Chapter 24 #2
I didn’t know what had gotten into her. She hadn’t had any more than two glasses of champagne, but I couldn’t say I hated it. I’d wanted her for so long, and it seemed like I’d finally get what I’d been praying for for months.
“Princesa, you have to stop touching me like that.”
“Why? Is it bothering you?” She whispered in my ear, and having her that close made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
She had moved her hand practically inside of my pants and was lightly scratching at my sides, making my eyes flutter closed. I groaned and took her hand out, kissing it. “No. It’s making me want to take you upstairs and rip that dress off.”
Luckily, everyone was too busy in their own conversations to pay attention to us. I was getting soaked and my blush was unmistakable.
Cara leaned closer and played with my ear before whispering, “Careful what you wish for, Vera.” She smiled before I grabbed her and kissed her.
She was walking a very thin line. I only had so much self-control, and the longer she touched me, the less of it I had.
The night was going to get cut short if I had anything to say about it.
She leaned back and I groaned, not ready for the kiss to be over. “Care to dance, darling?” she asked, loud enough where everyone could hear, as if she hadn’t just made me an aroused mess.
I smiled at the thought of dancing with her to this song. The song playing was a popular salsa style that I’d heard a few times. “Si, Princesa. I’d thought you’d never ask.”
“Excuse us,” I said to the table. I stood up and offered my hand. She took it and I pulled her closer to me, loving the little gasp it produced. I placed a gentle kiss on her lips before leading her to the dance floor.
There were a few other people dancing as well, but I didn’t pay attention to any of them. The only person I ever saw was Cara.
When we stopped, I grabbed her and pulled her closer to me. “You look absolutely beautiful tonight.”
She smiled and toyed with the hairs on the back of my head. “Thank you, Vera. I meant what I said to Kenzie. You look very sexy tonight. I’m obsessed with these suspenders. I keep having dirty thoughts of what I could do with them.”
Cara having dirty thoughts about any part of me was making my resolve crumble every minute I was close to her.
I gathered myself and led her into our dancing.
The beat of the song was fast enough that I started salsa dancing.
I tried to incorporate the same moves from our dance in Fairview, hoping a little dance down memory lane would help things.
By the look in her eyes, she noticed. Her eyes got darker and her breathing had picked up slightly.
One of the moves had our bodies flushed together and I could see her reddened cheeks.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t also affected by our dance.
My shirt was thin and I could feel her chest pressed up against it.
My heart was racing out of control and I forced myself not to lean in and kiss her.
As desperate as I was, I wanted her to want me just as bad.
I got my wish because she gripped me by my suspenders and fused our mouths together, closing what little distance we had. I groaned into the kiss, giving it everything I had. It was a short kiss, but it was passionate and filled with so many feelings.
She broke the kiss, panting. She licked her lips and shook her head. “?Ay dios mio! You really know how to make a girl wet with only a kiss.”
Fuck me! She could not say something like that and expect me not to lose it. “You’re walking a thin line, Cara. I can only be respectful for so long when you say things like that.”
She smiled. “I thought you said you’d let me take charge. You know, show you what you’ve been missing?”
She was toying with the buttons on my shirt and as put together as I appeared, inside, I was melting. I could act tough all day long, but as soon as Cara looked at me, or smiled, I’d crumble for her if that’s what she wanted. I was so pathetically hers, but I didn’t care.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. “Then take charge, Cara. Show me exactly what I’ve been missing. Because if you don’t, I will.”
“I’m about to do something wreckless, aren’t I?”
I lowered my voice. “God, I hope so.”
We stared at each other for a moment longer, neither of us saying a word. After a few more seconds of intense gazes, she pulled me in and kissed me.
I loved when she took charge like that. It didn’t happen often, but it set my whole body on fire when it did. It proved to me that it wasn’t all in my head. That the attraction I felt wasn’t only one-sided.
She kissed me so fiercely, it was like she was claiming me with that kiss. Like she didn’t have me already. Like every single cell in my body didn’t belong to her by now.
She bit at my bottom lip and I wanted to crumble in that moment. I let out a soft moan and felt her smile into the kiss.
She broke the kiss and I cursed under my breath. We had to get out of there, or at least I did. I needed to take care of the building ache between my thighs.
