25. Hayden #2
“Let me amend. To me, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. You possess magical qualities to see into my soul.” He brings his lips near mine and kisses my cheek. “I can’t lose you.”
For one more moment, I want to believe him. Pretend my world isn’t a perfect storm. So I bury my head in the sand. No matter the consequences, I want to be with Río at this moment.
I whisper, “I want us, too.”
His eyelids cover his expressive brown eyes, and our lips meet as if it were our first time. He melds against me, urging our lips to dive deeper.
My hand slides down his sculpted torso and circles up to encircle his neck. His other hand goes around my back, encouraging our bodies to follow what our lips are doing. For some reason, this feels different.
I groan as his tongue taps my lips, then open for him to come inside. Taking a cue from his book, I swirl mine inside his mouth.
His heart rate increases.
So does mine.
He breaks apart to catch his breath. His forehead meets my brow. “You can’t leave me, Hayden. I can’t survive.”
All the reasons why I have to leave can be addressed later. Right now, all that matters is this. Him and me. “I want you, Río.”
I toss my shirt over my head. He follows my lead. When I reach to undo my white bra, he reaches out. “Let me.”
I nod, and offer him my back. He unsnaps my plain bra and throws it onto the floor somewhere near my shirt.
He turns me toward him, his palms now covering each of my breasts.
He plucks and rubs and pinches, all of which make me spiral.
I deserve this last piece of happiness before returning to the real world.
He trails open-mouthed kisses down my torso before latching onto one of my nipples. His blond head at my chest is something I’ll never forget. To have this sexy man all to myself one final time is a blessing I’ll cherish forever.
Río’s hand slides down to my leggings, where he tries to find a zipper. Despite being turned on by everything he’s already done, I giggle. “No zipper on these.”
“I was figuring that out.” He stands. Placing his hands on my hips, he instructs, “Lift.”
When I comply, he takes off both my panties and leggings in one smooth move. He scans my naked body. “I’ll make you understand what you mean to me.”
So long as he helps me forget what’s waiting on the other side of this bed. My fingers pull at the bow at his waist. Then I tug his sweats off.
We’re both finally bare. His ripped torso calls out to me, and I kiss my way between the muscles on his abs.
“Yes,” he groans. “Like that.”
Truth is, none of the other guys I’ve been with had a body like his. So, I do the rational thing and take advantage of what’s in front of me. I trace around his muscles, first with my lips, then with my tongue. Amazing what pounding on a drum set for hours does.
“You’re thinking too much, Babysitter.” Río sits up so we’re face to face, and wraps his strong arms around me. “I want to kiss you. Here and there.”
I don’t have time to sort out what he’s said when his mouth captures mine in a hard kiss, and his fingers slip between my thighs. The next thing I know my mind is about to explode when his tongue enters my mouth while his fingers strum my pussy.
“Oh!” I groan. “So good.”
I feel his lips curving upward. “That’s the idea.”
My breath is cut off when an orgasm starts to build from deep within my body. Río doesn’t let up, just makes me feel everything at once. Intensely. Our bodies are locked together, upright, when I tumble over the edge.
Pulling away from him, I yell, “I’m coming!” My body goes rigid in his arms.
Not one to be delayed, he latches onto my nipple, biting hard. My orgasm continues.
When he’s milked every last ounce of pleasure out of me, I open my eyes. “Río, what you do to me,” I murmur.
“The day is still young.” He lays me down on the bed and slides in behind me. “Ready for two?”
My head thrashes. “I know you’ve done it before, but I don’t think—”
“Shhh,” he quiets me. “Trust me.”
My mind lingers on this one sentence. How can I? After all, I’m without a job because of him. Mila’s schooling relies on my income. Or lack thereof.
“I can hear you thinking again.”
He kisses me. It takes a while, but I finally clear my mind. Not a thought other than the amazing sensations he’s creating in my body. Now, I’m on my back and he’s opened my thighs, his gaze locked on my pussy.
He licks his lips. “Much better. Let me taste you.”
At my vigorous nod, he smirks and kisses my wet core. He circles my clit, licking and slurping like a man dying of thirst. His fingers enter me and my legs curl around his head. A few more swirls later, and I’m coming all over again.
Panting, I pull him down on top of me. His weight feels amazing and not enough, both at the same time. My legs open to welcome him.
His face approaches mine for a wild kiss. My hand reaches for his hard cock. “No. If you so much as touch me, I’ll go off like a rocket.” He fumbles for the nightstand where he must’ve put a condom because—in a flash—he’s sheathed and ready. “On your side.” He urges me to turn.
When we’re positioned the way he wants, he slides into my body. This position makes his naked chest rub against my back, lighting up all my nerve endings. His every movement creates a deep pressure.
“How is it always better?”
He replies, “Because it’s us.”
All talking ceases, as our bodies grind against one another. He kisses my shoulder. I reach around and grab his ass. His body rocks deeper into mine.
“Come,” he says.
“For,” he adds.
“Me,” he demands.
Without thought, my body complies. A thunderous riot of emotions burst from my toes to my head. “Ahhh!”
Behind me, Río pumps harder and faster until he erupts with a loud roar.
Minutes tick by as we lie back-to-front, catching our breath. His sweaty arm goes around my middle, playing with my nipple. “Only you.”
I smile. “Only me, what?”
“Only you can make me feel this way.” He punctuates his sweet comment by tugging on the nipple between his talented fingers.
Somehow, his words ring hollow. “We had amazing sex. You won—you got me to come three times again. Please don't be so dramatic.
He turns my body toward his. “We need to talk, Hayden.” He glances around my room. “Not here.”