Chapter 26
Marco
She’s trembling, and I know it isn’t from the cold because it’s heated in here. I can tell she’s been drinking, but she isn’t drunk, at least not yet.
I want to reach out and touch her, kiss her, hold her, but the shock of my being here is too much for her.
“I don’t know what to say,” she whispers.
“Don’t say anything,” I tell her as I take her in.
“But I have to. He’s not … we’re not …”
“You moved on. I figured you would. I wasn’t na?ve enough to think you would wait, Chula. I knew that. It was too long to wait for someone like me. Are you happy?” I ask her. Slowly, she nods her head, but still doesn’t say anything. I nod mine too and turn to walk away.
“Marco. I’m happy because you’re here! Not because of him.” I stop walking once more and turn back to face her and see the smile that now lights up her face. “He’s a friend. That’s it.”
“What are you saying?” Luna takes a deep breath as she looks at me.
“I’m saying I did wait for you, Marco. I … I love you.” Her words slam into my chest, and it instantly tightens. I can’t believe she still loves me after all this time, after I turned her away from seeing me.
“You know I had my reasons for not letting you come.”
“I know. And as much as I hated it, I understand it. I … just … how are you here now?”
“Good behavior. I got out a few days ago, but I wanted to surprise you.” I shake my head.
“No. I just wanted to see you. I figured you’d have someone else, but I just needed to see you.
” Luna steps closer to me and reaches out slowly as if I would stop her.
There’s no way in hell I would turn her away. None at all.
Her arms wrap around my neck as my hands find their way around her waist, pulling her against me.
She buries her face in my neck, and I breathe her in.
I’ve waited for this moment for four fucking years.
I’ve waited to hold her, to touch her, and now here she is.
She pulls back slightly, and that’s when I see the look in her eyes. I smirk at her.
“You want to kiss me, Chula?” She nods her head slowly, a shade of pretty pink staining her cheeks. I nod my head, letting her know that it’s okay to do it. I’m not sure what’s holding her back anyway, but if she needs me to tell her, then I will.
Slowly, she presses into me, and then her lips find mine. This kiss … This is everything. I feel everything. The love that I have for her all comes across in this kiss. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed her.
Luna doesn’t stop kissing me until neither of us can breathe, and even then, she doesn’t want to stop.
Her lips keep seeking mine, and I let her have her moment.
When I finally break us apart, she stares up at me with swollen lips, looking as beautiful as the day I first saw her.
She’s put on a little weight, become a little more athletic, and I fucking love how it looks on her.
I can feel her curves beneath my hands, and there’s nothing more that I want than to strip her naked and run my tongue over them.
“You two good?” I hear Damion’s voice. I pull Luna into my arms and hold her against me as I nod my head.
“We’re good.”
“Well, we’re heading up to my room for the night. If you need anything, let me know.”
Luna pulls away from me and turns, walking toward Damion. Before, I would be jealous, but not anymore. Damion has told me she’s become a sister to him, and I love that for them. For all of us.
She pulls Damion into a hug and whispers something I can’t hear, but I see him nod his head and press a kiss to the top of her head before she pulls away and walks back toward me.
Before I have the chance to reach for her, she’s wrapping her arms around my waist and snuggling her face into my shirt.
“My plan was to get drunk and sleep it off in the comfy bed here,” she whispers against my chest.
“And now?” I ask her.
“I don’t want you to leave, Marco. Tell me you’re not leaving me again.” I can hear the begging in her tone, and I hate that it’s there. She shouldn’t have to beg me to stay. I never wanted to leave her in the first place.
“I’m never leaving you again, Chula. I’m so fucking sorry that I had to go the first time.”
“It was my fault for not running. I know it was, and I blame myself every single day for it,” she whispers when I hear the sobs.
“Don’t do that. It wasn’t your fault. I did what I did to keep you safe, Chula. That’s it. There’s no blame there.”
“I’m sorry,” she cries, even after all I just said to her.
“I’m here now, right? Everyone else is gone. It’s just us,” I tell her. She sniffles before pulling back and looking up at me.
“And you’re not going anywhere?” I shake my head.
“No. I’m not going anywhere, Chula.”
“Stay with me then.”
“Always.”
Luna grabs my hand in hers and leads me toward the elevators. We step in and ride it up to her floor before we walk out, and she grabs the key card. She slides it in, the door opens, and I usher her inside. It’s a nice room. Bigger than I thought it would be.
“You did all this?”
“Damion did. He knew I wouldn’t do it for myself, and he didn’t want me to drive home tonight. I was actually going to have a few friends come over,” she tells me as she kicks off her shoes.
“Don’t change your plans for me,” I say.
