That girl was not going to escape him, now the one who was going to play hard was going to be him. He thought. - Hello g

That girl was not going to escape him, now the one who was going to play hard was going to be him. He thought. - Hello good! - Zaira greeted, entering through the door. - Hello honey, how were the classes? - Hello mommy - he gave her a kiss. - Great, today has been more entertaining - he laughed heading to his room. Aitor... Zaira thought about what happened, she couldn't shake that feeling that that boy, almost a man, caused her. She couldn't believe it, he was five years older than her, and yet, she was dying to have something from him... Something more than a simple talk, more than a look... She needed to have him. Love him. But what am I saying? - He was ashamed of his own thoughts. For a moment, he thought he came to his senses, he thought he understood that this was not normal, that it couldn't be. But suddenly, his eyes, his body imprisoning her against the wall, awakened in that girl a sea of sensations and an indescribable passion. Suddenly, a melody brings her out of her thoughts. His cell phone was ringing. - Say? - Hello, my baby - Who is it? - He smiled, knowing who it was. - Mmm... Guess it, smart girl - He responded in a mischievous tone. - Ah, it's you... Aitor... - He put on a tone of disappointment, following the game. - Aha, you forgot something at my house. - Me? - To you, precious. - Well, bring it to me. - Well actually, I think you have forgotten two. - Oh, and what things? - Come and you will know. - Hahahaha, and why don't you come? - We have something pending. - Hahaha, ahh - I'll wait for you. - I'll pass tomorrow - Okay, I have to leave you, I have to make food. - Hahaha, do you also have culinary skills? - Well, of course, what do you think? - He responded with that mischievous tone. - Oh, in the end you're going to be a good catch and everything... - He responded with the same mischief. - Did you doubt it? - What things do you have? - If you behave well, I'll invite you to lunch one day - Hahaha, oh and how should I behave according to you? - We'll talk about that. Then I'll wait for you... Tomorrow? - Okay, tomorrow afternoon, please don't make me get up early - he begged. - Hahaha that's fine, although you don't deserve it. - At five or so it happened. - Okay beautiful, see you tomorrow. - Goodbye... Aitor... - he hung up. A sigh broke the silence of his room. I was crazy, completely crazy, I was going to return to that house, where that same morning that had happened... That which completely turned that relationship around. Of course... Now he wasn't her teacher... Now he was just another boy... The girl smiled when she thought about that. -No, no, nothing is going to happen, I have to give myself my place, I'm not just anyone- she said to herself. - But with you it is so different Aitor... You make me feel... Safe. The afternoon was more of the same. Zaira went out for a while with her friends. And Aitor went to the pool with his colleagues, to whom he had evidently not mentioned anything about what happened. Of course, the boy was a bit... Foolish. - Dude, look at the pivitas that are coming in! - Said Alberto, one of his friends, nudging him. - You're crazy, man, it's not that big of a deal - Aitor responded, lost in thought. - You're not fine... What the hell is wrong with you? You've been silent all afternoon and with that idiotic face. - You are stupid! - got up - Aitor, is it because of her? Is Sara still bothering you? It's that bitch, right? Fuck her, don't pay attention to her. - Dude, stop it, it's not Sara, okay, I haven't heard from her in a while. - Don't fuck with me that you're still after her? She has come back to you, as a friend, right? I've already told you, Aitor, don't let her come into your life again, the more trust you give her, the more she'll continue, don't you realize that - He interrupted him. - For. Alberto, I repeat, it's not Sara, okay, you already know that I don't want anything with her. And what happens to me has nothing to do with Sara, really. - So? - Albero asked excitedly. - Who is it? You're an asshole, you already have someone out there, and you don't tell me anything, I have to get everything out of you... You'll be... - Alberto, damn it, there is no one, don't be annoying. -Cueeeeeeenta - No - Come on. - It's... Zaira -Who the hell is Zaira? - Do you remember what I told you, that I was teaching a girl? - Aaaha. - He nodded, knowing where the shots were going. - Well then... I don't know, she's a girl... We've been getting to know each other and... - You like it. - No, it's... it's not a whim, I don't know what's wrong with her. - Do you want her? - Very much... - More than Sara? - Sara was... a whim. This has nothing to do with it. - Are you sure Aitor? I don't want another chick to come and fuck you like that bitch did, you know? -She's not like that - Do you know her well? I mean, apart from classes, have you talked more? - Well yes, we were chatting, at the end of classes... And from what she told me, she is not like Sara, she is not a little girl for a fuck and that's it... - Maybe you see it that way. - No... She... I don't know, next to her I feel that she is the same as me... It's a feeling that - Rubén, another of his colleagues, interrupted him. - Well, enough of all that talk, let's go for a dip, right? you look old hitting the beak hahahaha And they got involved, fighting and fooling around. The afternoon passed and in a short time, they saw each other on the day they would see each other again. The morning passed very normally. The hour was approaching, the nerves and tension were building up. Together again... Zaira left her house later than the agreed time, she liked to be kept waiting and even more so if it was him. On the contrary, Aitor was waiting for her at the door, with the things he had "forgotten" for almost a quarter of an hour. Finally he saw her approaching, she was beautiful. - What are you doing here? - She asked surprised. - What did you think, that on the first date I was going to put you in my house? hahaha - Hahahaha, date? - She responded ''disappointed'' - Well, I had now arranged to meet my boyfriend... - With... with your BOYFRIEND? - He responded surprised. - Hahahahahaha - she started laughing like crazy - Ahhh! youre...! hahahaha - and he joined the girl's catchy laugh, who more than laughed with relief. - And if I had a boyfriend... what? - Your performance the other day wouldn't have spoken very well of you... Don't you think? - And about you? - I don't have a girlfriend. - He said proudly. - I'm not interested either... - he responded with that cool tone that Aitor had. - Oh, you're not interested - he stopped. - Hahaha no. -She looked him in the eyes - Wow... well I'm going to have to... - He got closer to her, and began to put a hand around her waist. - Do what you like so much. - and started tickling her. - No! hahahahaha, I don't like it! Aitor, stop, people are looking at us hahahahaha - he was laughing in the middle of the street, little by little losing the strength in his legs. - What do you mean you don't like it? If you're laughing, you love it, admit it, you love me doing this to you. - Hahahahahaha no, I don't love it - Oh, don't you love it? - He stuck closer to her so that Aitor's torso was pressed against her back. - Hahahaha.... Aitor.. hahahaha please... Please... - Her breathing began to accelerate, and in one movement she stuck her butt to his crotch. - Mmm... - He stopped unconsciously - Zaira... you're bad... Tell me you like it - he whispered in her ear. - Aitor... - he was getting excited -Aitor... Mmm... No... - Tell me you like it... Tell me you love being like this... - I like it... - he responded panting. - Zaira, you drive me crazy... -He responded, closing his eyes. - Aitor stop... people are looking at us... - I don't care about people... I care about you... Only you - he turned her around and they looked into each other's eyes. - Oh... - he moaned, while their lips touched and his heart beat at high speed. - My baby... - He brought his lips closer - My Zaira... - I was shaking. And Aitor touched his lips with hers, and hugged her closer to him, he caressed the girl's lips again with his own. Their labored breaths enveloped them and nothing else existed. - Aitor... you... - Yeah? - I love you. And Aitor brought his lips closer, touched them again and separated from her. I look at the girl, who remained motionless, faced with the situation, she had lost control... HER. She felt horrible, and on the other hand she enjoyed the game. He was dying for her lips, that soft touch had touched them, he wanted to feel them on his own. She looked at him with contempt, he was a few centimeters away from her, with a stupid smile of superiority and mischief.