What Happens in Paradise (The Love Hotel #2)

Chapter 26

26

JASMINE

This couldn’t be happening.

I couldn’t believe Bob had got drunk or stoned or whatever he was and couldn’t drive us home and that now I was at a hotel.

With Alejandro.

Where there was only one room left.

And we both knew what that one room meant there would only be one bed.

We were fucked.

Bad choice of expletive, but accurate.

After the way we’d been bumping, grinding and kissing today, there was no way we’d be able to survive being in such close proximity together all night, never mind sharing a bed without fucking.

Kissing him and dancing provocatively was one thing. Screwing was a whole different ballgame. There was no going back from that.

Earlier, I’d yearned for him. When he’d said he wanted to bend me over and fuck me right there, part of me wished that he would’ve. I wanted him to show me all of the things he’d dreamt of doing to me.

But that was the rum talking.

I mean, yes, of course, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still want that. But we can’t have everything we want, can we?

We’d had a great time today. I’d already crossed too many lines with Alejandro and now it was up to me to make sure things didn’t go any further.

First up on the keeping things strictly professional from now on agenda should be not sharing a room.

‘We will take the room,’ Alejandro interrupted and I swallowed hard. ‘Is that fine for you?’ He turned to face me.

The truth was, no. It was definitely not fine. Not because I didn’t trust Alejandro, but because I didn’t trust myself.

I’d just tried giving myself the pep talk to keep things professional, but it appeared to have gone in one ear and out the other.

I knew we absolutely shouldn’t spend a night here together in one room, but right now, we were fresh out of options.

Even if I was in England or Spain, two countries I’d lived in for years, I wouldn’t feel comfortable flagging down a random taxi driver in the middle of the night to drive me three hours away. So there was no way I was going to do that in a country that I barely knew.

Unfortunately, Alejandro was right. Staying overnight in this hotel really was the most sensible option.

‘Okay.’ I nodded reluctantly.

As I handed over the company credit card and we filled out the paperwork, I told myself that I was probably overreacting.

Despite joking about it before, I knew Alejandro was a gentleman, so I was sure he’d volunteer to sleep on the sofa and offer me the bed.

Plus, with all the dancing we’d done today, we’d be far too tired to even think about doing any horizontal gymnastics.

I took the keycard and we headed to the room on the ground floor. Although the hotel couldn’t compare to the Love Hotel, it seemed clean and pleasant enough. The hallway leading to the bedroom had brown tiled flooring and plain white walls with various paintings lining them.

‘So I will sleep on the sofa,’ Alejandro said, breaking the silence.

‘Thank you.’

See. Just like I thought. Everything would be fine.

I tapped the keycard on the door, stepped inside, then slid the card into the holder on the wall. The lights came on and as I took in the room, my stomach lurched.

‘Where’s the sofa?’ I said, my voice filled with panic.

‘Looks like there is not one here.’ Alejandro’s face fell. ‘The receptionist did say that the room was smaller than their normal ones.’

He was right. She did say that. I just hadn’t taken that to mean this small.

The small double bed almost took up the whole room. That was how tiny it was.

‘This isn’t good,’ I muttered.

‘I can sleep on the floor if you are not comfortable sharing the bed.’

‘Thanks, but no. Your back will be killing you tomorrow.’ I couldn’t do that to him. It wouldn’t be fair. ‘We’ll just have to… share the bed. Look, I know things got heated earlier, but it’s best if we draw a line under it. We shouldn’t take things further. We should just go straight to sleep.’

‘ Vale ,’ Alejandro said. ‘Do not worry. I will keep to my side. I am not a teenage boy. I can control my urges.’

‘Me too,’ I added. ‘I mean, not the teenage boy bit, but you know, controlling my urges. I’m sure there are extra pillows in the cupboard. We’ll just put them down the centre of the bed. To avoid any body parts touching.’

‘You mean, like they touched on the dance floor for most of the night?’ Alejandro raised his eyebrow.

Touché .

