Chapter 38
38
BAILEY
I rolled over and opened my eyes to find a pair of sleepy dark brown ones peering back at me. My lips pulled into a smile to match Hank’s as we laid next to one another in his bed. His strong arm reached to pull the comforter over my exposed midsection after it had fallen free in the night. The way he carried me from the couch to his bedroom last night was something I was silently hoping he would want to do forever. Hoping he would want me like this, forever.
When I came over last night I hadn’t planned on sleeping with him, only to talk to him about how I wanted to move forward with legal action. When I saw him though, my body reacted in a way that I couldn’t deny or hold myself back from acting on. Looking at him now, lying across from me on his mattress, I wanted nothing more than to be able to wake up to this view every day.
“Good morning, hermosa? 1 .”
“Good morning.” He leaned in and pressed his soft lips to my shoulder, sending a ripple of electricity down my spine. This man had a way of completely undoing me with the smallest gestures and I loved him for it.
“How’d you sleep?” His strong hand found my cheek and ran his thumb back and forth on it. Thinking about it, I realized I had slept better than I have in days. Ever since I asked him to leave my apartment last week, I hadn’t slept through the night. My bed felt abnormally cold and empty without him next to me. But last night I had slept like a rock. Maybe it was the orgasms he pulled from me, maybe it was just his mere presence. Either way, I felt fully rested for the first time in almost a week.
“Pretty good,” I cooed, scooching closer to him as he welcomed me into his arms. “How’d you sleep?”
“I slept like I knew I had my girl back,” he spoke into my hair before kissing me on top of my head. The gesture sent another wave of electricity down my back and I squeezed my thighs together under the sheets. “So, have you thought about your next steps?”
“Well,” I started, knowing he was talking about my plan to try and get justice against the man who attacked me. “I know I want to try and take some kind of legal action but I don’t really know what my options are. I guess my first step is to try and find a lawyer.” Thinking about it, I didn’t really have a clue on where to start, but finding a lawyer seemed like the best first step to take.
“I’m sure Kolbi can connect you with someone. If you want, of course,” he quickly added before looking down at me. “You don’t have to have him in this anymore if you don’t want but I know that?—”
“Hank, breathe,” I assured him. “If you think he has a way to help, I want him to. I would actually really appreciate it because I have no idea where to start with any of this. I just know that I want to fight this fight.”
I’d spent the last five days thinking about what he told me he found and how he’d found it. While I was hurt that he shared my secret, I realized that it was for good reason. He’d only been trying to help me mend from old wounds and it wasn’t right for me to try and use that against him. If he and Kolbi had found something that would be helpful, and he thought I had a fair chance at winning, I wanted to take it.
“I’m in this fight with you, all the way,” he promised.
“I know you are, but right now I want you in other places,” I hummed, rolling myself on top of him. His dick reacted to me instantly as I laid myself on top of him.
“Is that so?” he played, raising an eyebrow at me as his hands cupped my bare ass under the sheets. We had fallen asleep before replacing our clothing but the decision seemed to be working out in our favor.
“Mmhmm, it is so.” I placed a tender kiss on the side of his neck before bringing his earlobe between my teeth and biting down gently. He sucked in a breath and squeezed my ass a little harder. I found both pain and pleasure in the sensation.
“Tell me where you want me,” he begged as I pressed my exposed center down onto his dick. The friction sent a ripple through my body which was begging for more of him with every second.
“I want you here,” I pressed, grabbing his hand and pulling it to my center. I could already tell how wet I was for him. My body started to shake in anticipation of having him for the second time in less than twelve hours.
“Here?” he growled as he pressed his finger against my clit. A low moan rumbled from the back of my throat as he started to flick his finger back and forth on the spot. He had strong hands that he had once used to fight for our country but you would never know by the way he used them on me. It was as if he was playing an instrument that was fine-tuned for his fingers and his fingers only.
“Yes,” I managed to get out before he pushed one finger inside of me and brought his lips to my breast. The way his tongue flicked my nipple caused me to arch my back in pleasure. Goosebumps erupted across my skin and my heart started to race. Still sitting on top of him, he shifted me higher so he could reach me better. Now sitting higher on his torso, he used his lips to play with my nipples and his one hand to play with my pussy. The other hand held me in place as I felt his dick grow beneath me.
“Quiero cada centímetro de ti? 2 ,” he groaned, pushing me off of him just as I felt the orgasm starting to grow in my core.
