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Playfully, she tries to roll her eyes, but I can tell there’s some unsettled fire in them.
“Nadia?”
“Yes?”
Finally, she gave me her eyes. Heated, I lean back, taking in her beauty longingly. She doesn’t flinch. Not a bone in her body reads seduction. She’s getting used to my desire. I hope it’s not a bad thing. I don’t think it is, but there is something at the tip of her tongue she’s not ready to say.
“When you’re ready, you’ll let me know?”
“Joaquin, listen. My agent… never mind.”
On the table, I rub my thumb along her wrist. With a deep sigh, she turns her head at the pocket door. Instead of hearing her heart race, I watch her arm break out in goosebumps.
“Do you want to lie down?”
I study her pretty neckline, hungry to cover it with kisses. She gulps her drink, and midway through, it catches my eye. Immediately she spits up a drink with a side of laughter. I pull back from my chair to scurry for napkins. The humor she’s found releases my edge and sends me into a spiral of laughter.
“What? What is going on?” I toss a bundle of napkins onto the table.
From behind, I take a couple of napkins and tap Nadia’s upper chest dry. I smell her sunscreen mixed with her sunshine ocean aroma. I’m unsure if she knows how much her natural scent turns me on.
She latches her hands onto my wrists, keeping me behind her, my palms directly in front of her tender boobs. I cup them gently. Resting them there, I send a prayer her way. Asking God to keep her calm amongst her fears, thanking God for blessing me with her.
“Your eyes,” she snickers. “You totally read that I was going to gulp down my drink. I don’t know why it was so funny to me. Hell, maybe I just needed a good laugh.”
Slowly, I bend down to kiss the top of her head.
“Be easy. Remember, you can feel free to do what feels good. It’s okay to not do it all. No one is supposed to.”
She releases another deep sigh. Feeling her cool breath tickle my arms like a sweet breeze, I touch her breasts. She expels another breath. This one is lusty and steamy as the chair squeaks back. Rising, I step aside to touch her hand. Together, we walk toward the pocket door.
I undress her in the guest room. Sitting at the edge of the bed, she stands naked and vulnerable in front of me. I wrap my hands around her thighs and guide her forward. My mouth hovers over her navel, and I circle it with sweet kisses while she moans lightly. Her hands get lost in my hair until they tug at my ears once my mouth finds her sweet spot.
Juicy and fluid, my tongue flicks with tricks too powerful for Nadia to remain standing. I let go to spin her around and press her onto the bed. She scoots up so I can take up space with her. Once again, I take my mouth down south until she pleads with the help of her firm ankles wrapped tightly around my neck.
“I’m coming!” She yells as her body rocks up and down like a buoy in the water.
My head has no choice but to move with her. I regain control once she collapses, limp and extra tender from her orgasm. She wants to return the favor, but my cock yearns to enter her. It wants the wetness from her downstairs lips.
I hike her legs up, and with my knees against the bed, I pulse inside her. Tilted, she looks up with those pretty honey-amber eyes. Open and close, they sail between the two. Her breasts and their growing areolas stare up at me, moving in rhythm, brewing hot blood throughout my cock. She pants, and I murmur a series of moans I can no longer contain.
I need her to feel my passion; hold onto it as a new core memory of her existence. We are becoming one. There is one of us inside of her. This is happening. If she feels me the way I hope she does, she feels my love runs deep. Each stroke I give her is with love in mind. My body over hers pleads for her to know this in her heart because I have to say it.
“I love you.”
Her ankles around my waist tug at me.
She gasps, “I love you.”
My strokes slow down, allowing ecstasy to expand as I give room for her to feel the stream of cum sail out of me and into her. Gripping her hips, I hold her stiff in place so every part of me is kept within her walls.
“God, you’re all I need.” She whimpers as her legs loosen their grip.
Dear God, I hope she means every word she just said.
After a quick breakfast, I rush to open the shop. The day after the fourth is either hit or miss.
I’m surprised to see my first customer is my Dad. Usually, he’ll be off fishing today and pressuring me to close my store to go join him. He’d use his usual jargon to get me out of my duties. Maybe this is why he’s here. To lure Adam and me away, but I’m not sure he’s aware that the woman of his new grandchild is in the shower, cleaning the sweet love we made off her skin.
