Chapter 19
I wake up to a soft touch on my cock. I lie still, trying to figure out what's happening, and realize it's Lola caressing me, kissing my neck. I whisper.
“What a nice way to wake up.”
She smiles.
“It's still the middle of the night. I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. I need a distraction.”
“Mmm, and I'm this distraction?”
“At least you're the most pleasant one.”
I kiss her, and she swings one leg over me, straddling me. I notice she's already naked from the waist down.
She kisses my neck, rubbing against me. The feel of her body against mine turns me on fast. I pull off the top of her baby-doll and caress her breasts. She moans and leans over me, bringing her nipples to my mouth.
I grab her ass with both hands and suck her breasts, grinding her against my cock. I'm already dying to get inside her. She looks at me.
“Can I sit on you now? I really want to.”
“Go ahead, Lola.”
She pulls off my pajama pants and climbs back on top of me. She grabs my cock, guides me to her entrance, and I feel how wet she is.
I push into her slowly, feeling her pussy mold around me. The sensation is unlike anything else. I've never felt this way with anyone—only with Lola.
Our chemistry is perfect. When I'm all the way inside her, she rocks forward and back. I help her along, gripping her ass again. She moves with hunger in every motion. She looks into my eyes.
“This feels so good, Lorenzo.”
“Yeah, it does. I love doing this with you.” She grinds and I moan. “Fuck, Lola, that's so good.”
She grabs my arms and moves faster, kissing me. I feel her body shudder. Lola collapses on top of me, still moving, moaning loudly. She bites my shoulder, and the moment she does, I explode inside her too, pressing her body tight against mine.
She sits up and looks outside, then screams.
“Aaahhh, my God.”
She scrambles off me and wraps herself in the blanket.
I look at her, startled.
“What is it, Lola? Did I hurt you? What happened?”
“There was someone out there.”
“What?”
I get up naked and walk to the glass wall to look outside. I don't see anything.
“I saw him, and when I screamed, he ran off. It was a man.”
“I can't believe it. How did he get in here? Are you sure it was actually a person? It's still dark.”
“Of course I am.”
I grab my pajama pants and pull them on. She asks:
“Where are you going?”
“I'm going to check outside.”
“No, don't.” She jumps out of bed wrapped in the blanket and grabs me. “Don't go. We don't know who it is. What if he's armed or something?”
“I'm going. I need to see who has the nerve to come in here like this.”
“Don't go. I won't let you. Please, I don't want to be here alone.”
“Stay here, Lola. I'll be right back.”
I go to one of the drawers, grab a gun, and hand it to her.
“What's this?”
“If anyone shows up, you shoot.”
“No, Lorenzo.”
“Shhhh. Sit on the bed. Lock the bedroom door. I'll be right back.”
I head out and check around the property, walking through the key spots. I don't find anything. But this raises a red flag. I need to stay more alert.
I head back to the house and enter the bedroom. Lola is on the bed, eyes wide. I lie down next to her and pull her close. She looks at me.
“Are you sure you can't see in here from outside?”
“I'm sure.”
She clings to me and cries.
“I was so scared.”
“Calm down. I'm here. Nothing's going to happen.”
It takes us a long time to fall asleep. I keep thinking about who would have the audacity to set foot on my property.
Tomorrow I'll check the outside cameras and see who it was. I'm going to find him, and if he doesn't have a damn good explanation, he's a dead man. I'll rip his throat out.
***
As soon as day breaks, I get up. I watch Lola sleeping like an innocent angel. I'll check the cameras once she wakes up—they're in another location, and I'm not leaving her here alone, not after someone managed to get onto my property.
I head to the kitchen to make coffee while I wait for Lola to wake up.
I fry eggs and bacon, make black coffee and juice.
I hear footsteps and turn around. She's standing in the doorway with her arms crossed, smiling.
It's the most tempting sight in the world—her legs bare, my oversized shirt on her, her breasts pressing against the fabric.
I walk over and pull her to me, kissing her. I look into her eyes and say:
“Will you be mine forever?”
She pushes me away gently and heads toward the table, saying,
“What do you mean, Lorenzo? Out of nowhere?”
I look at her, and just imagining that Lola won’t want me once we leave here makes a rage rise up, heating my face.
She sits down, and I take the bench across from her.
“Out of nowhere, Lola? We’ve been sleeping together for days now and that’s nothing to you?”
“That’s not what I’m talking about, Lorenzo.”
“Then what is it?”
She lowers her head, wringing her hands.
“You could have any woman you want—the most beautiful, the richest, whatever. Why would you choose me to be yours forever?”
I give her a serious look.
“Because I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you, and it wasn’t the day I picked you up at your house as payment for your father’s debt.”
I caress her face, tuck her hair behind her ear.
“I saw you before that, at the traffic light where you sold flowers. Ever since that day, I’ve been crazy about your eyes, your mouth, your smile.”
I caress her eyes with my fingertips, trace her lips.
She shifts, gently rubbing her face against my hand.
“Really?” she whispers, closing her eyes.
“These days with you have shown me you’re the one I want. And after holding you in my arms, I don’t want any other woman in my life, Aurora—only you.”
She smiles, a bit embarrassed.
“Are you sure about this?”
She looks into my eyes.
“I’m absolutely sure.”
Lola stands up and sits on my lap, kissing me. The moment I let her go, I catch movement outside, behind some foliage. I jump to my feet.
“Lola, stay here and don’t leave until I get back.”
“Where are you going?”
“To take care of something.”
I head to the bedroom, grab a t-shirt and my gun, then leave, locking Lola inside the house.