Chapter Fifteen
Selena
I opened my eyes and listened. I could hear him breathing in my ear.
I certainly was not used to waking up like this.
He was cradling me in his arms as he spooned my body.
I never allowed any man to sleep with me for the entire night, even ones I cared about.
I would leave their place and never stay the night.
I just didn’t trust any of it, even when the man was not from the Dark Life.
Carlos wasn’t any man though. In many ways, he was like me and he understood me like no other could. He’d lived the life I had. On the very edge of darkness and death. All while hiding our real selves, so we wouldn’t be killed for being weak.
Yes, that was how you operated in a dark world.
Now we found each other and we were about to try to do the impossible. Correct an injustice. Find these two kids and take them to their real mother. All for the love of Alex.
“Well, hello there beautiful,” he whispered to me.
I smiled. “Hola Carlos.”
“It is very early,” he commented in a drowsy voice.
“Si, I think it is. We need to be dressed when the two amigos arrive at our door.”
“You mean the two love birds?” He snickered.
I snickered too. “Bien… that is a good one.”
“They wouldn’t appreciate it.”
“I know they looked very unhappy last night.”
“Well, I would love to get up. But I need some deep, dark cafe or I cannot do anything.”
“We have in room coffee but it is probably horrible. Maybe we can take a shower together and then—”
Bolting up, he stood from the bed then scooped me into his arms and swiftly headed to the shower.
He’d moved so fast as I wondered what happened to the, ‘I cannot wake up without the cafe’ line. “What the…?”
“Me and you naked under the hot steam? I am awake and ready for that.” He carried me into the bathroom and set me onto the counter by the sink.
I laughed as his unwoke self had disappeared to be replaced by this happy, eager man.
“A huevo, I will be wide awake when I can see my Warrior Princess in all her soapy glory.”
I stared at him. This man still surprised me on a constant basis.
I saw no cartel man here. No killer. All I saw was a warm person who made me smile all the time.
It even made me forget who I was. Almost. It would be hard for me to shed The Blade and still be a whole person.
I wasn’t sure how to do it. Or if I could do it.
Turning the shower on, he tested the water with his hand. Then he turned, grabbed me up again and stepped in. “And just so you know. I meant what I said last night, I will never let you go. You will see. We are gonna be forever.” He set me down.
Forever...I never believed in that before. Being in the cartel, you never thought beyond today. I was starting to believe though. Could it be? Could we live a normal life, like he wanted? Maybe after we retrieved the kids…
He shut the shower door and picked up a washcloth then passed it under the water. Lathering it up with soap, he started at my neck then lowered it all the way down along my breasts, stomach, my mound, and thighs. He seemed consumed by this task and entirely focused on my skin.
I loved it all. He was the only man to ever do this. Wash me down and take care of me. As I had told him yesterday, I had never showered with a man before. Now it felt like we had always done this.
“Maldtio, that is enough waiting for me.” Dropping the washcloth, Carlos backed me to the wall, and raising me up, he positioned himself then entered me.
I had no real warning as I grasped his shoulders.
He then thrust into me, deep and hard, I could barely catch my breath.
He surprised me yet again. He fit me so tightly that I bit my lower lip at the extreme pleasure it brought to me.
He pumped into me wildly so all I could do was hang onto him.
He kept his eyes locked onto mine, the entire time.
His intensity just enhanced all the things he did to me.
I knew I wouldn’t last though with this kind of sexing.
Wild, breathless and almost desperate. No, I would be climaxing very soon.
Suddenly, he pulled out as he again switched gears on me.
With a gasp, I stared at him while panting hard, I had been so close to the edge of total bliss.
“I want to have you in so many ways, Selena,” he said as he sounded a bit breathless now. “I fear there will never be enough time to do it all.” Turning me around, he grasped my ass cheeks, squeezing them. Then he spread my thighs and entered me again. A forceful lunging upward thrust from behind.
Again, he took my breath from me as he reached around and grabbed each breast to squeeze them while he plunged into me. When I leaned my head back, he used his mouth along my skin to suck on my neck.
With this swift and powerful storming of my body and his hot mouth on my neck, I climaxed almost instantly.
He growled as his body tensed. He kept a grip on my hips while holding me close to him.
He suckled on my skin as his climax overtook him and he continued to kiss my neck sweetly.
He seemed to want to continue to explore my neck with his mouth.
He held me close for a couple of minutes while we slowed our breathing and heart rates down.
Finally, he turned me around to face him and said, “I had a dream last night.”
I did not expect this statement as I paused and looked up at him. “A dream?”
Nodding, he explained, “And I have a confession to make as well. I dreamed of our house. It was in Spain, I think? I’ve been there a couple of times. But I suppose it would be called a villa. Then the confession part is that it wasn't my first dream about you.”
I froze and kept staring at him to ask, “What?”
“I already admitted that I dreamed of different things while in my coma. If you can call them dreams? But what I never told you was… You were in some of them.”
I paused. “How can that…”
He nodded. “I know. I only saw you a few times back home when you were just a kid. So, I don’t know how you could have been in my dreams, looking like you do right now.
But when you spoke to me after I came out of that coma, I knew it had been you.
It is loco, I know. But this time I dreamed of our home and us in it. ”
I didn’t know what to think or say. People didn't know what happened in the beyond. I didn’t doubt what he told me.
Alex had invaded my dreams over the years, so I did believe him.
Grasping his cheeks with both hands, I kissed him long and hard.