‘We’d had a lot to drink. And at least we had clothes on.’ I attempted to make sense of my comment. ‘This is different.’

‘Of course.’ Alejandro nodded.

‘I’m going to the bathroom.’ I left the room, closed the bathroom door behind me then exhaled. This was going to be difficult.

Luckily, the hotel had vanity kits with toothbrushes and toothpaste, so once I’d brushed my teeth and washed my face, I returned to the room.

Alejandro awkwardly shuffled past me to the bathroom and I used that opportunity to take off my dress. Obviously, I didn’t have any nightclothes to change into, so I’d have to sleep in my underwear. My dress wouldn’t be comfortable. I’d make sure that I wrapped the white bedsheets around me multiple times though to create an extra barrier and avoid my skin touching Alejandro’s.

After diving under the sheets, I remembered I was supposed to get extra pillows to put in the centre of the bed. I leapt out from the covers and raced over to Alejandro’s side to the dark wooden wardrobe.

There were no pillows inside, so I could only assume they were in the cupboards at the top.

Just as I stretched up to try and reach, I heard the bathroom door open and Alejandro returned to the bedroom in just his boxer shorts.

Oh. My. Good. Lord.

What was that saying? He looked like a snack?

In this case, Alejandro didn’t just look like a snack; he looked like an all-you-can-eat buffet.

My eyes roamed over his chest, then lingered between his legs.

‘You want some help?’ he asked, breaking me out of my indecent thoughts.

‘Yes. Please.’

He came and stood beside me, reached up, pulled down two extra pillows, then handed them to me.

Our eyes locked and my whole body tingled. Our faces were only inches apart and the bed wasn’t that much further. It would be so easy for us to accidentally fall onto it. And for Alejandro to accidentally thrust his dick inside me.

A fresh wave of tingles raced through me. I attempted to tell my body to calm down, but I could feel my resolve weakening.

‘We should…’ I tilted my head towards the bed.

‘Sleep?’ Alejandro said. It was almost like he wanted to know whether I wanted something else to happen.

Of course I did, but I wouldn’t let it.

‘Yes. Sleep!’ I broke the spell then returned to my side of the bed where I quickly climbed under the covers, then positioned the two pillows in the centre of the bed.

Given how small it was, that didn’t leave much room for movement, but it’d be fine.

Once Alejandro had climbed in the bed, he turned off the light. I felt him moving around a lot, trying to get comfortable.

‘Do you mind if I…’ He wriggled again. ‘With the pillows, I do not have a lot of room. Perhaps I can turn them onto their side, instead of laying them flat?’ he asked.

‘Okay. Go for it,’ I said.

I felt the pillows move. Alejandro put them on their side, but the one he’d positioned lower down immediately fell over. ‘I’ve got it!’ I reached out for the pillow and repositioned it, but it fell again and when I tried to retrieve it, my hands landed on something hard.

‘Fuck.’ Alejandro groaned. ‘Your hand. It is on my cock.’

‘Oh shit!’ I leapt up, yanking my hand away. ‘I’m so sorry! I was just trying to… the pillow.’

‘I wish I could say that I was sorry that you touched me, but I am not. I wish you would do it again,’ he growled.

This was the point where I was supposed to say something along the lines of don’t be ridiculous! And rehash the same spiel about it not being a good idea, blah, blah, blah . But I was exhausted . Tired of trying to keep things professional. Tired of fighting my feelings for this man.

I’d tried everything I could to stay away from him.

I’d tried doing the right thing. But it was as if the universe was deliberately pushing us together.

All this torture and denying myself a little pleasure wasn’t good.

There must be loads of studies that prove that when you deprive yourself of something you want, it only leads to you wanting it more, right?

A friend of mine went on a diet and when she finally caved and allowed herself a slice of cake, she ended up binge eating the entire cake in one go and then licking every single crumb off the plate. But I reckoned if she’d allowed herself a little taste of dessert heaven every once in a while, her actions wouldn’t have been so extreme.

