32. Chapter 32
Chapter 32
Watching Lehra fall apart was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. And yes, she was my Lehra, not Lena right now. I wanted to give her this fantasy, and I was definitely letting a darker side of myself show, but in my head I knew I couldn’t think of her like some random stranger I’d picked up in a bar.
She was the woman I loved, and I had to keep my wits about me and make sure not to hurt her. Because it would be so easy to lose control, especially given what we were about to do.
Lehra told me once she wasn’t very experienced with anal but that she wanted to try it with me. I’d never betray that trust, so I had to make this good for her.
Though she was the most important thing, my motivations weren’t entirely selfless. I was hoping that if she enjoyed having my cock inside her ass, she would let me do it again in the future. Because, dear god, I knew she was going to feel amazing around me. She had the tightest little hole I’d ever felt, and there’s no way I wouldn’t be addicted once I’d had her.
My dick protested when I withdrew from her and rolled her over onto her back. Her pretty eyes were drowsy, lips curved into a sated smile. Despite the mess I’d made of her makeup and the strands that had escaped from her sleek ponytail, she was still the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen.
I pushed a sweaty lock of hair from her neck. “You were amazing, sweetheart. Do you need a break?”
She bit her bottom lip and shook her head. “No, I need to make you feel good.”
Popping one eyebrow, I wryly replied, “You sucked my brains out through my dick earlier, Lena. Anything else is just icing on the cake.”
She giggled, the happy sound making me smile. “Do you still want to… you know…”
“Fuck your pretty ass?” I inquired bluntly, and she nodded. “I’m going to assume that was a rhetorical question.”
“Do you want me to turn over?”
I stroked my hands up and down her thighs and shook my head. “No, we’ll do it like this so I can watch your face.”
She reached up and cupped my cheeks, her thumbs rubbing over my dimples. “I want to watch your face too. I kinda like it.”
Dammit, the feelings this woman gave me were like nothing I’d ever experienced. My chest felt full and light at the same time. Reaching for the bottle, I lubed up my erection as she watched. Then I reached for the plug, looping my finger in the handle.
“Take a deep breath and then let it out.” As soon as she exhaled, I pulled the toy out and tossed it aside. Hopefully it had stretched her out enough to take me, though I was a couple inches longer. Grabbing a couple pillows, I wedged them beneath her lower back and butt to adjust her to the perfect angle. “Pull your knees back against your chest,” I ordered, and she did. “Have you ever done it like this before?”
“No, just from behind.”
“I think you’ll like this position because I can do this.” I picked up the rose-shaped clit stimulator and licked it, coating the ruffled surface with my saliva before holding it against her pussy. When I turned on the suction feature and moved it around until I found the perfect spot, she gasped at the sensation.
“That’s… ohmygoddd,” she moaned, drawing out the last word.
Holding the pink toy against her clit, I fisted my cock with my other hand and brought the head to her tiny back hole. “Relax for me, cari?o.” Then I pushed forward until my tip was inside her, holding still when she winced. My thumb hit the rose’s button to increase the suction, and Lehra’s mouth dropped open.
“Ohhh, that’s good.”
I took more and more of her with slow, gentle movements, pausing occasionally to give her time to adjust. Finally, I was all the way inside, and the feeling was fucking exquisite. She was squeezing me so tightly, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.
Tipping my head back, I groaned, “Ahhh, qué rica, mami.”
“God, you’re sexy,” she croaked out, sliding a hand up and over my abs. “This feels really good.”
My eyes dropped to where we were joined, and the sight of her asshole stretched around my girth had me gritting my teeth so hard, they would probably be mere nubs tomorrow.
Look away before you nut ten seconds into this, dumbass. I lifted my gaze to her face and was mesmerized by the raw ecstasy I saw there. Lehra stretched one arm over her head, clutching the covers in her fist as she began to pump her hips.
“You like having my thick cock up your ass, don’t you, bebe?”
“Yesssss. You’re so big, but I love it.” Her pretty pink lips parted as she pressed her head back into the pillow, exposing her slender neck, and I bent to run my tongue up one side and down the other. “Rider,” she whimpered, “I never knew it could feel this good.”
“Fuck, sweetheart. That makes two of us.”
Working my way down her chest, I took one of her rosy nipples between my lips and sucked. Her back lifted off the bed and she clutched at my hair, holding me to her when I switched to the other.
