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It’s evident in my touch and my voice.
My hand splays over his fingers while he cups my slit and gently massages my clit with the heel of his palm.
He moves slowly while I grip his touch.
“Don’t worry, baby. Just let me do it. All right…? You don’t have to do anything.”
I relax, relishing the rocking of his hips against my body.
He keeps his promise and doesn’t fuck me hard or put pressure on me. Our moods are different. It’s true. I’m more than done. Having multiple orgasms. Getting flooded by that sweet sensation when you want to cuddle up to someone and just fall asleep in their arms.
He is rock hard, and he’s been hard for some time.
Not finished, and he is eager to come––I suspect––yet he takes his time and slowly awakens my body.
At first, it feels like a soft tingle, and then I move his touch to my chest, and he uses both hands to knead my breasts while I prop my palms on the glass in front of me.
My eyes go to the view, his hand traveling to my slit again.
He moves his fingers around, stroking my clit, while thrusting into me.
He slides smoothly, giving me steadily growing pleasure.
“Let me turn around…” I say, and he leaves my body so I can face him.
Francisco is in the other room, getting dressed, while Kai walks out of the shower booth, wrapping a towel around his waist.
Alejandro lifts me, and I loop my legs around his waist.
The glass is cold against my back when he props me against the window.
We are so high above the water that the idea gives me shivers.
Kai moves closer while Alejandro holds me against his slow thrusts.
Kai searches my eyes and asks me one thing.
“Are you okay?” he murmurs, his eyes glinting.
“Yes… Yes, I am.”
I’m grateful he shows me a softer side of him. So I stretch my hand out to touch his neck.
Our eyes talk as he moves closer, doing the unthinkable. He kisses me while Alejandro holds me and fucks me.
And this turns my world upside down.
I don’t know why I feel that it connects me to him.
I don’t understand why I feel that longing in me, my chemistry changing for him.
All I know is that I want more of him.
He inches closer, moving to my side, and I hold his face with one hand while having my other arm looped around Alejandro’s neck, who watches us lock lips in front of him.
I don’t know what our hearts do in all this.
All I know is that it’s happening smoothly, as if we follow a well-rehearsed script.
