Chapter 35 – Alana
Chapter
Thirty-Five
ALANA
Iwalk through the house to the kitchen, repeating the phrase over and over in my head so I don’t forget it. I’ve never seen Hank so much as crack a smile before. Whatever the joke is it must be incredibly funny.
I could ask Alejandro what they said, but I’ve hardly seen him this past week.
He’s still doing everything he can to find the person responsible for shooting his father as well as dealing with all the other aspects of his business, and he’s incredibly busy.
He spends long hours working at the hotel.
Even though he comes home to me, it’s often after midnight.
I miss him and feel distance creeping in between us, but I don’t want to complain.
He has far more important things to deal with than me right now.
As well as Alex working all hours, I’m also seeing less of Lucia. Her new school is working out well, and she’s made a friend who lives nearby. Alejandro knows the family, and she’s always accompanied by her guards anyway, so she’s been spending more time there.
I’m happy for her. It’s good that she’s managing to have at least some normal teenaged experiences before she becomes a mom.
But I’m also a touch sad for me. I’m alone a lot, and when I heard Hank and the other guys laughing so hard, I really wanted to join in.
But there’s a language barrier with some of them, as well as the even bigger barrier—I’m their boss’s wife.
I walk into the kitchen and find our housekeeper, Magda, preparing dinner.
“Evening, Alana,” she says with a smile.
“Hi, Magda. Need any help?” I reply.
“No thank you, dulce nina. I’m almost done.”
I lean back against the counter and pop a piece of crunchy bell pepper into my mouth. Magda is putting some dishes into the sink by the time I’ve finished eating it. “Magda, what does la llevamos por las dos puertas mean?” I ask her.
Magda almost drops the plate she is carrying onto the floor.
She fumbles and manages to prevent it from slipping out of her hands, but her face turns a bright shade of red.
She stares at me with her mouth gaping open.
I have no idea why she looks so shocked.
I often come to her and ask for translations, and none of them have made her react like this before.
“Alana!” I hear a voice behind me and realize Alejandro just walked through the door. I smile at the sight of him and want to run into his arms. I didn’t expect him home so early. He’s dressed in one of his impeccably tailored suits and, as usual, he looks good enough to lick from head to toe.
He looks almost as shocked as Magda, and I’m starting to think I’ve repeated something highly inappropriate. “What? What did I say?” Magda clears her throat and carries on clearing the dishes as Alejandro crosses the room to me.
“You almost gave Magda a heart attack,” he says, half scowling, half grinning. “Come with me.” Placing his hand on the small of my back, he guides me out of the kitchen.
“What?” I whisper as soon as we are in the hallway.
“Tell me again what you just said. I need to make sure I heard you right.”
I blush. Whatever it is, it’s obviously either very offensive or very inappropriate. “La llevamos por las dos puertas?” I say quietly. “Maybe I’m pronouncing it wrong?”
“Oh, you’re pronouncing it fine, princesa. But where did you hear that?”
I swallow. “A couple of the guards said it to Hank just now and he burst out laughing. Like tears coming out of his eyes, laughing. I’ve never even seen him smile before. I thought it must have been something really funny.”
He rubs a hand across his jaw. “Hmm. It’s not exactly funny, but I’ll deal with those canallas later.”
“They didn’t know I was listening,” I tell him, not wanting to get anybody in trouble. “It’s not their fault.”
“It’s okay. I know the men will joke around. Where is Lucia?”
“She’s at the Neilson’s again. Why? Do you need to speak to her?”
He shakes his head. “No. Just checking we’re alone,” he says as he starts walking toward the stairs. “Magda won’t bother us.”
“So, what does it mean?” I ask for the third time. I’m beginning to feel like I’m invisible.
He stops in his tracks and grins before bending his head and brushing his lips across my ear. “Come with me and I’ll show you,” he growls, grabbing hold of my hand and leading me to the bedroom.
As soon as the bedroom door is closed, Alejandro walks me to the bed and silently undresses me.
It’s exquisite feeling his hands all over my body, him planting soft kisses on my skin as it’s exposed to the cool air.
He murmurs to himself in Spanish as he removes everything I’m wearing. I feel like a goddess.
For once, he doesn’t even tear my panties, just helps me step out of them and then holds them to his face, inhaling deeply.
I should be used to this kind of thing by now, but I still blush at the intense look on his face.
