a full turn, with his head shaking in disapproval. Ultimately, however, he accepted the phone. Alexander collected himself, taking a deep breath. He greeted, “Savannah. How are you? I hope you are doing fine.” “I’m fine, Alex. Thanks for checking on me,” Savannah replied. “I texted you and called you,” Alexander said. “I know, and I’m sorry. I did not get a chance to reply. I was swamped. I really appreciate your concern. You and Carlos have been so nice – oh, mum? Yeah? Mum’s calling me. I need to go. See you at the Wimbledons, Alex!” Savannah ended abruptly, leaving Alexander unsatisfied with their conversation.
“What happened?” Carlos asked, seeing Alexander lazily pass back his mobile. “She, ah. Savannah hung up. She said her mother was calling her,” Alexander replied while his brows met.
“Maybe she is really busy,” Carlos proposed. “Or.” Taking a deep breath, Alexander suggested, “She is avoiding me?” “Don’t be ridiculous. Why would she avoid you? I thought your last talk went well?” Carlos asked. “It did. I think it did well,” Alexander responded. “Then, let’s start. We have to go to the company later, remember?” Carlos said before walking to the other side of the court.
***
Continents away, while Carlos and Alexander were practicing tennis, Savannah Knight was in her room, looking down at her mobile.
She contemplated whether to reply to Alexander’s text, but ultimately, she decided, “Enough Enough is enough, Savvy.”
Savannah shut her eyes and rested her head against the headboard of her bed. She thought
back to the day at the hospital when Alexander finally apologized to her. Back then, he named their short-lived romance a mere fling that utterly hurt her. After their talk, she remembered how she turned around, facing the other side of the hospital room. She acted to be tired then, but in truth, she was hiding the tears in her eyes. Letting out a heavy sigh, she cautioned, “You were only a fling to him, Savvy. Just avoid him from now on and pretend like you were never affected at all.” She returned her attention to her mobile and deleted all of Alexander’s texts, including his number. She muttered, “This is me… moving on.”