Chapter 18
EIGHTEEN
Oro
There’s no air in the room.
No sound.
No light.
There is only her. My Starlight.
In a rush of desire and need I’ve tried so hard to keep pushed down, I slam my lips to hers.
Teeth clashing and tongues fighting to get deeper in each other’s mouth.
My hands pull at her clothes. They are off before I even have a chance to realize what I’m doing.
“?Estás segura?”
“Yes… God, yes.” She mutters before she shoves her hands under my shirt and pulls it up. I back up only slightly, letting her get it off me.
Before the fabric even has a chance to hit the floor, I’m lifting her up off the ground as she wraps her legs around my waist, and I’m rushing backward, pressing her body against the wall. She grinds her body against me, and it drives me wild.
“That’s what I want. Give me all of you.”
“You have it. You have all of me,” she whispers just as she pulls her lips away from me for a second.
There’s no time for talking, no time for second guessing. I drag my lips from her mouth to the side of her neck and suck hard there. She pushes her hands up into my hair and yanks on the strands as her entire body shakes and trembles under my touch.
I feel my body tightening and hardening underneath her core. Every nerve ending in my body feels like it’s on fire.
Somehow, she manages to skirt her hand down the front of my body. I’m not sure how she maneuvered it, but I gasp and growl hard when I feel her fingers graze just the very tip of my cock.
Just that one touch is about to throw me over the edge.
About to unman me. I’ve spent a long time thinking about the different ways I might be able to ruin her.
Now I have my chance, but I don’t want to ruin her just to do it.
I want to ruin her so I can have her all for me. We can be broken together.
I pick her up higher where she can’t get her fingers on me. I don’t want this to be over so quickly.
I don’t move my mouth from her though. I can’t get enough. Now that I know she wants me as badly as I want her, I want to have every inch of her under my tongue.
I lick and suck on her nipples until she’s banging her head against the wall softly, I’m hoping from the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy I’m giving her.
“More, Santi. It feels so damn good.” She whimpers, and I double down on my efforts. I live for the way she moans my name. The way she whimpers and whines.
The power it makes me feel like I have over her is intoxicating.
A power she freely gave. That she trusts me with.
I move from side to side, making sure that both of her breasts are properly worshiped.
I could stay here forever if she wanted me to.
My mind replays how she responded to me last night at the party.
The way it only took the slightest pressure to bring her to the edge.
Based on the way she's acting right now, I can tell that she's right back on that edge.
I want to push her off. I want to watch her float in the release that I'm able to give her. Freedom.
“I need you, please. Don’t make me wait.
” She begs, and it’s almost as if I don’t have a choice.
My feet are moving in the direction of the bed before she has the chance to get the full statement out of her mouth.
I drop her on the bed, and the both of us get busy getting the rest of our clothes off.
She lays on the bed, waiting for me to join her. I hesitate for a second. Not because I want to make her wait but because I want to remember every moment of this. I want to commit every curve on her body to memory.
“Oro…” she whispers, a little confused about what’s taking me so long. It’s clear that I’m more than ready to go. I’m hard and leaking for her.
“No, that’s not my name. You know me. Say my name, Starlight,” I correct her right away.
“Santi. Santiago.” She breathes my name, and it’s almost like she’s breathing the life back into me. All the shit I was worried about before. The need to be seen, the anger I felt trying to be seen as equal, all of it vanishes in that second.
I don’t need anyone else to see me. Just her. I need her to see me the same way that I see her.
“Estrella,” I mutter before I fall down on top of her. She catches me and holds me close, opening herself up for me.
I position myself between her legs, notching the head of my cock against her folds.
“Mírame,” I order, and her eyes flutter open.
I want to see this. Want to remember this feeling.
Slowly, I slide just the head inside of her. That sensation alone is enough to make me want to come. She’s tight and warm. Fucking perfect.
“Oh God. Give me more. Please, Santi. Ohhh…” She moans softly, her breathing erratic and her body still trembling.
I push in further, going halfway, letting her body adjust to me.
The hum of passion in the air becomes overwhelming. I want to make this good for her. Want her to be glad that she chose me.
I’m not going to have much control soon.
I thrust fully into her, and her back arches up off the bed.
“Ssss… perfect.” She hisses as I slide back and forth against her, my hands roaming around her body, squeezing and holding her against me.
The sound of our bodies slapping against each other echoes in my mind, heightening the intensity I’m already feeling.
“Dios, ayúdame,” I whisper a prayer, hoping she doesn’t hear me.
“You don’t need it, Santi. You’re there. I’m so fucking… oh God.” She gasps, and I feel her body detonate around me, her walls closing around me like a vice grip so strong it takes my breath away.
“You’re going to be the death of me. I fucking know it.” I groan and grab hold of her neck, lifting myself up so I can pound into her from a different angle.
“Santi. Santi. Santi.” She says my name like a prayer.
I thrust nearly violently into her, letting all my emotions flow right into her. The bed bangs against the wall, adding to the soundtrack of our lovemaking.
She wasn’t lying. Just as I find my rhythm, I feel her body start to tighten again. She’s close again even though she just came. I’m going to get her there again.
I’d like to think that there was no way she’d be able to fake this, but I’ve been wrong before.
“Starlight?” I question.
She must know what I’m thinking.
“Only you. You’re the only one able to do this.” She nearly wheezes through the hold I have on her neck.
“Shit.” The reassurance drives me wild, and any hope of being able to make this last drifts away.
She cries my name, a primal sound that connects with the deepest part of me.
My eyes roll back as I feel her insides clamp down on me again.
If I could make her do this over and over again for as long as I live, I would. I’d die right here between her legs if I had the option.
All sense of time escapes me as I focus on making her feel good. Somehow I’m able to hold back my own release for much longer than I thought possible.
Estrella comes so many times that by the time I flip her over to take her from behind she can barely keep her legs under her. I have to hold her midsection to keep her in the position that I want her in.
I smile like the Cheshire Cat when I’m finally presented with Estrella’s round ass. Most of my teenage fantasies featured this beautiful ass.
I slide back inside of her and watch as my cock disappears inside of her.
I slam in and out of her, having to keep a strong hold on her body in order to keep her up. She whimpers something I don’t understand, and when she reaches up to grab hold of my hand it tips me over.
Every muscle from my thighs to my back tightens so hard it feels like a rubber band about to break.
“Starlight! Fuck!” I roar as I pound into her one last time, watching the jiggle of her ass take the brunt of my punishing thrust.
I come so hard and so much I swear I flooded her insides.
Both of us collapse on the bed, and she has to wiggle her shoulders to get me to slide off her so she can breathe properly.
I can’t move.
Nothing on my body works right now. I don’t think I’ve ever been this spent.
This spent and completely at ease.
I never thought I could be at peace like this, or that Estrella, the one woman who I thought I hated, would be the one to bring that peace to me.