Beautifully Damned

thirteen: flashbacks

                          streets by doja cat

Imogen.

I woke up with my legs intertwined in the sheets, along with Max's. I delivered kisses to his neck, still drunken off last night. He exhaled through his nose and I slowly reached my hand under the sheets to grip his already hard dick. He opened his eyes and looked down to me.

"Bon matin, mon chérie" He spoke with his deep morning voice
[Translation: Good morning my sweetheart]

"Hi" I spoke as I beamed up at him, "I'm gonna shower", I got up and strutted to the bathroom

"Want some company?" he yelled from the bed

"In your dreams cowboy" I responded

I turned on the water, and stepped into the walk in shower as it got hot. As the water touched my skin, I felt my legs, sore from last night. I found it hard to stand, Max walked into the shower with all his glory. My eyes averted to his manhood, which was wide awake.

I zoned out into my thoughts and lost my balance and he caught me, "You alright chérie?" he held me up

"I'm fine, just a little sore" I said grabbing the soap

"A little? You manage to make a limp look sexy" he chuckled

"Shut up" I said grabbing his balls, "Round 6?" I smirked, raising my brow

"As tenant as that sounds, I have to go to work. If I stay here with you, we'll be here until next week" He said running his hands through his hair
[Translation: Tempting]

"Right, plus this was a one time thing" I turned off my shower head and walked out to grab a towel.

I looked in the mirror, seeing the hickeys left on my skin, I chuckled softly. Touché. I was taken back to the memories of last night as I felt hands trail up my shoulders and a kiss on my neck.

"I highly doubt you'll be able to resist chérie, you'll come running for more" He said in between kisses

"Oh please, as much fun as this was, that's all it was, fun" I said before failing to walk away

He pulled my hips and spun me around to pick me up and set me on top of the sink. My towel fell to my waist and he connected his beautiful lips to mine. He kissed me deep, licking my bottom lip for entry before slipping his tongue in my mouth. I moaned into the kiss before pulling away.

He grabbed an oil and bent down to massage my sore legs, relieving some of the tightness I was feeling. He looked up at me and smirked. I felt myself getting wet as his hands moved to my thighs.

"You're gonna be late for work Maxime" I spoke

"Okay let me get you some clothes" He walked out, "Oh and chérie?" He called

"Yes Max" I responded

"Last night, was incredible. I can't wait for you to see what other ways I blow your mind", he laughed softly, causing me to roll my eyes
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"YOU WHAT?" Yasmin yelled, which I'm pretty sure left an echo

"How was it? How big was it?" Antoinette leaned in

We laid in their bed, me in the middle as I explained the details of last night

"I'm not even exaggerating but he, was the best I ever had. His tongue....and he was like 9 inches" I motioned with my hand

"Get the fuck out" Yasmin hit me, "You owe me $100" she leaned up to talk to Antoinette

"You guys bet on this? Seriously?" I asked

"Uh yeah, how could we not when the chemistry between the two of you is so obvious" Yasmin said "Anyways tell us more" She nudged

"Okay so we went for like 5 rounds, and I lost count of how many times he made me cum. That man is almost 40 but his stamina, whew. And that's like...rare, he couldn't even compare with Charlie. I couldn't walk this morning and he massaged my legs which felt realllly good" I brought my hands to my lips to hide my smile.

"Oh my god, she likes him, you like him" Yasmin said

"What" I blew a raspberry, "I do not" I furrowed my brows

"Look at how defensive you're getting, and you're blushing" Antoinette added

"Oh whatever, I told him it wasn't happening again, and besides. Who knows what French piece of ass I'll come across again. After all I am free from the chains of being in a relationship" I was interrupted by my phone ringing

I got up to see a missed call from Dominique, she was probably calling about the fashion show 2 weeks from now. I scrolled and checked my email to see an email from Étinceler.

"Yasmin, there's a meeting Friday", I turned to see her in a deep make out session with Antoinette

"Yeah, yeah sure I know" she said breathlessly pulling up for air, as I walked away "Maybe we'll see sex on legs, now known as, cervical obliterator" she said

I turned back, "You know what—" I was stopped by the sight of Yasmin giggling into Antoinettes kiss, she truly was happy.
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Maxime.

Imogen. The events of last night played in my mind as I sat in this briefing. I shifted in my chair as I thought about her sweet moans. Camille walked into the room, I averted my attention to her as she whispered into my ear.

"Sir the buyers scheduled a meeting for the Saturday after next, should I confirm?", she asked

I nodded in response. She walked out and I brought my attention to my phone. Still, I couldn't bring myself go focus. I remembered her hands wrapped around my cock, I brought my hand up to my rub my stubble in an attempt to hide my smile.

The control this woman had over me, I pondered on how one could feel this way.  This was a new feeling, I was more of the 'one night stand' kind of guy. Maybe it was her infectious laugh, or the way she saw the best in me. She would be my undoing, and I can't let that happen.
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I liked this chapter, I gave y'all a little taste of the rainbow after the storm ;)

Side note let's talk about Max catering to Imogens legs? Like COME ON

Also I felt like I didn't have enough content for Imogen, so Maxime's POV acted as a filler but it was still something