“Soldier,” I huffed, a mix of frustration from him pulling away from me and humor towards him speaking Spanish when he knew I didn't understand him. “I’m really going to need to take Spanish lessons or something because I never know what you’re saying. I only know what ‘hermosa? 3 ’ means because I looked it up.” Not that I care what you’re saying because you sound hot as fuck as you say it.
“You’ll learn over time because I plan on speaking to you like this for a very long time,” he panted as he pushed the sheets off of us and moved so he was on top of me now that I was on my back. “But for now, you just need to know that I said I want every inch of your body and I will have it. Right now.”
My head pressed into the pillow under it as he brought his mouth to my pussy. The way his lips moved across my center made me shout out in pleasure, almost unable to take it.
“Oh my god,” I muttered, feeling the pleasure building from deep inside my belly.
“No, hermosa? 4 , I’m not God. But I will make you see him as many times as you’ll let me.”
His words sparked even more desire in me and within seconds I was taken over the edge. I cried out his name as he continued to flick and play with my clit, not letting up until he had pulled every last second of the orgasm out of me. Slowly, he crawled up my body as I tried to catch my breath.
“Eres mia para siempre? 5 ,” he whispered into my ear.
“Yes, please,” I panted, causing him to chuckle.
“Do you even know what I said?” He looked down at me with one eyebrow raised.
“No, but after what you just did to me I would say yes to anything.”
“Anything?” My heart fluttered when his voice piqued just enough and he gave me a devilish grin. I would actually give this man anything he asked for if he looked at me like this every day.
“Anything,” I repeated playfully, taking in his dark eyes and curls.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded. He pushed himself up and pulled me up by my waist. He moved me so that I was up on all fours, holding myself up on my hands and knees facing away from him. I turned my head to look over my shoulder to find him squaring his hips with mine.
“Are you okay with this?” he asked, catching my glance.
“Please Hank, make me feel good,” I begged. I loved how much he respected me and always checked in before trying anything new. But I wanted him like this and in any way he wanted me. I watched him quickly reach into his bedside table, pull out a condom, and rip the foil open between his teeth before slipping it on.
From behind me, I felt him grab my hips and slowly guide himself inside of me. As he pushed his hard cock deep inside of me, I felt a new part of me come alive. Feeling him this way was something I never experienced before. He was in full control but so was I. From here, I could control how we moved just as much as he could and the power dynamic turned me on. He was sitting up on his knees behind me exploring every inch of my exposed skin with his hands. When he grazed my nipples with his fingers, I arched my back again and pushed my hips towards him even harder. He sank further inside of me, hitting my G-spot and causing another ripple of pleasure to course through my entire body. We found our rhythm like this, with him behind me and me on my knees, and before long, we were both panting and coming close to our finish. I pushed and pulled away from him faster now, needing more friction and more of him to take me over the edge. Sensing this need, he reached a hand towards my pussy and flicked my clit with his fingers. I yelped out in pleasure because it was almost too much at once.
“Vente para mi, hermosa, I want you to come for me,” he commanded from behind me. Our bodies clashed into one another full of sweat and need.
“Fuck, Hank. You’re so good,” I begged, feeling my climax coming faster and faster with each flick of his finger.
“Come on, finish for me. Tell me how good I am. Beg for me to play with your perfect pussy like this until you scream.”
“Please, Hank. Fuck! You’re so good. Don’t stop.” My hips started to buck but he was relentless. His fingers moved faster on my clit as he continued to fuck me from behind.
“Nunca, hermosa. Eres mí para siempre? 6 ,” he growled as he continued to pound into me. Unable to hold my cries in any longer, I cried out his name for a second time and came completely undone underneath him. Sweat ran down my back as he went over the edge a few seconds later. Hearing the guttural moan come from him as he finished almost sent me over the edge again.
He pulled out of me slowly before falling down next to me on the bed and I lowered myself down to lie next to him. His eyes were closed as he worked to catch his breath and as he did, I traced the features of his face with my finger. When my finger reached his lips, he kissed it before grabbing my hand and kissing the inside of my palm.
“Te amaré por siempre, hermosa? 7 ,” he mumbled, pulling me closer to his body.
“I don’t know what you just said,” I reminded him in a whisper.
“I said , I will love you forever, beautiful.” Even though he had told me he loved me before, my heart never got tired of hearing it. I don’t think it ever will.
“Te amaré por siempre? 8 ,” I attempted, trying not to feel silly for speaking Spanish back to him.
“Very good, blondie, very good.”