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His lips twitch and he lifts himself on his tiptoes to press his nose to mine. “We aren't home yet.” His tongue swipes over my lips and my cock jolts between us. I swear he tricks my body into thinking it's half its age.
“No, we aren't,” I reply, pressing my head to his and breathing in the mint left over on his breath from earlier.
“Does that mean you'll shower with me then?”
I press a chaste kiss to his mouth, my lips tingling as I pull away. I can tell if my mouth stays too long on his, I will easily become addicted. Just because he feels like mine in my heart doesn't mean he physically can be. I do know one thing though: I can never touch anyone ever again. It won't be enough for me anymore and it wouldn't be fair to the other person or me. But sneaking around and remaining behind closed doors won't be fair to him. He deserves more. He deserves the whole fucking world, but I can't give him that right now, not without signing my own death warrant.
“Okay. Everything we do together tonight, it can't ever leave this hotel room. You understand?”
“Si,” he rasps. “Now how about you come and examine me this time. Don't want me getting gangrene, do you?”
I laugh, brushing my nose to his one more time before stepping back. “Definitely not.”
I tape up the bandaged wound to prevent it from getting wet and follow him into the bathroom. His phone rests on the sink, vibrating against the white marble. He swipes it open and I peek over his shoulder, my blood going cold when I read the message.
Dave: You still want to meet up tonight?
Enrico: Can't. Out of town.
Dave: When you get back then?
I rest my hand on his shoulder, my fingers squeezing tightly. “Who's Dave? New friend of yours? Still meeting with strangers?”
He sets his phone down and stares back at me. “I've needed something else lately. More than a few fingers in me.”
Pressing my front to his back, my cock digs into the top of his leg. “Is that right?”
“Yes.” He gasps as my hand grabs his fully clothed cock.
“Then get it from me.”
His eyes close and he moans as I tug at him, slipping my other hand inside the back of his underwear. “What if after having it, I can’t ever go without it again?”
I pause, stilling my hands. My heart cracks as his sad eyes stare back at me in the mirror. “I don't think I could have you only once, Fernando. Not just here and now.”
I don't think I'll be able to go without more of him either but we have to learn to. I slip my hand out of his pants and drop both arms to my sides. “Then we'll have to just wait until we find another reason to share a room without anyone suspecting we're doing anything more than sleeping.”
He turns around to face me. “It doesn't have to be in a bed. You can be inside me anywhere. In the back seat of your car. On my dad's desk when he's out of the office, and even in the warehouse where my sister tried to kill me. No one ever has to suspect we're doing more than handling business matters.”
Oh, why does he have to tease me so much and make me want things I shouldn't. I don't think I'll ever be able to remove the image of me spreading his legs on his dad's desk from my head now that he’s put it there. I cup his cheek in my hand. “You know that's all too risky. It only takes one person to see us, some asshole with a camera ready to ruin us both. For now, we'll have to leave this here.”
Nodding, his hand covers mine. “Then make it hurt.”
“What?” My eyes widen and I draw my hand away from his.
“Make me not like it as much. Cause me pain while you give me pleasure. Then maybe I'll be able to go longer without it.”
My cock twitches and I lift my hand and wrap it around his neck. “Pequeño,I don't think you know what you're asking for. I might not be able to hold back if you don't set a limit.” What happens if doing what he asks only makes me want it more? I've heard him hurt and feel good before. What if the combination wakes up something inside me I've been trying hard to forget? I've never allowed Enrico to see too much of that side of me. Offering people only a small taste has always had them backing away in fear.
I kept it hidden from my wife because I didn't want the love in her eyes to ever lessen. Am I really ready for Enrico to resent me? No, but it's safer than him loving me.
His shoulders sag. “I do, and I always have the traffic colors in case I need you to stop. Give me everything. Don't hold back on me. Please, Ferny. Hurt my body so I can be distracted from the ache in my heart.”
My chest squeezes and I rub my thumb over his chin. “Okay, but only because it's what you need.” And because my heart breaks every time I say no to you.
Eleven
Enrico
