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Falling asleep.
Listening to my heart.
An incurable thrum meant only for her.
Chapter22
Gemma
Did last night really happen?
The rough love and tender kisses?
The dirty words and endearing truths?
It was all so wicked and divine, so impossible to believe, but once I felt the cool sheets in my grasp, I knew this wasn’t a dream.
Itwas real.
Wewere real.
I slowly found the courage to wake up, revealing the Manhattan sky, lit like an auburn fire settling on the white linen that wrapped around my body.
“You’re awake,” Alejandro marveled, gruffer with the first use of his voice. I glanced up, taking in his peculiar bedhead and thick, long lashes as he pulled me into his naked body.
“Have you been watching me sleep?” I asked, giddy at the thought, his hands caressing my arms like honey on porcelain.
He kissed my cheeks between words, his confidence hidden in the modesty of a whisper. “Watching you, dreaming of you, thinking about last night, and god, how bad Istill craveyou.” He reached below the sheets, drawing a line along my breasts and to the curve of my hip. Each touch reminded me that my skin was still naked and vulnerable to his command.
“Craving me? Geez, you must be so hungry then.”
“Starved,” he scooped me up.
I screamed in delight.
Alejandro flipped me onto my back, leaving me little room to resist, but giving me little desire to either. He stopped as my eyes went huge, his devout attention sinking into the center of my pupils.
“God…” he said above my lips.
“What?”
“Nothing. It’s just… you look so innocent. Just like when you followed me out of Gerard’s.”
“You mean when you stole my designs?” I laughed. “What choice did I have?”
“Your designs? I wasn’t stealing those. I was stealingyou.” His hips parted my legs, his body burrowing into a space almost too small for such a large man. “And then you smiled. I’m not sure if I could ever find the words to tell you how you made me feel that day… but I sure as hell can show you.”
The sheet slipped down as he tossed me further up the bed, exposing my breasts to his insatiable, lust-filled eyes.
“Let me feel you, the real you. No condom. Just the tip, that’s all I’m asking for, Papi.” I begged, freeing my hand to run my fingertips along his back. I knew it was dangerous to ask, but the risk of his cock fucking me bare turned like a spring in my stomach, his hard, red tip already brushing along my slit.
“Don’t taunt me, Gemma. You don’t know how fast I might come while I’m inside you… and Christ knows you couldn’t wash me away.”
“Who says I would? Now. Fuck. Me.” I surprised myself with the slight jut of my hips, accidentally pushing his erection into my pussy. “Just like that…” inaudible words perched from the back of my throat. I dropped my hips, causing his cock to fall out and onto my pulsing clit. I looked down at my wetness smeared along the top of his crown. Alejandro was so aroused, his dick brimming with precum. I rubbed it away, allowing its sticky slickness to part between my fingers before sucking it off, wanting more.
“Mr. Rivers!”A spry voice echoed along the penthouse, carrying up to our bedroom—his bedroom—from the foyer downstairs. My eyes widened as I tried not to laugh.
“Fuck…” Alejandro groaned. “It’s my scheduled room service.”
