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Without breaking our kiss, he plucks my drink from my hand and I hear the clank of glass as it lands on the table.
His hands come up and cup both of my breasts. I’m braless under my shirt and he takes my nipples in between his fingers and squeezes, rolling them as he does. A moan floats out of my mouth in a sigh that’s more like a hallelujah. I’ve ached for him all day, for his touch, the pleasure and the pain and I’m dripping wet already thinking about what’s to come. I writhe in his lap, dropping my legs so I’m straddling him, sliding back and forth on his rock-hard cock.
I stand up and turn to face him, and drop to my knees.
He drops his head back in anticipation, puts his hand in my hair and caresses it absently. The sounds of the city are muted now and my mind focuses on the task of unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. My mouth waters in anticipation. I bend down and place my mouth on the tip of his head that’s already protruding from his briefs. I swirl my tongue over it and he hisses as his hips thrust up.
I use my hands to pull his briefs down, taking him deeper into my mouth as I expose him. He hits the back of my throat and I feel the sting of tears as my throat protests. I pull my mouth up, running my tongue along the underside of his length until I reach the tip. I suckle it.
“Lucía, baby. Yes,” Reece whispers as his fingers wrap themselves in my hair and he starts thrusting into my mouth. I put my hand between his legs and cradle his balls, I rolls them in my fingers and Reece moans and then says, “No, stop.” He lifts me to standing and yanks my pajama bottoms off and then yanks me back on his lap. His cock slips up and down in between the desire-drenched folds of my pussy and he reaches to the table for the lube and the dildo. He mumbles into my neck in between kisses, “I want to put this in your ass.” My thighs clench. “You ready for that?”
“Reece, I want you in my ass tonight. I’m ready,” I say insistently, knowing that he wouldn’t need much convincing.
“You don’t need to ask me twice,” Reece says. He’s already lubing up the pucker in my ass, pushing a finger, then another inside to lubricate and stretch me.
My hips start rolling, my pussy clenching eager to be filled. When he picks up the dildo, I startle a little “I thought you said . . .”
He kisses me to silence me, and with his tongue slicing through the last of my wits, I forget about the dildo and feast on the meal this man is feeding me. And then I feel it, the co
ol, plastic, dildo pushing into my pussy. I bear down on it and let go of the remnants of the day’s stress. He pushes it in to the root and then leaves it there.
I contract around it enjoying the sensation it causes as it rubs against the bundle of nerves deep inside me. And then he shifts me, grabs his cock and lathers it in lube. He lifts me up and positions his cock at the entrance of my ass and says, “You’re driving, let me know if you want help.” I feel the broad tip of him at my pucker and I look at him as I lower myself onto him. The sensation is indescribable. It hurts, but in a way that is exquisitely delicious. I slide lower, slowly. My eyes closed, trying to focus on all of the sensations assaulting my body right now. I don’t even hear the street noise. I hear only my blood rushing as my heart works to pump blood to the places that are demanding it.
I feel his cock rub against the dildo as I take more of him inside me. This is peak pleasure. I grunt as I finally sit down fully, resting my ass on his thighs. I feel impossibly full. My pleasure is tinged with a trill of fear that this might be too much. Can a body handle this much bliss?
“Lucía, my God. I . . . you’ve got to move.”
I start to rock my hips, lifting and then coming back down to take him again. I grunt at the effort I’m making and Reece’s eyes open.
“You can take it, baby.” He squeezes my ass and dips his head to pull my nipple into his mouth through my shirt. The hot wet recess of his mouth sending sparks of electricity straight to my core.
“Reece, it’s too much. I can’t.” I moan as I feel something flip inside, it’s the beginning of an orgasm, but it’s from a place inside of me I’ve never felt.
“Too much? It will never be enough, Lucía.” And then he starts to thrust his hips upward. I cry out from the powerful tremors inside of me. My thighs start to shake so badly that I have trouble balancing myself. Reece’s arms band around me. I reach between us and touch my clit and as soon as I do, I explode. Reece’s arms tighten as I shudder my release, one that feels endless and threatens to overwhelm me. I feel like I’ve been shot from a catapult and am hurtling through space and time, completely untethered. Caged in the arms of the man I love, I find a new kind of freedom.
Reece’s rhythm falters as he starts to make slower, more powerful thrusts inside of me and then, he’s groaning into my neck, grinding up into me.
Fifteen minutes later, we’re showered, and in our hotel bed. One hand is holding mine under the covers, the other is stroking my hair as we both start to drift into sleep.
Reece mumbles at the edge of sleep and wakefulness, “You make me so happy, baby. Thank you for this trip, I know what a big deal it is.”
“I’ve had the time of my life,” I whisper back.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” And then he yawns and squeezes my hand.
And just like on every other night I’ve spent with him, I fall in love, at a thousand miles an hour, all over again.
35
Reece
We’re having dinner with Lucía’s entire family tonight. Well, the ones that live in California anyway. All five of them. It’s inconceivable to me, even as an only child, that she has such a small family and just a couple of friends. My extended family is huge—I have cousins, aunts, uncles. Even my parents’ close friends are more like family. And I have a good group of friends. I feel a pang of pain as I remind myself that part of the reason her family is so small is because of me. I realize how alone she’s been until now.
We stand for seconds that feel like minutes, on the doorstep of her uncle’s house. I stare at the nondescript door that fits in with the nondescript house, in this nondescript neighborhood. I look down at Lucía. She looks calm; chin up, eyes on the door, a sweet smile on her face. Only the death grip she has on my hand tells me that she’s anything but. I give her hand a return squeeze and she glances up at me and gives me a self-deprecating smile.
“Sorry. It’s just that I haven’t seen them in so long.” She loosens her grip on my hand. “At least we’re not going back to that house,” she says with a shiver. “I have such bad memories.” She looks around the stoop, taking in the house. I clench my jaw to keep from asking why the hell we were even here. I don’t know if I can sit politely in the same room with people who I know treated her unkindly. We were supposed to be going to her mother’s, but she called this morning and asked us to come here instead.
She told Lucía that she wanted me to meet everyone. And my girl couldn’t say no to her mother; and, here we are. I would have liked this first meeting to be just us, so I could say the words of apology I needed to say to her mother privately. I’ll have to find a way to pull her aside when the opportunity presents itself.
