CHAPTER 40
Reyes busts in my mouth with his fingers tangled in my hair. I can taste myself on his dick as he fills me, and I groan my appreciation, knowing how the vibration affects him. Spurt after spurt of his heat, until I let a tiny amount dribble between my lips and drip down his cock in a beautiful, sloppy mess.
“Oh fuck, mami,” he moans when his cock goes still. I keep him between my lips. Knowing how sensitive he must be, I hum and gently suck until he pushes me away. “Please. I can’t take anymore.”
“You’re so pretty when you beg.” I sit up between his legs and make a big show of wiping my mouth.
Reyes slides one hand behind his head and stretches. I really don’t think he could be more beautiful than he is in this moment. With his arm flexing and his face soft with satisfaction.
“If I’m so pretty, then come down here and kiss me,” he says.
It’s getting late, and I’m eager to get out of this lingerie, but I can’t resist him. I sprawl in bed beside him, and cup his face in my hands. Taking a page from his playbook, I keep the kiss slow and easy, and I don’t pull away until we’re both breathless.
“Stay here,” I command and hop out of bed.
When I come back a few minutes later, his eyes are already closed. He’s completely naked on his back with one arm beneath his head, and I climb in beside him wearing nothing but his shirt.
“Mmm. Do you want me to go back to my room?” he asks without opening his eyes.
“I won’t hold it against you, if you do,” I say. “But I want you to stay.”
I wipe him clean with a warm towel that makes him suck in his breath.
“You look good in my shirt,” he says before I realize that he’s watching me. “I like that little set, though. Did you pack that just for me, mami?”
I toss the towel aside and snuggle against him. He pulls me close and runs his fingers through my hair, gently working through the tangles.
“You know it.” I kiss his smooth chest and drape one arm over his stomach. This isn’t going to be comfortable for long, and neither of us can afford to sleep with our arms in awkward positions. But for the moment, it’s too hard to resist the feel of skin on skin, the scent of his body, the steadiness of his breath. “Anything to keep you calling me mami.”
I roll onto my side with one of the spare pillows tucked beneath my leg. He curls in behind me, and I fall asleep with his laugh still rumbling through my body.