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He crawls up my body, kissing his way until we are hip to hip. When he kisses my mouth, I taste myself on his lips and I don’t think I’ve ever felt closer to another human being as I do to him right now.
He rolls us over so he’s underneath me. His strong, long arms circle me, pulling me so close it feels like we’re conjoined. I rest my head on his chest and the beating of his heart drowns out the ambient noises of the neighborhood that seeps in through my partially open window. He runs his fingers up and down my spine. “You should try to sleep; it’s been a long day.”
I lift my head up in surprise and look at him. “Wait, we’re done? You didn’t finish . . .” I roll my hips so that his still erect cock glides in between the lips of my pussy.
“Oh, Luc.” He chuckles softly. “I’ll never be finished with you. But when I fuck you for the first time, I want you in my bed. You’re driving back to Malibu early, right? You’ve got a long day and that arm of yours has a few more days of rest due.”
I groan as I remember everything that’s waiting for me tomorrow. He rolls us so that we are lying side by side. He kisses me softly, and pushes the hair out of my face. He smiles roguishly. “I also need to go and stock up on condoms and lube because I’m a greedy bastard and I want to put my cock in every single part of you . . . your mouth, your pussy.” His hand runs down my back. “I want to fuck your tits and your ass.” He squeezes the ass he just spoke of and I shiver in anticipation. Not just from his words, but from the intensity in his eyes as they land on mine. They demand that I don’t look away.
His smile disappears.
“I’m going to take everything, Lucía. I’m going to fucking wreck you. But I’m going to give you everything I’ve got, too. Everything.”
I nod and wrap my arm around his waist. I look at him and let him see the excitement, fear, power and love that I’m feeling. “Fuck, yeah.”
26
Reece
Lucía’s looking at me like there’s an alien standing on her doorstep. I just drove down to Malibu after spending a whole week in Los Angeles. We’ve been talking every day, but my dad is still recuperating. Today, I’ve cleared my calendar. I decided to drive down early and wake her up.
She’s flushed and rumpled from her sleep. Her thick, chocolate colored hair is tousled. She’s rubbing the sleep out her eyes as she squints up at me.
She’s wearing a T-shirt that hits her right above her belly button. Her tiny shorts might as well be panties. She’s not wearing a bra and her nipples are hard underneath the strained, worn cotton of her T-shirt. They’re begging for my mouth.
“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” I stop to brush a kiss on the top of her head as I walk in through the door she’s holding open for me. She hugs me, but I give her a wide berth so she doesn’t feel how stiff my dick is. Then we’ll never get anything done.
“Uh, morning, Reece,” she says as she closes the door and follows me out onto her back deck.
“Yoga lesson, right?” I say casually. She’s standing there, blinking like a baby owl opening its eyes for the first time. She called me yesterday and I called her back, but kept it brief. I could tell she wanted to talk, but I was really focused on my to-do list so that I could enjoy today.
“Are you okay? Why are you blinking like that?”
Her frown turns to a smile. “Because, I’m tired, Reece,” she says through a yawn. She stretches, and takes a deep breath, “But I’m so glad we’re still doing this. I’ve missed us having this time together.” She looks up at me through her lashes, and a small, but happy smile adorns her face.
“I’ve missed it, too. The last lesson was a swimming one, so today we can do some yoga. You can’t use your arm properly, so you can show me stuff that doesn’t focus on them for support.” I walk over to the closet where our mats are stored and pull them out. “Go get dressed… unless you’re going to do yoga in those clothes.”
She flushes, and tucks a stray hair behind her ear. “Okay, I’ll be right back.” And then she starts to walks fast back into the house. “You need some help?” I ask her.
“No,” she snaps.
I’m chuckling as I watch her walk away, enjoying the sway in her hips. I have a plan for the day, and I want today to be perfect. I want to spoil her, let her relax and have a day of being together. And then tonight, I’m going to fuck her.
“Okay, I’m ready.” She walks back out and sits down on the mat I’ve rolled out next to mine. She’s wearing tight, multicolored yoga pants and a little sports bra. And that’s it. Her breasts are restrained, but just barely. The bra has these cords of fabric up the side and she’s got so much skin exposed to me that I’m tempted to suggest that we scrap yoga and just go back to bed.
“While I was changing, I was thinking. . .I can teach you one of the meditations I do to clear my mind and help me focus. I actually made it up, so it’s not proven on anyone other than me. You can modify it if you want, but at least you’ll have the basics down and be able to get a feel for meditation principles. And it will give my arm and hand a break.” She waves her bandaged arm.
“Does it hurt a lot?” I ask, restraining the urge to touch it.
She looks at it and sighs.
“Not like it did the night it happened. I’ve been keeping it elevated when I sleep so the swelling has gone down a lot. The stitches are dissolving.” She holds up her hand I can see the line of stitching in her palm.
“Okay, looks good.”
She looks straight ahead and stands up, putting her palms together in the first position of the Sun Salutations, signaling that the conversation is over.
I chuckle and follow her lead.