This kiss went on as we couldn’t seem to get enough of each other.
He caressed my back under the warm water while pressing against me.
Then with his arms around me, he simply held me as the warm water cascaded over our bodies.
This may have been the sweetest thing I’d ever experienced. A mutual comforting, mutual trust and a deep connection. I never knew this kind of feeling could be achieved for a woman like me. A killer – a deal maker and a card carrying member so to speak – of an infamous cartel.
Finally though, we did get moving again as we cleaned up. Carlos then got the shampoo and washed my hair.
I began moaning when he did the same with the conditioner a couple of minutes later and massaged my scalp with his fingertips. It felt so good. He rinsed it out while gently untangling my hair. I was lost in pure feeling and kept moaning at his touch.
“You have to stop doing that, Selena.” Carlos laughed. “I’m as hard as a steel hammer again.”
I sighed happily as I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned against him for support. The sex, the warmth of the water and the gentle way he held me had relaxed me almost too much.
“Selena?” he asked after several minutes of silence. “Are you even awake?” He teased.
“Por que…I am, yes,” I replied, but I held onto him as if it was for dear life. I never felt this relaxed…like ever. Not since I was a teen before my life went dark. This rare feeling was a bit scary after being on guard for the last five years.
He chuckled. “Now you're the one who needs some cafe.” He steered me out and grinned as he steadied my unsteady body. He then rubbed me down with the hotel towel. “I think we’d better get some breakfast too.”
“I set up a preordered breakfast yesterday. To be delivered this morning. I knew your two um, friends would want that too. That way, we do not have to go out for it.”
“Maldito Selena. Have I told you how clever you are yet today?”
I rolled my eyes. “No, Carlos. You have not done so yet today. But I think you have said that enough.” I walked out to the room as I tossed the droopy feeling away.
Carlos followed me. “You cannot blame me. You are always planning ahead. You are a badass fighter. You have interesting man traps and you smell so damned good.”
I kept shaking my head. “Man traps.” I snorted.
“Bien, I suppose we have to wear clothes now?” he said this with a forlorn sigh in his voice.
I laughed. “Yes, Carlos. Normally, people do wear clothes.”
He scoffed then rolled his head around like a little kid and flapped his arms down to his sides. “Ok. If we just have to.”
“Que? Are you five years old?” I kept chuckling.
“I might be,” he replied. “Mabe just a little older than five.”
Looking him up and down, I noted the towel wrapped around his hips. The sexy abs he had, his very male body and lovely tanned skin. He sure as hell didn’t look five.
“You see, I have decided to do a reset,” he informed me.
I paused and looked up at him. “Reset?”
“Yes, I want to start all over. Be new. Forget what I’ve done. Totally bury what I used to be. Who I used to be.”
I stared at him and asked, “Can a person really do that?”
He shrugged. “I hope to. I want to find a church with a confessional booth before this trip is done. Confess what sins I can remember. And damn, did I commit many while in the Castillo Cartel. I will plead for God to forgive me. Repent and ask for penitence so that I can earn absolution. I may have to visit the confessional a dozen times before I am through.”
I quietly stared at him. He was serious and I could tell he’d put a lot of thought into it.
A sound went off in the room.
Carlos paused and looked around. “Is that my phone?”
I nodded and glanced over at him. “Si, it is.” Then I reached under the chair, grabbed the phone from the floor and tapped the screen. “Hello?”
“Good morning, Carlos. I must say that your voice has changed a lot.” The Brit laughed over the line.
I shook my head. “Good morning to you, Sir Henry. Give us about ten minutes then come over. I have breakfast coming.”
“Wonderful. I will go and roust the very rude Rainmaker out of bed.”
“I think he is probably awake,” I replied as I grabbed my bra from my bag.
“No doubt, but I like rousting him.”
“I know.” I chuckled. “See you in ten.” I tapped the screen and looked up at Carlos to ask him, “Why do you have such a hard time with that phone?”
“I hate cell phones,” he replied. “I grew to hate them because of…” His voice faded a bit then he continued, “Santiago calling me with new horrible orders that broke every rule and moral law in the world. Chingar, I would literally feel nauseous when it rang. I used an echoing churchbell for his ringtone. The ones that peal in Mexico when someone dies. Sometimes after the call, I would in fact, puke my guts out.”
I slowly shook my head and told him softly, “You can be assured that Santiago will never call you again.”
“I sure as hell hope not,” he scoffed. “And I don’t think they have cell phones in hell.” He now wore jeans, but his chest was still bare as he looked through the bag of clothing I got him.
I stared at his physique. I just spent all morning with him as we did some things that I would replay in my head later.
And here I was as I still got wet by looking at him.
I realized that I had yet to lick his skin.
I made a mental note to do so in the future.
I would love to make him fall apart the way he had done to me.
He now tucked his arms into the sleeves of a shirt. A white button up I had bought for him.
I kept staring and watched that tan skin disappear as he buttoned it.
Damn, with those jeans and a white dress shirt, I really chose correctly.
He looked hot. I paused. Other women would think the same.
I paused as I felt an odd thing. I put my bra on and grabbed my jeans to yank them on.
Zipping them up, I realized what I’d felt.
JEALOUSY.
I actually froze with this realization. I’d never felt that before. Not even with the couple of men I'd dated for a month or two. But it was a real feeling now. I hoped that when and if women came close to look at him. Possibly flirt with him that I wouldn’t kill them on the fucking spot.