“Suck me harder,” she begged, twisting her fingers in my hair. I applied more suction and allowed my teeth to graze across the diamond-hard peak, smiling around her tit when she groaned her approval.
I felt like a professional multitasker with my cock in her ass, my lips around her nipple, and my hand holding the rose between her legs. But to see her like this, in the throes of ecstasy, I would have grown more hands if I could.
Her overstimulated body writhed beneath mine, thighs trembling as she neared her completion.
“Does it feel good baby? Do you like me filling that ass up?”
She nodded, tugging on me until I pressed my lips to hers. She was bent completely in half as I held myself up on one arm and plunged in and out of her, feeling my own orgasm approach.
Flicking the sucking toy up another level, I mumbled against her lips, “Come for me, mami. Let me feel you clamp down around my dick.”
In the next second, I lost the ability to breathe when Lehra cried out my name, my real name . “I’m coming, Cruz. Oh god, so hard.”
My balls cinched up against my body, and I buried my face in the pillow beneath her to muffle my roar. After one more hard thrust, I found my own release, spilling myself inside her warmth. I pulled the rose toy away and dropped to both forearms, my muscles weak from exhaustion and the intensity of my orgasm.
When air finally found its way back into my lungs, I pressed my forehead against hers. “I know this was supposed to be a one-night stand, but I think I might just keep you, Lena.”
She smiled, and it practically lit up the dim room. “I might just let you.”
We sat in the long white bathtub, facing each other with Lehra’s legs draped over mine. “You okay, baby?” I asked, massaging one of her feet.
“Mmmm, yes, especially with you rubbing my feet like that,” she groaned, staring up at the ceiling with a satisfied smile on her swollen lips. “They’re sore from those damn shoes.”
I kissed the spot just beneath her toes. “Why did you wear them? It wouldn’t have hurt my feelings if you’d worn something more comfortable instead of the ones I sent you.”
“Because they were so pretty,” she gushed and then waved a dismissive hand at me. “It’s a girl thing.”
I dug my thumb into the arch of her foot, and she let out a low, sultry hum, making me have some pretty unsavory thoughts, even though my penis should be satisfied for at least a week after tonight. But that shady bastard was apparently greedy, especially where Lehra was concerned.
“Well, I wouldn’t have cared if you walked around barefoot.”
She laughed, scooped up a mound of bubbles in her hand, and blew them at me. “I can’t believe you like bubble baths.”
“Correction: I like a bubble bath with a gorgeous woman.”
“You do this often? Bathe with your lovers?”
“Actually, you’re the first.”
“Bullshit,” she retorted. “Why?”
I leaned forward and kissed her ankles before starting on her calves. “I didn’t want to. I’ve showered with women, but I’ve never taken a bath with anyone until the mermaid thing with you.”
Lehra tickled my ribs with her toes. “Awww, I popped Cruz’s bathtub cherry. They say you never forget your first.”
Laughing, I tugged her until she was straddling my lap. “I don’t think we have to worry about that, Tink.”
Her hands cradled my face as we stared at each other. “Your eyes are so pretty. Do your siblings have blue eyes too?”
Talk about a complicated question. And answer…
“Actually, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about that.”
“About your eyes?” Lehra asked, eyebrows inching together.
“About… some things.” I’d spoken with Paul about this, and he was totally fine with me sharing my parentage with Lehra.
“Okay.” She kissed my lips softly. “You can tell me anything.”
The blood hummed in my veins, a combination of nerves and relief at finally telling someone my secret. “Okay, here goes,” I rushed out. “I found out after Papa died that… he’s not my biological father.”
Lehra’s eyes popped wide, and she instantly wrapped me in a hug that I wanted to last forever. “Oh, sweetie. That must have been so hard to find out.” Her soft hands stroking my neck calmed me, making it easier for me to spill the story.
“That’s the reason I came to New York. I found some letters between my father and… my other father.”
She sat up, keeping her hands on the back of my neck as her gray eyes searched mine. “They knew each other?”
“After the fact. Many years ago, my mother worked here in New York and got pregnant. I don’t know all the details because I haven’t spoken with her about it yet. I’ve just pieced together details from the letters and from talking to my biological dad.”
“You found him?” her voice was incredulous.
“Yes, it’s… Paul Bouvier.”
A myriad of expressions flashed across Lehra’s face. “Oh my… your eyes… and his eyes. And that means… oh my god. Auburn. And Monty. And holy shit. They’re your brothers!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at the choppy expression of her realization. “They are.”
