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As the moments pass between us, I wonder if I said too much, but as Eset smiles, my worries are eased. “I feel the same. I can see myself falling for you one day too. It’ll take some time, but I think we have a good thing started.”
“So do I.”
“So, your father really doesn’t think you have anything to do with Lu?”
I shake my head. “No, he hasn’t given me any indication that he feels like we’re associated with her death. I think he believes it’s Alejandro, honestly.”
“Hmm, that could buy us some time to sort out our other issues,” Eset says as she places her hand on her chin.
I start up the car and head out of the parking garage. After we pull out onto the street, Eset and I head a few blocks away and then stop at a vintage café Eset said she’d like to go to. It’s a cute little place, and Eset’s smile spreads to her eyes. You know when you can tell someone is super happy? That’s how I can tell Eset is right now.
We get some coffee, have a couple of sweets, and then take a walk around London. We end up doing some shopping, and then we head back to the Dorchester. Finally, we get back up to the penthouse suite that Eset has for the next few days, and Goran is on the outside of the door, at his usual posting.
Eset goes right up to him, and I notice a slight smirk dragging across his face. The more I spend time with this dude, the more I don’t like him. I don’t know what it is about him, but I just can’t tolerate his behavior. Deep down, I know there’s something he feels toward my wife.
“Goran, I need you to reach out to our connections and see if there’s any word on Meryem’s whereabouts? It’s been ages, and I’m growing a bit anxious. We should’ve been able to find her by now. In fact, it’s been far too long.”
“Yes, Miss Eset,” Goran states but looks right at me. The bastard knows exactly what he’s fucking doing.
“Perfect.” Eset opens the door, and I walk in behind her.
“I can’t stand him,” I grit out as the door shuts behind us, and Eset chuckles lightly.
“He’s of no threat to you. I assure you. Half the time, I can’t even stand him.”
“Then why does he work for you?”
“It’s hard to find loyal people. Goran’s worked for my family for many years.”
“Your family or your father?” I question because what she and her brothers were discussing earlier begs the question of who is actually loyal to them and who isn’t.
“There’s no way Goran would go against me like that. No possible way. He might be a bit odd and ogle a bit from time to time, but otherwise, he’s harmless.” Eset’s really going out of her way to make me feel better.
Eset turns around and faces me, closing the distance between the two of us. She takes my hands and plants them on her ass. “Goran isn’t the man who gets to do this,” she takes my hands and drags them up her small frame until they’re palming her smaller breasts, “or this.” Eset then stands on her tippy toes until her lips are a mere inch away from mine. “Or this,” she says as she presses her lips against mine.
I pull her closer to me and kiss her luscious lips. She kisses me back with such fire that the connection between us is undeniable. How the two of us didn’t kiss while we were discussing getting married is beyond me. We’re attracted to each other, and man, I don’t have a doubt in my mind that our sex life is going to continue to be great.
While Eset and I are kissing, she drops a hand between us and nervously palms my cock through my pants. Fuck, I’d never be able to tell she doesn’t know what she’s doing. I’m happy to be her test subject as she learns everything there is to learn about having sex and exploring pleasure.
She continues rolling her palm against my hard length, and my balls tighten up. I need to be inside her tight pussy again. I help Eset strip off her power suit, and then she helps me shred every article of clothing off my body, piece by piece. We end up dashing into the gold ensuite bathroom attached to the bedroom, and I position her in front of the mirror. “I want you to look at yourself as I fuck you. I want you to see how beautiful you are,mi amor.” My cock is hard, standing at attention, and I take my hand to spread her lips. Her entrance is a beautiful, light pink color, begging for me to fill it up.
I slide my cock deep inside her, slow at first, so I don’t hurt her. I know she has to be feeling some sort of discomfort from how much we fucked last night, so I’m going to go slow at first. I plant my hands on her hips and rock in and out of her perfect pussy. Her walls tighten around me, and she moans as I pick up my pace.
“That’s it,” I tell her while I slide one hand up her torso, gliding it over her breast. I tweak her nipple, and her pussy grows wetter. Fuck, I love that I’m the first man who’s ever laid any hands on her. The fact she was a virgin is even more of a turn-on, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Mmm, Santos,” Eset moans, leaning down further, giving me a deeper position inside her. I know it won’t be too long before I’m blowing my load inside her again. She’s so tight and wet that I find it difficult to hold it back. I’m fighting the intense urge to let go of my release. I need to hold my release back until she finds her own.
So I keep going, fighting the urge over and over again. Over time, Eset grows wetter, and her walls tighten even harder, and I know I’m going to explode. She begins moaning louder, and I know she’s hitting her breaking point. She’s right on the brink of an orgasm, so I ram into her tight pussy harder than before, and an overwhelming sensation shoots through my cock. I lose myself deep inside her as my seed fills her up. Still, I keep pumping over and over again, dragging both mine and her orgasm out as much as I can.
Fuck, I can see Eset being the mother to my children.
I can see myself fucking her over and over again through the years. Knowing she was a virgin until she met me is just the icing on the cake.
Chapter Twenty
Eset
I think if I told anyone I was a virgin before I married Santos, they’d immediately call me a liar, especially with the chemistry the two of us have. I honestly didn’t think we were going to be jumping on each other any time we got the chance. But our connection is growing day by day. Even when we were first discussing getting married, I knew I could at least tolerate him. Then, the more we’d been in touch, the more I could see developing a strong friendship with him, and now our connection has surprised me in the best of ways. If it weren’t for Santos trying to protect me, I doubt I’d feel so comfortable with him.