I’d deprived myself from having sex for too long.

I’d deprived myself from enjoying Alejandro for months when it was obvious we were both desperate to get naked together.

And let’s be real. We’d already spent most of today with our tongues down each other’s throats and dry humping, so we might as well go all the way.

We were away from the resort. No one knew us here. No one would find out.

Fuck it.

‘Like this?’ I lifted my hand up and moved it back to where it was a few moments ago. Right on top of Alejandro’s long, thick and now very erect dick.

‘ Dios mío! ’ Alejandro groaned.

‘Do you like that?’ I gripped him tighter, then worked my hand up and down his length.

‘Like?’ he said. ‘Jasmine, there is not a word in the dictionary that will explain how amazing it feels to have your hand on my cock. But I need to make sure you understand what I would like to happen now. I would like us to fuck.’ He growled. ‘You are fine with this?’

‘Yes,’ I said, sliding my hand down inside his boxer shorts so that I could grip his firm dick. All that fabric was getting in my way. ‘Let’s fuck. But just for tonight, okay? Once we go back to the hotel tomorrow, we go back to being colleagues.’

‘I…’ He hesitated. I slid my hand up and down his length again and he groaned.

‘So?’ I asked.

‘You already know I want to fuck you. I just want to make sure you are sure.’

‘I’m sure.’

The words had barely left my lips before Alejandro threw off the sheets and we both tossed the pillows in the air and off the bed.

After climbing on top of me, our mouths fused together and we kissed each other hungrily, like it was the first time all over again. As our tongues flicked against one another, I reached for Alejandro’s boxer shorts and started tugging them down. He pulled away.

‘Not yet,’ he said, then leapt up and switched on the light.

I squinted and was going to protest and suggest we do it with the light off, but then he dragged me to the edge of the bed, slid off my knickers, then knelt down on the floor in front of me and spread my legs.

‘ Dios mío , Jasmine.’ He shook his head in disbelief. ‘I knew your pussy would be incredible, but it is even more beautiful than I imagined. That is why I turned on the light. I needed to see you bare. And I want to see your face when I make you scream my name.’

Before I even had a chance to register everything he’d just said, Alejandro buried his face between my legs and licked me slowly, from my clit down to my entrance.

‘Oh, Jesus!’ I cried out. My hips rocked upwards and a bolt of lightning rocketed through me.

Alejandro flattened his tongue against my clit then lapped against it. Every stroke sent a new wave of desire shooting through my veins.

‘Fuck.’ He lifted his head. ‘You taste like the most exquisite dish on the menu.’

Alejandro returned to lavishing my pussy with attention, circling my clit with laser-sharp precision, each lick threatening to set off my orgasm. How had I lived on this planet for almost forty years and not experienced pleasure like this before?

Any man that had ever bothered to eat me out had either done it reluctantly or lazily, making it feel like a chore. But Alejandro? He was licking and now sucking my sensitive nub like it was a Michelin-starred meal that he couldn’t get enough of.

‘More. Please.’ I reached for his head and pushed it deeper into me.

When he thrust two fingers inside me, I cried out with ecstasy.

‘Oh God, I… I… can’t,’ I panted, pushing his head into me again as I felt the wave building inside me. ‘I’m going to… I… I…’

Alejandro picked up the pace, pumping his fingers in and out as he circled my clit faster.

This felt so good, I didn’t want it to end, but I was powerless to stop it. My orgasm ripped through me like a tsunami. Every atom of my body came alive. The sweet sensations travelled at lightning speed from the tips of my toes up all the way up to my brain, which I was sure had just short-circuited.

‘Oh fuuucckkk!’ I screamed so loudly, anyone would think I was being murdered. But this wasn’t pain I was feeling. It was the most incredible pleasure. ‘Oh God, Alejandro.’ I lifted my hips off the bed and squeezed my eyes shut. ‘Alejandro… fuck!’

As my hips crashed back on the mattress, my chest heaved and my heart raced.

Wow.

I had no words.

