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Azar flicked her eyes up to look at Pierre through the reflection of the mirror as she swiped a red lipstick over her lips. He had been waiting, dying, to see what she looked like as she had disappeared into his bathroom for what felt like hours ago.
Her dress was glittery, falling down to just above her knees, the long, wide sleeves elegantly covering her arms, her shoulders bare. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and it gave him the perfect opportunity to drop his lips to her skin. Azar shivered at the feeling of his stubble against her shoulder, and he looked up at her again with that glint of mischief in his hues that made her think of last night, when they were in the same position and he one of her legs on the counter, and he was pound You know the rest.
Physically, she barely had any rest since she practically moved into his home in Milan after they talked everything out a week ago. But she felt like her head had cleared so much, and actually having nothing on her schedule for nearly three weeks lifted a pressure off her shoulders that made her feel like a better person.
Tonight, they were going to have dinner with Nadri and Daria who were also in Milan. Azar looked forward to seeing her friends again, as she hadn't seen them in quite a while because she had so much on her plate.
Again," she said, making him chuckle. Pierre held the door of his apartment open as she walked out, his hand slapping her ass as he couldn't resist when she walked by him with those pretty heels on her feet and her long legs on display.