Chapter 36
Chapter Thirty-Six
Eva
The door clicks shut behind them, and I finally let out the breath I’ve been holding in what feels like all day.
Relief washes over me in a wave so strong I have to grip Esteban’s shirt just to stay grounded.
It’s done.
Noah knows.
Josy knows.
Nobody got punched—again.
And somehow, we survived it.
I lean my forehead against his, and we just stand there, suspended in the quiet like the world outside doesn’t exist.
“All that’s left now,” I murmur, “is telling my parents and Julia. And then… we’re free.”
Esteban’s breath brushes against my lips, warm and steady. “Free sounds good.”
I tilt my chin and kiss him, soft, slow, and full of everything I’ve been holding back through all the chaos. His lips move against mine like we’ve done this a thousand times, like we already know every beat of each other.
But this time it’s different.
His hand slides around my waist, pulling me closer until there’s nothing between us but heat. His other hand cradles the back of my neck, fingers threading into my hair. I feel him sigh into my mouth like he’s been waiting all day to breathe again.
Then his tongue presses into me, gentle, and I moan, unable to help it.
God, I love the way he kisses. Like he’s starving. Like he means it. Like I’m it for him.
Because I am.
His hands grip my hips and lift me slightly so I’m flush against him, my toes barely grazing the floor. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him deeper, hungrier, needing more now that all the fear and hiding is gone.
I pull back slightly, breathless, my forehead against his again. “I think I could kiss you forever.”
He grins, his eyes dark and burning. “You better.”
I laugh, even as my heart thuds in my chest like a drum. “You know my parents are going to freak out, right?”
“Oh, I’m counting on it,” he says, kissing the corner of my mouth. “I’m gonna win them over with pasta and tostones.”
I roll my eyes, still grinning. “You’re ridiculous.”
“And you love it.”
I do. God, I do.
He shrugs his shirt off, muscles flexing as the fabric drops to the floor. My fingers find his chest, warm and solid and perfect. I trail them over the tattoos inked into his skin, then lean in and press my mouth to one of them, tasting the heat of him.
He groans low in his throat as I kiss and nip across his skin, like I’m memorizing him with my lips.
And maybe I am.
We’re moving before I realize it, hands tangled, lips never parting for long. He lifts me like I weigh nothing, carrying me down the hall and into his bedroom.
The moment he lays me on his bed, everything slows. The room is dim and quiet, just the faint sound of our breathing, and the thrum of something electric in the air.
I watch him, my heart pounding, as he strips the rest of his clothes. He stands in front of me like a work of art, strong and beautiful and somehow still mine.
Sitting up, breath shaky, I pull my own shirt over my head. My jeans follow quickly after. There’s no hesitation. No shame. Just want. And love.
So much love.
His eyes never leave mine as he climbs onto the bed, as he settles over me.
“I can’t decide how I want you first.”
“I love how you think you get to make that decision right now,” I say.
I pull him on top of me and he comes easily. “Is that so?” he asks, leaning down to kiss me.
When I come up for air I say, “That’s so.” Pressing my lips to his quickly before I turn him over. Now on top of him, I kiss down his torso, kissing every visible inch until I’m in front of his hard cock.
“Fuuuuuck.” He drags the word out, biting his bottom lip as he watches me lean forward, running my tongue along his slit, loving the saltines of his precum. “I won’t last long, mi amor.”
“You say that like I care,” I say, licking him again from root to crown. “As if I don’t love the taste of you.”
“Fuck. Puneta.” He punctuates each word by pushing his dick to my mouth. “You’re killing me already, and you’ve barely touched me.”
“You like being teased.”
He nods, his eyes hooded as he peers down at me. “Only by you.”
I lick him again and am rewarded with another soft groan. I love him like this, compliant. I like that he lets me play with him while he holds back his own pleasure.
“Mi amor, if you keep licking me like that, I’ll come.”
“Don’t,” another lick, “you dare come right now.”
“Is that a command?”
I nod, tasting him again, and he sucks air between his teeth. “Yes. That’s a command.”
I tease him more, running my tongue over him again and again until he’s literally shaking, but he doesn’t come.
I know that he is close, his balls tightening with each pass of my tongue.
I use my hand to help me pump his hard cock as I concentrate licking him.
Esteban lets out another string of curses.
“Eva…” He groans, his eyes screwed shut tightly, the veins in his neck on full display as he holds himself back.
I know I'm pushing him, testing my luck. Any minute now he’ll take the control from me and I can’t wait for that to happen.
“You’re doing so good,” I praise. “Being such a good boy.”
His eyes springs open, and he looks down at me, his gaze hazy, almost drunk-like. I knew he would like when I talk to him like that, but I didn’t realize just how much. Seeing him like this now, knowing he’s completely at my mercy it’s intoxicating.
I suck him into my mouth, and Esteban bucks against me as I finally give him what he wants. He’s panting and in a matter of minutes, his hand tightening to fist at his side as he holds himself back from grabbing my head and driving into me like he wants to. His restraint spurs me on even more.
“Can I come?” He groans as I pull him to the back of my throat, entirely cutting of his ability to speak. He’s nothing but harsh breaths and incoherent noises as I work him over.
“Eva…” Another groan. “I need to come.”
I pull off him and kiss all the way up his chest to get to his mouth.
“I want your cum inside me, not in my mouth.”
“I can do just that.” Turning me so I’m on my back, he kisses me hard, gripping my head so hard it nearly hurts, but I don’t care. I want the hurt. I want the wild side of him. Then he pulls back and stands at the edge of the bed.
He strokes his cock, looking so hot with his hair a mess and his lips swollen from our kisses.
“Turn around, Eva. Hands on the head rest,” he instructs.
I do as I’m commanded and turn around giving him the perfect view of my ass and pussy. The way he looks at me while he keeps stroking his cock makes me wants him so bad. I want him inside me more that I want anything else. He palms my bare ass, speeding me open, and he sucks in a breath.
“This pussy and ass are mine, you know that?” He slips a finger between my cheeks, running the pad of it over my back hole. “You ever been fucked here?”
I shake my head. “Not yet.”
He chuckles. “Does that mean you’ll let me?”
I shrug, trying to play it cool even though I'm barely holding myself up as he presses his finger harder against my rim. “Depends on how much you want it.”
He growls and fills me in one hard thrust, knocking my breath from my lungs as I wasn’t expecting it. I don’t know when or how I didn’t notice that he aligned himself against my core, but he did. His finger is still resting against my hole, the movement adding just the perfect amount of pressure.
“Fuck, you have no idea how good you look right now.” He pulls his finger out, then pushes it back slowly.
“I’m gonna fuck this ass later. But right now, I want to make you come just like this, all over my cock while your tight little ass squeezes my finger.”
I try to answer him, but it’s no use. Not when he’s back to fucking me with relentless force, pounding into me over and over until my arms feel like they’re about to give out, and my legs shake as I hold back my orgasm.
“So fucking pretty.” Another hard thrust. “Wish you could see yourself taking my cock.”
I don’t know if it’s his punishing movement, me holding back, or how full I feel with his finger stretching my ass, but suddenly I want to come. I want to come so badly I can’t stand it.
He folds himself over me, his lips finding my ear. “Let go. I want you to squeeze my cock hard and make me come.”
I do. I let go with a loud moan. His cock still drilling into me, his finger still in my hole. Then Esteban is coming hard inside me, and I feel so content.
This wonderful man is mine and I can’t wait to see how our future will look like.