CHAPTER SEVEN #2
She opened the door to her room, and I almost gasped. All of the Salazar children’s rooms were nice, but this was incredible compared to her brothers’.
“I know,” she said, looking around. “It’s not really fair.
But I’m the only girl, so…” she shrugged.
“Both Mom and Dad went a little crazy in here.” She had a study with a desk area, a massive bedroom with a king-size bed, a sitting area, and even a small kitchen.
And of course, there was a huge walk-in closet and bathroom connected to her bedroom.
“My God. Why would you ever want to leave?”
“Have you met my mother?” she replied.
I smiled sympathetically. I knew she and her mom butted heads with each other, but I was pretty sure Carmen had succeeded in winning. Her mom had wanted her to be in pageants, debutante balls, cotillions, and those sorts of things. Carmen had refused.
“I did let my apartment go and plan to wait to move until I decide exactly what I’m looking for,” she said. “I’ve had several job offers, and I just have to pick between staying in West Bay or moving somewhere else.”
I nodded.
She plunked down on her couch, not bothered at all that she was still wearing a skimpy bathing suit. Her eyes scanned over me. “Tell me what you’ve been up to, Byron. What are you—twenty?”
“Yes. I’m in school for systems security and coding, right now. I’ll join my father’s security firm after college and training.”
“It’s been a couple of years since I’ve seen you. You’ve… definitely grown up.” She stood up and walked over to me. She ran her hand up my abs and chest. “My God. These muscles. How did you get all of these?”
I couldn’t speak. I was so shocked by her putting her hands on me. I stared down at her as her hands ran all over my upper body, squeezing my biceps, running her arm over my shoulders, and more.
“I, uh, have been working on the training portion of my father’s security program. I’ve had to become proficient at Jiujitsu and Krav Maga, among other things. And I’ve been working out. Running, weights, that kind of thing.”
“Mmm. Do you still have a crush on me? Because I’d like to play with you for a while.”
I gaped at her. Was she always so straightforward. “I actually have a girlfriend,” I managed to get out. But I didn’t back away from her.
“That’s too bad,” she said, with a wicked gleam in her pretty brown eyes. “She’s missing out this weekend. Her loss is my gain.”
Before I could say anything else, her hand dropped lower, slid inside my swimsuit and clasped around my very hard cock. I gasped, then groaned as her hand begin to expertly work me.
“Let me play with you, Byron,” she whispered, before leaning forward and kissing me. I moved my hands to cradle her jaw and kiss her the way I’d wanted to for years.
When I pulled back, she looked a little dazed. “Wow. That was… nice.”
She was still stroking up and down my cock slowly. Her thumb rubbed the pre-cum into the crown of my dick. It had probably appeared as soon as I’d seen her in a bathing suit. It felt so good my knees almost buckled.
“Come here,” she beckoned, backing towards her bed. She laid back on the pillows. “Take off your swimsuit. I want to see all of you.”
I did as she asked. My hands were shaking. I didn’t want to cheat on Steph, but I’d wanted Carmen for the past seven years. Badly.
I stood before her, cock at attention, and tried not to feel self-conscious as she looked at me for a while.
“You’re beautiful, Byron. You have the most sculpted body I’ve ever seen. Your face is the handsomest I’ve ever seen. And that cock is the biggest, longest, thickest one I’ve ever seen. I want to fuck you.”
Oh. My. God. How often had I dream of something like this happening?
I moved towards her. “Take off your bathing suit,” I said in a low voice.
She took off the bottoms first. She spread her legs and let me see that she was already wet for me. I had to stave off the urge to jump on her and take her quickly and roughly.
Then she unhooked the top, and those beautiful breasts bounced free of the swim top.
That was it. I could no longer stay still, just watching her.
Before I knew it, I was over her on the bed.
I lowered my head to first one breast then the other.
I suckled, nipped, kissed, and flicked to my heart’s content.
“Byron,” she gasped. “I need more.”
I gave her a smirk. “I’d be happy to oblige.” I moved down her body, pushed her legs apart, and settled between them. I gave numerous slow, lazy licks from her hole to her clit and back, running my tongue in tight circles around her sensitive bundle of nerves.
She almost came up off the bed, but I saw her hands grip the sheets. I watched her as I tongue fucked her for a while, enjoying the sweet, tangy taste of her. “Your pussy is fucking delicious,” I murmured.