“Are you kidding me? You’re the only one I want here tonight, Marco.”
I slip my arms out of my jacket and toss it onto the chair as she looks at me. Then I reach up and unbutton my shirt, pulling it down my arms to reveal the tattoos I have now. Luna gasps when she sees it, and I smile.
“What did you do?” she whispers as she steps closer to get a better look.
“You like it?”
“I love it, but Marco, why?”
“Because I couldn’t make it in there without you, Chula. Even if you were with someone else, I needed to know you were still somehow mine.”
She reaches up her fingers and runs them over the tattoo of her face. The guy who did it for me was amazing. He used to be a professional before life got in his way.
“Chula,” she laughs as she runs her fingers over the word under the picture.
“You’re my Chula. Always have been and always will be now. I was keeping you.” Her eyes come up to meet mine, and I can see the love I’ve always seen in her. Tears slowly begin to fall down her cheeks, but I reach up and wipe them away.
“I’m glad you like it.”
“It’s perfect, but I have something to show you too,” she says. She reaches for the top of her dress and slowly pulls it down until I see it. My name is tattooed on her chest. I can’t believe it. I never thought she’d do it.
“Fuck, Chula.” I grab her and pull her into my arms, kissing her like I’ve needed to for so long. My tongue dives into her mouth, and I savor every second of her taste on my tongue.
I walk her back until the back of her legs hit the couch, and she falls onto it. I finish stripping out of my clothes and stand in front of her naked. Her eyes roam my entire body from head to toe and back up again, taking me in.
“Stand up.” She stands up in front of me, and I reach for the dress, sliding it up and over her head. I move to her bra next, pulling it free before lowering my head and pressing a kiss to my name on her chest. Luna shudders from my touch, and I can’t get enough. I need more. I want more.
I move to her panties next and slip them down her legs until she’s bare in front of me.
“As much as I wanted to take you hard, I want you to ride my fucking face.” Luna shakes her head and bites her lip.
“I want it hard,” I smirk at her. I bet she does. And I want to give it to her too.
“Then you ride my face first,” I tell her.
She nods her head, and I lead her to the bed and climb on, lying on my back.
Luna climbs up on the bed and straddles my face just like I wanted her to.
I reach up and grab her hips, lowering her down where I want her, and then I dive in.
I lick her until her legs shake, and then I dip my tongue inside of her.
I fuck her with my tongue before I tease her clit and listen to her moan.
It’s been too long since I’ve heard her like this.
She keeps moving, riding my face as I hold my tongue out and let her do what she wants to me.
When I think she’s about to come, I pull back.
Luna whines, but I don’t care. I scoot out from under her, force her to hold onto the headboard, bend her over, and slide inside her.
I close my eyes because fuck it’s been so long since I’ve been inside her.
“Don’t let go, Chula,” I warn her. She moves her ass, trying to take me in deeper, and all I can do is chuckle. “You horny, Chula? You need me that bad?”
“I need you so bad, Marco. It’s been four years,” she whines. Then it all hits me at once. Has she not slept with anyone?
“Chula? Have you not been with anyone?” She turns her head to look over her shoulder at me and shakes her head.
“I didn’t want anyone else,” she says softly. My cock leaps inside her, and she moans once more before I grab her hips and start fucking her. Four years of pent-up energy. Four years of not having her. Four years of anger and need.
I take it all out on her pussy. I fuck her hard, just like she wanted. I thrust into her so hard she begins to scream my name so loud that half the hotel could probably hear her.
“Yeah, Chula. Just like that.” I tell her as I keep going.
Each thrust causes flashbacks in my mind.
I cock my head to the side, shaking it to get them to leave my mind as I fuck her harder and faster.
Anger feels like it’s consuming me whole, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
Tears. Fucking no good tears burn the backs of my eyes as I thrust harder and plunge deeper.
“Marco!” She cries out my name as she comes for me. I buck into her a few more times before I lose control and come with her.
My balls ached from not being inside her, but now I feel deflated.
I pull out of her, and she turns quickly to look at me, grabbing my face in her hands.
She knows. She knows something was wrong, and she let me take it out on her body.
I feel stupid. I feel ashamed, but when she lowers her lips to mine, I feel whole again.
“Whatever that was, I’m fine.”
“You shouldn’t be fine with it, Chula. I’m … I’m sorry.”
“Hey, don’t do that. Don’t say sorry.”
“But I am. I …”
“Marco, stop. I’m here. I’m here for you. I don’t know what happened in there, and I’m sure you don’t want to talk about it right now, but when you do, I’m here. I love you.” Her lips are back on mine, and everything else seems to fall into place.