Page 45 of Before the Storm


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“Oh fuck.” I laughed at the absurdity of this.

“Why is this so cursed?” he groaned, resting his forehead on my collarbone. He was still holding me tight, his fingers sneaking below my underwear, caressing my ass with soft movements. I barked a laugh, kissing his temple for a moment and tapping him on the shoulder.

He turned us again, scanning the room and shifting the weight from one foot to another. He took a few steps forward and out the door, and then he kicked open the one across from mine, straight to Jacinto’s bedroom.

“This will do,” he said, giving zero fucks about the fact that he was about to fuck me on my brother’s bed.

“Yeah,” I drawled, my eyes wide with amusement. He dropped me on the covers and started unbuttoning his dress shirt, toeing off his shoes while looking at me panting in front of him, my weight on my elbows. He was delicious.

“Strip.”

I blushed. A woman in her thirties blushing at this. I was pathetic. But so, so turned on.

I sat up, kneeling and sliding my dress down, the straps falling easily down my arms and getting stuck at my bent elbows. Francisco sucked in a breath and took a step closer to me, his hand reaching for my bare shoulder. His face was glowing. “Oh god.” I shuddered, making quick work of my dress.

“Jesus fuck,” he said, slowly moving his hands down my legs and grabbing my ankles from under me, dragging me towards the edge. He was almost naked except for his boxers. I extended my hand and placed it at his waist, my thumb sliding under the elastic for a beat. A deep breath rattled out of him, his chest rising and falling in fast, erratic movements.

I let my feet touch the floor and opened my legs, pulling him towards me with my hand. He leaned down between my open legs and pressed his mouth against my collarbone, making a needy sound, almost like a whimper escaping from his lips before he could hold it back. He started moving down. My nipples were tight and demanding attention. I squirmed under his hot breath, then said, “Fran,please.”

He made another sound, more like a grunt meeting a moan, and that went straight to my core. “Light,” he said. Monosyllabic. That was what I was doing to him. Turning him into a blubbering, monosyllabic mess. “I can’t see you.”

“Okay,” I whispered, leaning on my elbows on the bed.He walked to the window and lifted the roller blind just a few centimeters, the last light of the evening shining in a diagonal line on the hardwood floor. His eyes snapped to mine, lighting me up. I stared at his body, his lean muscles from all the running on full display. I had seen him shirtless many times by now, but this was so much better. Because this was all for me. Only for me.

He pulled his underwear down, his thick length bouncing up against his toned stomach. I closed my eyes and prayed, begged, for something. Anything. Patience? Peace?

I shifted on the covers, goosebumps running up my legs as his hands went up to my underwear. He tugged down hard and dropped the pair on the floor next to him.

“I think I’m about to die,” he said, his face serious as he contemplated me lying on the bed, body splayed and completely bare in front of him. He fisted his shaft once, twice, and closed his eyes. He looked so good, standing naked there. Completely mine.

Finally.

27

FRANCISCO

My heart was goingto leave my body, I had no doubt about that.Any minute now.

“Dios mío,” Lucía said again, covering her eyes with her forearm. She was lying on the covers, her hair fanned out around her. Her whole body was flushed, her breathing rapid and erratic. “Fran.”

Just a tiny whisper in between her panting, barely audible above the beating of my own heart. I bent over her, dragging the tip of my cock through her opening. She shuddered and flushed even more, her chest getting all sorts of splotchy and cute. “Fuck,” I rasped. It felt so good. She felt so good. Everything felt so good when I was with her.

“Decime,” I said, closing my eyes because I couldn’t hold off for much longer. I was so hard, my whole body aching for her. “Please, tell me.”

“Tell you what?” She moved her arm from her face,lifting one eyebrow in question. Then it clicked, and her face transformed. “Yes, god, yes.Please.”

That was all I needed, so I thrust forward into her, the sudden warmth making me shiver in arousal. My spine tingled, but I held on, thrusting in and out for a few beats before moving again.

“Condom?”

“Motherfuck,” she said, a big smile on her face. “Maybe this is, in fact, cursed.” She laughed. Laughed! At the whole absurdity of it all. Maybe this was Jazmín’s doing, shooting me daggers from beyond the grave because she never got to see us together when she was alive.

I sighed against her shoulder, one of my hands moving up and down her side, the other one holding her hip tightly. It would leave a mark for sure.

“I’m covered,” she said with a small giggle, her eyes shining with glee. She looked so relaxed, so happy, like I’d never seen her before. This was completely new, and it felt so, so right. “I’m fine with it if you are too.”

“Yeah,linda,” I rasped, thrusting back into her hard.

“Baby,” she gasped, her back arching off the bed and her eyes closing at the feeling. “God, you feel so good.”

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