Her eyes widened. “I didn’t peg you for dirty talk, but I love it.”
“Yeah?”
She nodded.
I moved my mouth to her clit and began suckling it lovingly, flicking the tip of my tongue across it rapidly until she was practically screaming with pleasure. I pulled back and watched her, enjoying that for once I was the one driving her crazy with need.
How long had I stared at this woman? How long had I dreamed of her? And now here I was, free to touch, taste, lick, and fuck my way to heaven with her.
“Please, Oh God, Byron, don’t leave me like this,” she begged. “I need to come.”
“You’ll come when I’m ready for you to come.
” I watched her and waited until I could tell she’d calmed down, that she wasn’t right on the verge of orgasm any longer.
Then I dove back in. I started with her mouth, thrusting my tongue inside in a motion that showed her just what I was going to do inside her soon.
Her arms locked around my neck and she held on, sucking first on my tongue and then on my lower lip.
I moved slowly down, dropping kisses along her jaw, her throat, her shoulders, between her breasts.
Then I held one in my hands while I sucked the other until she was gasping again.
I switched sides, making sure to give equal time to both.
Her hands kneaded and gripped my shoulders, then moved to my head as I continued my path downwards once again.
I stared at her while I licked her folds, maintaining eye contact and hoping she could see the intense emotions I’d felt for her for so long.
She was making delicious little sounds of pleasure as I worked her, circling her clit relentlessly with my tongue, never fully giving her what she wanted.
I waited until I could tell she was crazy for it, that she’d do anything to come, and then I suckled her clit, giving it slow, steady pulls until she was screaming my name.
Her hips bucked against my face, and I pushed two fingers inside her to rub and stroke the spot that would make her come again quickly.
Her screams intensified. I made her orgasm last as long as possible, and when she fell back against the bed, sated, I smiled. “Did you like that, baby?” I quietly rolled on a condom, ready to take her higher. And to sink into her and feel the pussy I’d dreamed about for years.
“Fuck, yes.” She ran her hands through her hair, pushing it back off her face. “That was… unreal.”
I thrust into her with one pump of my hips, moving until I was fully seated. I threw back my head and groaned. “You feel like nothing I dreamed you would.”
She was gasping and couldn’t speak. “You’re so fucking big,” she finally got out, squirming against me. “You stretch me so good,” she put her arms over her head and arched her back like a cat, wriggling her hips and sighing with pleasure.
I hissed as she moved and resisted the urge to flip her over and pump into her from behind. I closed my eyes. I wanted to fuck her until her legs gave way. Until she couldn’t hold herself up anymore.
She wrapped her legs around me, taking me deeper inside of her.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I began thrusting into her, keeping a steady, punishing pace until we were both breathing hard and pushing towards a climax together.
We were tangled up in each other, rolling on the bed.
I’d be on top, pounding into her for a while.
Then I’d roll her over. “Ride me,” I said as I held her breasts and pinched her nipples.
When she was tired, I’d roll back on top of her.
Finally, I couldn’t hold back. I flipped her over, got behind her, grabbed hold of her hips and pounded into her while I watched her delectable ass bounce as her body took me over and over.
She cried out and would have fallen over when she came if I hadn’t held her.
I followed after her, her pussy squeezing me rhythmically until I came with a roar.
Afterwards, we lay tangled together, and I played with her hair. “You’re so beautiful,” I said softly.
She smiled at me. “You said you’ve dreamed of doing that to me for years.”
I gave her a half grin. “Yeah.”
“What else have you dreamed of doing to me?” The coy smile left no doubt that she was about to give me free reign over her gorgeous body.
“Let me show you, baby.”
We spent hours in bed together that afternoon, neither of us able to get enough.
It was torture to leave her when we had to get ready for her graduation party, but she kissed me and promised we weren’t finished yet.
That’s the only way I was able to leave her.
***
“My little girl has more than made the family proud,” Carlos Salazar, patriarch of the powerful family, said as he wrapped his arm around Carmen’s shoulders.
“She graduated top of her class. As usual. Carmen was valedictorian of her high school, then of West Bay University, and finally, of her law school.”
Everyone clapped. I stared at her. She was gorgeous in a red beaded dress that sparkled when the lights hit it. It was short, tight, and low-cut. She looked more like a model or famous actress than a brilliant lawyer. She had the best of both worlds.
And I wanted her.