Chapter 35 #2
We’d been jogging for a few minutes before the rain started coming down harder. Cara screamed and we started running toward the truck. I made sure to hold her hand so I could catch her if she slipped. It was a little muddy, but the terrain wasn’t steep so I didn’t think that would happen.
We ran and laughed all the way to the truck. I let go of her hand and opened her door for her, shutting it before running to the drivers side.
“Oh my God! That rain came out of nowhere. Are you okay?” she asked as soon as I shut the door behind me.
I laughed. “Si, I’m okay. Are you? I’m glad we’re not going anywhere after this.”
She frowned. “Why? Do I really look that bad?” She rushed to check herself in the mirror and I bit my lip, unable to take my eyes off what I was looking at.
“No, you’re perfect as always. But maybe you shouldn’t have worn a white shirt. I mean I'm not complaining, but I’d have to hurt anyone that saw you like this.”
She looked down at her shirt and groaned. “Oh, my God,” she said in between laughs. “I really shouldn’t have worn this shirt.”
She looked at me and caught me staring. “My eyes are up here, Vera.”
“I know,” I replied.
She turned towards me so I could see her more clearly. Her nipples were peeking through her shirt and they were making my mouth water.
Eventually I tore my eyes away from her chest and looked at her. My eyebrow raised when I saw she wasn’t looking into my eyes either. I’d worn a red shirt, but I guess maybe my nipples were still visible?
“My eyes are up here, princesa.”
She bit her lip. “I know.”
I laughed tilting her chin up to meet my eyes. “You’re dangerous.”
She grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer to her. “Everyone needs a little danger in their lives, right?”
“?Ay dios mío!” I said before I crashed our mouths together.
The kiss was hard and wanting, like we’d been apart for weeks and couldn’t wait any longer.
She started taking off my shirt, and I wasn’t about to object. It was dark and raining. No one could see us anyway. Besides, with how wet I was already, it wasn’t going to take long.
When my shirt came off, her’s was off in an instant and our mouths were back together, but not for long. I stopped us to push my seat back and lay it down so we had more room before I pulled her on top of me.
She straddled me the best she could and made her way down my pants to undo the belt and zipper.
“Fuck!” I moaned when her hands found my pussy, already dripping and ready for her.
She smiled and took one of my nipples in her mouth, causing my head to fly back and my eyes to close.
She worked my clit, rubbing small circles and flicking in tandem with her tongue on my nipples. She took care of each one and lightly sucked a few times before coming up to my neck.
“Princesa,” I whispered when she started nipping at my neck. She knew that was the spot to get me to combust.
I started selfishly grinding her hand, feeling my orgasm building before I stopped her. She frowned at me and I sat up.
“What’s wrong? Are you not enjoying it?” she asked, and I laughed, genuinely laughed.
“Oh, baby, I’m definitely enjoying it. But I need you. Get in the back and lay down.”
She smiled and didn’t ask any questions as she made her way to the back of the truck. I’d never been happier with the spaciousness of the truck as I was right then.
When she laid down, I was on her again, kissing her and making my way to remove her pants. I only removed them to her ankles, leaving her socks and shoes on.
At the first touch of her, I rolled my eyes. She was so wet and smelled so fucking good I could’ve come.
I circled her clit with my fingers a few times before going in with my tongue.
“Fuck, baby,” she whined. Goddamn, I loved it when she whined.
I twirled her clit in my mouth a few times, reveling in the taste and the moans coming from her. She was so perfect, especially in those raw vulnerable moments.
I turned my head so that my lips were parallel with hers and inserted one finger. I pumped and kissed her a few times before she was begging for more.
“Please, Vera. I need more. Please.”
“You can have anything you want, princesa.” I smiled and inserted another finger.
It went in without restriction, and her quiet “Fuck me” was all I needed in this world. I could’ve died happily in that moment. Buried inside her and feeling her clench around my fingers.
“Vera, please,” she moaned.
“Please what? Tell me what you want.”
She moaned again when I thrusted a little deeper and curled my fingers inside her. “More. I need… more.”
Well, shit. “Fuck, yes, baby.” I licked and sucked her clit as I slowly inserted a third finger. It went in with a little resistance so I waited for her to adjust before I began thrusting again.
She moaned and threw her head back, slowly riding my fingers. I had no choice but to reach down with my other hand and play with my own clit while I worshipped hers.
She started to ferociously grind harder against me and clench around my fingers, and I knew she was close, so I did the one thing that I always did when she was on the edge and about to come, I nipped at her clit.
She yelped and started coming, still riding my face and fingers until she couldn’t take it anymore.
When she came down, I crawled up to her and kissed her softly.
As mind blowing as the sex was, nothing compared to the moments after, just being with her and watching her look at me like she was now.
Like she might actually feel an ounce of what I felt for her.
“Let’s get you home and cleaned up, sweetheart. ”
She smiled and I helped her sit up before we made our way back to the front of the truck. She fixed herself and I smiled, pretty proud of myself.
“What? Do I have sex hair?” she asked when I was caught staring at her.
I laughed and toyed with her hair, putting a piece behind her ear. “As sexy as that sounds, no. Your hair’s perfect. I was just admiring you. You have that after-sex glow going on. Plus you’re just always beautiful.”
She blushed and kissed me before putting on her seatbelt. “Take me home. Then you can help me shower and sweet talk me some more.”
I grinned and started the truck. I’d do that for the rest of our lives if she’d let me.