Page 166 of Dream Chaser

“You were made for me, amor,” he rasped. “Give me more.”

Love filled my chest. I’d give him anything, just as he’d always done.

“Ale,” I whimpered when it became too much. “Need a minute.”

One last kiss, then he gripped my waist, bringing me down to lay beside him. His lips glistened with my arousal; green eyes gleamed with what I guessed was male pride.

I closed my eyes, swallowing. “God, that was…”

He hummed, running his fingertips over my breasts, my sides, my stomach. “I fucking love how you taste.”

“Come here.” I tugged at his hand. “I’m a little cold without you.”

He reached for the edge of the duvet and pulled it back, enough for me to slide under it. Then he covered me with his strong, warm body, pressing me into the mattress.

I kissed him, tasting myself on his lips as my hands ran up and down his back. “I love you.”

“Yo más.” He sucked on my neck. “I want to be inside you. Want to hear you say my name as I fuck you.”

I raised my hips. “Please.”

He hummed, lifting my leg until I hooked it around his hip. He slid inside me in one smooth thrust. I squeezed my eyes shut, adjusting to the fullness.

Ale’s wet mouth covered my breast, the tip of his tongue rubbing my nipple. “Want me to move, amor?” he asked, voice strained.

I wrapped my arm around his neck, nodding.

“Fuck,” he breathed, sliding out of me only to push back in. We moved in a smooth, steady rhythm until sweat slicked our skin and our breaths grew erratic.

He pulled out once more, then flipped me over. I arched up, and he thrust into me from behind, arm resting against my stomach.

His thumb found my clit. He teased it, thrusting faster, his hot breath fanning over my neck.

“Ale.” I moaned into the pillow.

“Want to come again, amor?”

I nodded. He ramped up the speed of his thrusts. I felt him grow bigger inside me. Harder. His fingers spread the wetness over my clit, touching me until every inch of me pulsed with need.

I looked at him over my shoulder. Parted lips, green eyes that saw right through me. Lips I never got tired of kissing.

He leaned down and captured my mouth with his in a wet, sloppy kiss.

My pussy clamped around his cock. A ripple spread through my sex, followed by a wave of pleasure. Ale moaned, his control slipping. His body shook as he came, then slumped on top of me.

I turned, still keeping him inside me as I wrapped him in my arms.

He nuzzled into my neck. “I think we’re going to stay here a lot from now on. This bed is definitely better with you in it.”

I scratched his back lightly. “Does that mean more business trips? I’d love to, but I’ll need to ask my boss.”

Laughter rumbled in his chest. “You could, but I know exactly what he’ll tell you.”

“He’ll regret giving me so much time off. Someone needs to do the job.”

“I only regret one thing,” Ale whispered, his expression sobering.

“That we need to return to Emerport?”