“Fuck, princesa, you smell delicious, do you know that?” he says.
He kisses me and then pushes back down onto the bed.
I lie naked and trembling before him, thrilled at his surprise visit.
“I’m glad you’re home early,” I whisper.
“So am I. I’ve missed you, and I’m sorry I haven’t been around much.
” He starts to undress himself, and I lie back and enjoy the show.
“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He licks his lips as he looks down at me, his expression dark, unreadable.
His eyes roam over my body as though he’s planning what to do with me.
He looks like he wants to completely devour me.
What the hell did I ask Magda in the kitchen?
Alejandro walks to the nightstand and takes out a bottle of lube and the vibrator he bought me a few months ago when I complained about missing him on his trip to Philadelphia.
He places them down on the bed beside me, and I swallow deeply.
I’ve had a lot of fun with this vibrator on my own, but something tells me it’s going to be a very different experience using it with Alejandro.
“So are you going to tell me what it means now?” I breathe.
He crawls onto the bed, holding himself over me. “Well, the literal translation is we took her by the two doors. Do you know what that means?” He sucks one of my nipples into his hot mouth, swirling his tongue around its pebbled surface. I gasp with pleasure.
Oh my goodness. I remember the looks on the guards’ faces now. The way Hank doubled over with laughter. Poor Magda. Now it totally makes sense. “I think I have a rough idea,” I groan as one of his hands slips between my thighs.
“Tell me what you think it means,” he says as he moves his head southwards, dropping deliciously soft kisses over my stomach.
“That those two guys had sex with a woman at the same time?” I pant.
“Yes. One fucked her pussy, while the other one fucked her ass,” he says as he moves his head between my thighs and finds my clit with his tongue. I suck in a sudden breath, my whole body responding to his skilled mouth.
“Oh,” I groan as he slips two fingers inside me. “I see.”
“Are you wondering what that might be like, my naughty little princesa?”
“No. Yes. I mean, I wouldn’t want to be with anybody but you…”
He speeds up his fingers, his thumb rubbing against my swollen bud with each stroke, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.
“I know that. And obviously there’s not a chance in hell that I would let anyone but me fuck you. But I can show you how it would feel to have both of your beautiful holes filled at the same time. How does that sound?”
I gasp, even the idea of it heightening my pleasure. “It sounds…good. I want that. Please.”
He laughs, obviously enjoying the power he has over me. “I thought you might, greedy girl that you are. So, I need you really relaxed for me.”
He puts his mouth back between my legs and sucks my clit between his lips. The endorphins crash through my body as he suckles at it, lashing it with his tongue, applying exactly the right amount of pressure to have me screaming for my release.
“Alex,” I groan as he brings me to the edge of ecstasy, keeping me teetering on the brink until I can hardly stand it any longer. I start begging him to let me come.
He chuckles against my skin as he finally gives me my release. As the orgasm washes over me in long rolling waves, he crawls back up the bed until he is lying beside me. Boy. That did the trick. I’m so relaxed now, I feel like I’m made of liquid.
“Turn onto your side,” he says softly in my ear.
I do as he told me, facing away from him, my legs still trembling. He reaches over and grabs hold of the lube and the vibrator. I hear the cap of the lube snapping open and then the sound of liquid being squirted into Alejandro’s hand. My legs shake as I feel him behind me, coating his cock.
He presses his lips against my ear. “Open those legs wide for me. Let’s put all that yoga you do to good use,” he growls.
I raise my right leg into the air, and he presses closer to me. The vibrator buzzes to life while he slides it into my pussy. He swears in Spanish as he watches it disappear inside me. “Fuck, that looks beautiful,” he sighs out.
He kisses my neck, sliding the toy in and out of me, using it expertly to build me back up again. This man does everything with such skill, and before long I feel a familiar pressure start to mount inside me.
“You ready for me too now?” he asks as he stills his hand. I gulp back a moment of fear. I want this, even if I am a little scared.
“Yes,” I pant. The vibrator feels good, but there is nothing better than the feeling of him inside me. He presses his cock against my ass and pushes the tip in a fraction.
“Alex,” I moan at the stretch and the slight burn as he intrudes. Having my pussy full of the vibrating toy while he pushes his cock inside me from the back feels overwhelming, and I have to take a deep breath.
“That’s it, princesa, breathe. You can take me too,” he growls in my ear. “Keep those legs spread until I’m all the way in.”