[Fanfiction] INTIMACY - Chapter 7

Chapter 7 

Cadu came home and don't found Clara, she should be at Helena's apartment.

- What a mess, my sister! What so? Won't you doing anything? Won't you saying anything? Oh, Clara, she must have been devastated.

- Maybe it's better this way, Leninha. - Said Clara on tenterhooks.

- If it's better, why are you talking so sad? Is that really what you want, Clara?

Clara's eyes were filled of tears.

- Look, it's your life and I wont tell you how to guide it. But if I can give you some advice ... don't choose the easy path just because it's the easiest. A wrong decision will haunt you for life. - She started to leave.

Clara stood crying and said hesitantly. - I'm in love with her, Helena!

Helen hugged her. - So don't let this woman out of your life. You have to take action, and it has to be soon.


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Cadu realized that Clara was also slaughtered. No one was with brightness of days before. Something bad had happened between them, he thought happily. Everything was going back to normal.


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At night, Clara couldn't sleep. She was struggling to the utmost to, at least, be quiet and not bother Cadu. She couldn't stop thinking about Marina. About her smile, her eyes, her gaze, that little mark in the corner of her mouth. So beautiful, so endearing. She wanted spooning with her again. She always wanted to be the target of that look, and the cause of that smile.

She sighed in love, what brought the concern back. It wasn't only the desire she felt for Marina, she knew that. But, is it worth leaving the life she had with Cadu? Her head thought, rethought, worried, but always brought the image of Marina, while her heart shouted 'yes, it worth. Very worth. Don't let this woman get away from you'.

She shouldn't do it and she shouldn't want it, but she wanted see her, smell her. She looked aside and Cadu was sound asleep because of his medicines. She was wrong. It wouldn't be easy to get away from the photographer and return to live her quiet little life with Cadu. She couldn't imagine forgetting Marina, just pretending she never meant anything. She could hardly stand to know what she was causing so much pain to her. A tear rolled down her face, remembering the words of Marina. She couldn't bear to think of Marina to be sad for one more second. she decided to go. "It's still early, she'll be awake. Wait for me, Marina." She dressed as quickly as possible and left.

Clara was driving excited. She was glad to see Marina again. She couldn't bear the longing, especially knowing her beloved was so sad. She wanted finally to finish that sadness. She wanted to say she was there for her. She imagined to find Marina lying on her bed in her nightgown, maybe reading a book or reviewing some photos. She couldn't wait to smell her, to slid a hand through her glossy hair, to feel her skin or maybe Marina should be in the tub, where the foams allow her imagination to work. Clara could join her, to hug her wet body, to taste that alluring mouth feeling Marina's leg pressing between hers, making love. Clara berated herself again but it didn't work too. That thought was already etched in her mind. The chance to feel the naked body of Marina glued to hers. Shivered biting her lower lip.

Upon arrived the house of the photographer, she was answered by an employee. She must be crazy to come at that time, Clara thought. It's too late to reconsider.

- Miss Marina is already in her bedroom, but the light is still on. You want me to notify her?

- No need. - Smiled - I know the way.

She climbed the stairs, excited.

- I can no longer deny that I want you, Marina. - Spoke to herself, and could already feel the pulse and her panties getting wet.

At the door, took a deep breath, knocked softly and then opened it.

Seeing the bedroom, she couldn't believe. She didn't believe in the scene which she was facing and never imagined it could hurt so much. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes was filled with tears. She felt the warm liquid running down her face involuntarily.

Marina was naked, with her hair thrown aside, with the redhead sitting on her hip, shaking, supported by her left arm while the right massaged the naked breast of the photographer who was being involved in a devastating kiss. Vanessa moved her lips to Marina's neck, sucking, which caused her to moan loudly, turning her face aside. Marina looks up and sees her.

Clara? - Said Marina, while Vanessa looked at Clara with a wicked look.

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Oh God.... please, don't kill me, ok?

I'm only the translator.

Bia