Chapter 38

Chapter Thirty-Eight

VERA

One of my favorite things was waking up next to Cara. I loved hearing her morning voice. I loved the slow and sensual way we touched each other. At night, we had sex but in the morning, we made love.

We hadn’t said those words yet, but I couldn’t have felt anything else but love for her. She was the first thing I thought about when I woke up, and the last thing I thought of when I went to sleep.

I made sure every word I said, every action I took, showcased just how much of my heart belonged to her. I didn’t want her to ever question my feelings for her.

I didn’t question her feelings for me, but I didn’t want to rush her. I knew she cared for me, but I also knew how scared she was to show anything more. But that was okay. I had all the time in the world. I’d wait for her to catch up.

Another one of my favorite things was walking into the kitchen and seeing her wearing one of my shirts. I loved her in anything she wore, but there was just something about seeing her wearing one of my plaid shirts with nothing underneath.

“Isn’t this a good morning?” I said, not hiding the way I was staring at her legs. There was something about a woman and her soft long legs that had me cursing to myself, but Cara’s? They were a gift to this world.

She grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and turned around when I spoke. “Good morning, baby. You scared me. I was just about to make breakfast.”

I walked up to her and took the water bottle from her. Her appearance combined with that term of endearment had me wanting something you couldn’t get from the fridge. “I’ll make breakfast. After.” My voice was low and hungry.

That was the only warning she got before I lifted her up and turned her around, placing her on the counter.

“Vera!” she squealed. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like, princesa? I’m starving. What did you expect to happen when you walk around my kitchen, wearing my shirt?”

She smiled. “I was hoping for exactly this.” She took my lip between her teeth and I groaned.

“Good. Now lay down. After all, breakfast is the most important meal of the day.”

I lightly pushed her down so her back was flat against the counter and pulled her closer to the edge.

I spread her legs open more and peppered her thighs with kisses, causing her to shiver.

“So reactive already,” I teased.

I continued kissing my way to where she needed it the most, but spending more time around her center. I was desperate for her, but I also wanted her to squirm a little.

“Vera,” she whispered. I looked up to see her biting her lip, eyes closed and looking so damn sexy.

“Yes, princesa?” I slowly circled her clit, feeling how wet she was and groaning.

“Please,” she begged, pushing her hips onto my fingers.

I smiled and did as I was told, lowering my mouth to her clit. I flattened my tongue and took one long swipe from her clit, to her entrance, causing a delicious shutter from her.

After a few more licks and moaning from Cara, I turned my head so that our lips were parallel with each other. She gasped and I could feel her getting wetter. I grinned with pride. I had a feeling she’d like that.

“Fuck! Vera. Oh my God! Whatever you’re doing, please don’t stop.”

I had no intention of stopping. I’d keep going all day if she’d let me. If she was the only meal I was allowed to have for the rest of my life, I’d be plenty nourished.

I started sucking her clit as I inserted a finger inside her. It went in without any issues and I pumped a few times before adding a second.

Her back arched and I knew she was getting close, so I slowed down, feeling her squirt just a little as she was reaching her peak.

“Please, Vera. I’m so close. Please.” She was so cute when she begged.

I decided that I needed her to come for me just as much as she needed to, so I thrusted inside her harder as I licked and sucked her.

She cursed and moaned and wrapped her fingers in my hair. We made eye contact and holy hell it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.

Her eyes were dark and she was licking her lips and I had to reach down my boxers with my other hand and come with her.

I was so wet and she was so close that it took no time at all before we were coming together.

She slammed her eyes shut as I drank up every drop of her orgasm, and I came harder with every taste.

After she was done, I slowly dragged my fingers out before sucking them clean. I needed more of her, but I knew we didn’t have time.

I sat her up and just looked at her, in complete awe of what I was seeing. Her hair was sweaty and parts were sticking to her face, but she was smiling and her face was glowing red.

I brushed a stray hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. “Why don’t you go get cleaned up and I’ll cook a proper Mexican breakfast, princesa."

The way she looked at me could’ve had me dropping to my knees at her feet. I was so in love with this woman. There was no other way around it.

“I love you.”

It was a whisper on her lips. Barely audible but I heard it, I know I did. I waited to see if she’d cover her mouth or play it off. Anything to tell me she didn’t mean it.

“Must’ve been quite the orgasm.” I laughed nervously. I didn’t know what else to say or do. I didn’t want to say it back and embarrass myself. It had to have been from her coming down after sex. It had to have been.

She laughed softly, her eyes still never leaving mine. “It was, but I’m serious. I’m in love with you, Vera. I know, it might be too soon, and you don’t have to say it back—”

I silenced her with a kiss. There was no way in hell I’d let her get another word out thinking I didn’t love her right back.

“Of course I love you. I’ve been in love with you for a while, I was just waiting for you to catch up.”

She rolled her eyes and tried to push me away, but I wasn’t going anywhere. “I won’t lie. I’m scared about what the future holds, but I know I’d regret it if it didn’t involve you.”

“Stop! That was so fucking adorable! And I know my future has you in it, darling. Whether we are together or not. I’m not getting rid of you.”

She grinned. “Not a chance.”

She headed to get cleaned up and I watched her walk away. She loved me. She actually loved me back. What a great start to my day.

I washed my hands and cleaned the counter before I started making breakfast. It was a simple meal, but it was a staple in the Rojas household. Huevos rancheros, or eggs and tortillas. Corn, not that dainty, flour shit.

I’d just started cooking the eggs when she came back, no longer in my shirt. She now had on her sexy dark blue blazer and matching pants set that I loved so much.

“Fuck that’s sexy.” I groaned.

She laughed and came over to me, wrapping me in her arms. “Yes you are. I wish I didn’t have to work. We could stay in all day and make messes all over the house.”

“Ay dios mío, woman. Don’t tempt me. Sit down, breakfast is almost ready.”

She sat down and I handed her a cup of coffee. She inhaled the cup and smiled before taking a long sip.

“Delicious. And if you say ‘yes you are,’ so help me!”

“Psychic. But it’s true.” I winked.

I plated our breakfast and brought it over to the island, sitting next to her with my own cup of coffee.

“It smells incredible. Thank you.” She kissed me before digging into her food.

She rolled her eyes and moaned at her first bite and so help me God, I was about to take her again. I didn’t think my need for her was healthy. It was twenty-four seven at this point.

“Oh, before I forget, we should go to the bookstore tomorrow. It’ll be the last time I can go until I get back.”

Her grin had me suspicious. “I think we can do that. Why do you look like you’re up to something, though?”

“Well…. Remember when we went hiking, and someone thought it was a good idea to bring out my competitive side? It’s time to pay up, my love. Tomorrow you’re getting all dolled up for a trip to the bookstore.”

“Tomorrow? Oh, shoot. I just remembered I need to repaint my driveway. Another time?” I asked, trying to get out of going to the bookstore. I was very confident she’d lose that bet when I came up with it. And honestly, I hoped she’d forget about it. Clearly, I underestimated her.

“Nice try. Tomorrow, babe.”

I groaned. I guess we were going to the bookstore tomorrow. Great. “Tomorrow.”

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