“Take me upstairs, Vera.” She said it like she was trying to come off demanding and seductive, but her red cheeks and heavy breathing gave her away. I could tell she was nervous.
“Are you sure? I know what I said earlier, but if you don’t—”
She cut me off with another kiss and I could feel my knees starting to shake. What the fuck was wrong with me that I was getting weak in the knees from a kiss? Perhaps it wasn’t the kiss, but the woman who owned the kiss. The woman who owned me.
She nodded, bringing her bottom lip between her teeth, making me groan. “Yes, Vera. I’m sure. Please take me upstairs so I can finally fuck you.”
Without another word, I grabbed her hand and headed back to the table to say our goodbyes and get her purse.
We walked up to the table to everyone looking at us inquisitively. Did they know where we were going? What was about to happen? Did I care?
“We’re going to call it a night, ladies. Drea and Blair, thank you for letting me be a part of your big day, and congrats again.”
Cara whispered something to Blair, whose eyes caught mine. She smiled, but gave me a look that said to take care of her best friend. Like I’d do anything else.
Drea looked at me with a cheeky grin. “Of course, Vera. We’re glad you could be here. Sleep well.” She winked.
Cara grabbed my elbow and wrapped her hand around my arms. I smiled at her faint squeeze of the muscle there. I’d be utilizing them later. “Oh, she will. Love you, dolls.” And with that, Cara led me away from a cackling Drea and her fiancée.
We hadn’t even made it to our room yet, and I was ready to take her in the elevator. She was taking charge, and I didn’t think I could’ve waited a second longer. I was getting so worked up and she hadn’t even touched me yet.
But that was always how it was. One look. One lick of her lips, and I was gone. She didn’t know it, but she owned every part of me.
I was going to let her take control, but not yet. As soon as the door to our room was shut and locked, she was against it, the dress already coming off her shoulders. She worked my vest off and grabbed me by my suspenders to bring our bodies closer together.
After a few more ravenous kisses, she broke us apart and looked at me. I wasn’t sure what she was looking for. If she was looking for a hint that I didn’t want this, she’d never find it. I’d always want anything with Cara.
“You’re perfect, Vera.” Her voice was so soft, her touch so gentle, I had no choice but to believe her words.
She shook her head. “Shit.”
I nodded. “Si. shit.”
What else was I supposed to say in that moment? Was I finally going to have what I’d been begging for for months?
“I need you out of this, Vera. Can I?”
I nodded, letting her take control like she wanted to. Our first time was me showing her what she’d been missing in life. Tonight, she was showing me what I’d been missing.
She slowly undressed me, starting with my suspenders before unbuttoning my shirt. She stopped when my bare chest was exposed, not able to keep her eyes off it. It was nothing special, but with the way she was looking at it, I felt perfect.
“Good God.” She lowered the shirt off my arms until I was standing before her, topless.
I reveled in the fact that she was speechless, but I didn’t say anything either. I let the heat coursing between us fill the room.
She pulled me closer from my belt and undid it before sliding my pants down my legs and I was standing there in only my boxers. They were navy blue, of course, and fit like a second skin.
“Shit,” she said before she kissed me.
I had enough. I lifted her up and pressed her against the wall, feeling her legs wrapped around me as we kissed. She felt so perfect.
“Fuck, Vera,” she moaned.
I turned us around and carried her to the bed before I laid her on it, slowly lowering myself to make my way down to take off her underwear. I heard her intake of breath when I got near her pussy and I licked my lips.
“I’m desperate to taste you again, princesa. To feel you clench around my fingers. To taste you when you come.”
I took off her underwear and threw it somewhere in the room. Not caring where it landed. She looked just as perfect as I’d remembered and I went to devour her before she sat up and shook her head.
“Me first. I’m in charge, remember?”
I frowned. I’d never had anyone do that before, and I wasn’t sure how it was going to go. I was usually the giver in my relationships or hookups. “Cara—”
“Boxers off, Vera.”
Fuck me! I never wanted to take charge again. If I could’ve heard Cara be so demanding all the time, I would’ve died happy.
“?Mierda!” I all but whimpered before I did as I was told. “Whatever my woman wants, she gets.”
“That’s right. And right now, she wants to taste you.”