“Wh-what do they think about it?”
My face creased into a wince. “We haven’t told them.”
Anger colored Lehra’s cheeks. “Is Paul trying to keep you hidden from them?”
“No, no, not at all,” I assured her, rubbing my hands up and down her back. “He wanted to tell them immediately, but I’ve been reluctant. So much shit has gone down in the past couple years. I didn’t want to add to the drama.”
“And you’re worried how they might react,” she said—a statement not a question.
The corner of my lips twitched. “Yeah, maybe a little. We’ve decided to tell them after Kassie and Monty get married.”
Her face softened. “I’m so happy for those two. It was cool getting to watch him propose to her after so many years.” She leaned forward and pressed her lips to the spot just in front of my ear. “You are an amazing man, Cruz. Monty and Auburn would be honored to have you as their brother. Don’t be afraid.”
God, I fucking love this woman. Her incredibly sweet heart, her compassion, the way she knew what I needed to hear before I even realized it.
“Thank you, Tink. I think it will be okay.”
“It will be more than okay,” she whispered, nuzzling into my neck and warming me from the inside out. “You and Monty are already like brothers, and you seem close with Auburn too.”
I chuckled. “Yeah, he was a harder nut to crack, but he does already treat me like part of his family.”
She leaned back so she could look at me, and I immediately missed the closeness. “So how exactly did this happen? Your mom getting pregnant by Paul Bouvier?”
I raised one eyebrow. “Well, you see, little Lehra. When two people really, really like each other, they lie down in a bed, and the man puts his—”
“Stop it!” she giggled, smacking the back of my head. “You know what I mean.”
“I do. So my mom was the nanny for the Bouvier family. Apparently, Chloe Bouvier was a… not very nice person even back then. She left town when Evie was a baby, and Paul ended up filing for divorce. He’d started developing feelings for my mother.”
“So Monty wasn’t born yet,” Lehra mused.
“Right. Chloe was pregnant with him when she left, but Paul didn’t know that. And he made sure to let me know that he filed for divorce before he and my mother… got together.”
“But why didn’t you know about Paul until you were grown?”
“This part is kind of convoluted. Chloe came back and told Paul she was pregnant. She threatened to take the kids to Europe to live with her family if he went through with the divorce, so he was torn. He really loved my mom, but he couldn’t lose his kids either.”
“Oh my god, that witch!”
“Exactly. And back then, custody usually went to the mother, so he was pretty much screwed. He went to my mom’s apartment to tell her about everything, but when he arrived, her cousin who lived next door told him Chloe had fired her, and she left town.”
Lehra covered her mouth with her hand. “Did she know she was pregnant with you?”
I shook my head. “No, this was literally days after Mama and Paul were together.”
“Your poor mom,” she said, her eyes thoughtful. “Do you think Chloe threatened her or something and that’s why she never told Paul she was pregnant?”
“Probably. My dad told Paul that she wouldn’t talk about it, but she seemed scared of that evil woman. ”
“And how did your fathers get in contact with each other?”
“Paul hired a private investigator to find my mother, and then he showed up at our house. And there was this little blue-eyed boy staring back at him.”
“Wow, that must have been a shock. How old were you?”
“Six. My mother told him to go the hell away, but he and my dad stayed in contact.” I told her about the letters and how Paul stayed in my life from afar.
Lehra’s eyes filled with tears. “That’s such a sacrifice he made.”
I nodded my agreement. “We’ve grown really close the past couple years. Paul is an amazing man. Like I said, he wants to shout it from the rooftops that I’m his son. I’ve been the reluctant one.”
“Now that Chloe’s dead, what’s the harm?”
“That’s my thought too. We’ll wait till after the wedding, and also I want to talk to my mother about it.”
“How do you feel about her keeping your paternity a secret all these years?”
“I was… not really angry. More disappointed that she lied. But as I talked more with Paul, I understand better now. She was doing what she had to do, and she and Papa were wonderful parents.”
“They must have been to raise such a good man.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me. “Who happens to be pretty hot too.”
My cock perked up in interest when Lehra pressed her tits against my chest. “Well, enough about all that,” I told her, standing with her legs wrapped around my waist. “If I only have one night with the beautiful Lena, I don’t want to waste any more time.”
I didn’t even bother drying us off, instead lying her on the bathmat and making love to her wet body until we were both spent.