Best. Orgasm. Ever.

Alejandro stopped circling me and slid his fingers out; I instantly missed feeling them inside me.

When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw him licking his fingers and groaning like he was devouring the most delicious sauce.

‘You even taste incredible. I could eat your pussy all day,’ he growled. ‘But right now, I need to fuck you. I need to feel what it is like to be inside you. Please Jasmine.’ His face looked pained.

‘Do you have a condom?’ I asked.

‘Sure.’ He rushed over to his rucksack. His dick strained against his boxer shorts, causing them to tent.

Seconds later, he was back in front of me. He went to pull down his shorts, but I leapt up.

‘Please.’ I reached forward. ‘Let me.’

I’d dreamt about this moment for so long, I wanted to savour it. I peeled his shorts down, oh so slowly and when his dick sprang free, my jaw dropped.

‘Jesus!’ I gasped. I’d felt him hard when we’d danced and knew he felt big, but nothing could’ve prepared me for fully erect Alejandro .

His dick was long and thick. I wasn’t sure how all that was going to fit inside me, but I didn’t care.

I grabbed the condom from his hand, slid it over his length, then laid back and admired the god standing in front of me.

‘So you are sure you are fine with this?’

‘I appreciate you checking, but I’m sure. So just in case it’s not clear, put your dick in me right now. Please ,’ I added, not recognising myself and how I’d just spoken to him.

‘You asked so politely.’ He smirked. ‘So how could I refuse?’

Alejandro straddled me before lining his dick up at my entrance then slamming inside me.

‘Oh God!’ I cried out again.

‘Should I stop?’ he asked.

‘No!’ I gripped his arse.

Alejandro slammed into me again and this time, I was more prepared. As he pumped in and out of me, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. The sensation of him filling me up was… mind-blowing. The deeper he thrusted, the more I wanted.

Our bodies moved perfectly in sync and just as I thought I couldn’t feel any more turned on, Alejandro leant forward and started sucking my nipple. My back arched and arousal rocketed through me.

No way.

There was no way this man was going to make me come a second time. And so quickly? It was impossible.

As if he heard what I was thinking and wanted to prove me wrong, he brushed his thumb over my clit and started stroking it.

He did not come to play.

My hips bucked upwards and Alejandro pummelled into me again.

‘Are you close?’ he panted as I looked up at him.

God, he was beautiful. His sculpted, golden chest glistened with sweat and if he hadn’t turned my body into a volcano, I would love to lift my head up and lick it right off him.

‘Yes,’ I said, struggling to speak.

‘Let go. Come for me, Jasmine. I do not know how much longer I can last. You feel… incredible.’

He picked up the pace, fucking me, harder, faster whilst still circling my clit and then it happened again: the wave started building with me and I felt the explosion.

‘Oh, oh, oh… my… Ale… jandro!’ I screamed like a wild animal. Just as I collapsed on the mattress, his body stiffened and a loud grunt flew from his mouth as he thrust: once, then twice, before he emptied himself inside me then stilled, his chest crashing on top of mine.

Our bodies heaved against each other, slick with sweat.

Neither of us spoke for what must’ve been several minutes. We couldn’t. I was too overwhelmed.

I was trying to get my head around the fact that not only had I had sex with Alejandro, but that he’d given me not one, but two orgasms in one night and what I knew without any shadow of doubt, was the best sex of my life.

Eventually, Alejandro pulled out, then lay beside me.

‘That was…’ He smiled, then shook his head. ‘Wow. Fuck!’

‘Yeah.’ I ran my hand over his chest, still not quite believing that we were here, naked after he just fucked my brains out. No wonder I was finding it impossible to string a sentence together.

‘Any regrets?’ he asked.

‘No,’ I said quickly.

I knew that answer was irresponsible. I should regret it. Right now, I should be worrying about the consequences of what we’d just done. But that wasn’t what I was thinking about.

Right now, only one word came to my frazzled head. A request that came straight from between my legs.

And that word was: more .