More Than Just A Friend (A Bruno Mars Fan Fic)

Chapter 86

Wed

5 days later

He groans against Leila's lip as she strokes his dick as they kiss in the shower and she bites his bottom lip and she kisses and licks his neck, chest and nipples as she strokes his body and she kneels in front of him and she keeps her eyes on his as she licks his rock hard dick slowly from base to tip and she takes as much of his dick as she can into her mouth and she works her mouth up and down his dick slowly and she starts to hum as she gives him a blow job and Bruno groans and tells her, you know you make me fucking crazy when you fucking do that baby, fuck, and Bruno feels his eyes roll back, he can't take it anymore and he groans and tells Leila, stop and she lets his dick go slowly from her mouth and he pulls her up and kisses her roughly as he strokes her body and he presses her up against the shower wall and strokes her pussy making Leila moan and Bruno groans at how wet Leila's pussy is and he lifts her left leg up and holds it against his right hip and Leila puts her arms around his shoulders and he thrusts his dick inside her to the hilt making them both moan and he kisses and licks her breasts and nipples as he fucks her hard and fast and Leila comes scratching his shoulders and screaming his name and Bruno feels Leila's pussy spasm around his dick and he groans and comes calling out Leila's name and he leans against her, breathless, just like her...

He groans and leans his head back and calls out Leila's name as he comes and he lets his dick go from his right hand and he leans back against the wall in the shower and closes his eyes and Bruno wishes that the sex in the shower that he'd just imagined having with Leila as he masturbated, had been real and although he feels sexually relieved from his orgasm, he doesn't feel loved, wanted, fulfilled and content like he does after sex with Leila, but he'd needed to come into the shower and masturbate as he had woken up with a hard on, thanks to the vivid dream he'd had of having sex with Leila, it had seemed so fucking real and when he'd woken up and realised that he'd been dreaming he'd been disappointed and sexually frustrated, just like he has from all the sex dreams he's had about Leila since she left him, and he'd come into the shower and used his right hand on his aching hard dick while he imagined that he was having sex with Leila, but it wasn't the same, it was nowhere near as good as actually having sex with Leila and Bruno wonders if Leila has been dreaming about him.

She puts her pen down on top of her journal as she sees Juanita walking towards her and Leila sighs and can't help thinking, here we go again, and she picks up the bottle of tequila from the table and drinks as much as she can and she coughs a little and holds onto the bottle of tequila in her right hand, and Jaunita stops beside her chair and looks at the bottle of tequila that she's holding in her right hand with disapproval and she points to the tray that Leila's untouched breakfast is sitting on and she tells her, you've not eaten your breakfast, you must eat, it's too early to be drinking, drinking so much isn't good for you, you've barely eaten anything or at all since you've been here, a bird eats more than you do and Leila sighs, she's tired of Jaunita telling her the same thing at least once a day, she wants to scream at the woman and tell her, I know that i'm drinking too much but it's the only way that I can make it through the fucking day and Leila starts to cry and she wipes her tears away with her left hand and she clears her throat and tells Juanita, you're a nice woman and I know you mean well Juanita, but enough, I have a mother, I don't need another 1, i've told you repeatedly not to make me anything to eat and that i'll make myself something to eat when I feel hungry and now i'm telling you for the last time, stop making meals for me that i've not asked for, just stop and Juanita sighs and tells her, it's obvious that you're in a lot of pain, but you're going to get sick if you keep going days without eating and don't start eating properly, but i'll do as you've told me too and I won't make you anymore meals unless you ask me too and Leila knows Juanita is right, she's barely eating and goes 2 to 3 days at a time without eating anything and when she does eat, it's just a bit of fruit or half of a sandwich or taco and she has to force herself to eat every bite, she has no appetite and hasn't felt hungry since she left Bruno and Leila swallows the painful lump in her throat and she tells Juanita, I know, thank you and Juanita picks up the tray with her untouched breakfast of a glass of orange juice, a cup of coffee and a plate of tamales from the table and she walks away and Leila takes a drink of tequila and watches the woman walk into the house and she hopes that Juanita meant it when she said that she'll stop making her meals and she takes another drink of tequila and starts to write in her journal again, she feels so damn tired all the time, and lethargic, she hasn't had the energy to go for a walk for 6 days now, it had been a struggle to come and sit outside on the patio this morning and she definitely doesn't have the energy to keep having the same conversation with Juanita everyday or to find another house to rent without a live in house keeper and she can't go to a hotel because someone might recognise her and post online that they've seen Bruno Mars' wife and since Leila's not kept up with the news or been online since she left Bruno, she has no idea if it's public knowledge yet that she's left Bruno, she knows his fans will crucify her, she just wants to stay under the radar and be left alone and Leila wipes her tears away with her left hand and drinks some more tequila and she closes her eyes and Leila hopes that Bruno's ok and she prays that he's not in pain like her, she loves him and misses him so much and she feels ashamed of herself because she still hasn't been able to listen to the messages that Bruno's left on her phone, because she's too scared to hear him tell her what he thinks of her and hear how angry and hurt he is, he probably hates her, and Leila starts to cry harder and she drinks some more tequila and she writes in her journal: