“I do, and you didn’t have to tell me that. You tried to hide your surprise when you said it the first time. You didn’t want me to know you questioned yourself.”
We stare at each other as something passes between us. Sometimes it takes months or years to know you’re meant to have a deep relationship with someone, whether it’s romantic or platonic. Other times, you just know. I just know with Pablo this is more. More than anything from my past.
He helps me stand before he lifts my shirt as I unbutton his. I glance toward the men in the distance.
“We aren’t the first couple to come here. We’re a large family already. With the way my parents’ generation is, I’m surprised we aren’t at least four times as large as we are. They know to look away.”
“Are you sure? I’m not family. What if they think I might try to kill you?”
He grins.
“Then I’d have to wrestle you to the ground and kiss you until you relent. Then I’d fuck you into wanting me to live rather than die.”
He tucks his fingers into the waist of my jeans and tugs me closer. I slide my hands under his shirt and push it off his shoulders as he undoes the last two buttons. I marvel at what I see. He’s a canvas of tattoos. They don’t cover every inch of him, but there are plenty. I’m sure they each have meaning. His body is fucking chiseled. Like some Roman sculptor from the Renaissance carved him from marble. No. Granite. He’s harder than marble.
I trail my fingers over his shoulders, arms, and chest before tucking my fingers beneath his belt and tugging like he did to me. His feet bracket mine as we kiss. I unfasten his belt, then his pants while his hands cup my ass. When I push them down, he lets go of me and unbuttons, then unzips my pants.
“I know what we did earlier, Flora. But if you’re more comfortable with your bra and panties on and me with my boxer briefs, then we can stop undressing now.”
I skim my gaze over him. He’s hard. There’s nothing my imagination needs to wonder.
“I thought you said the guards wouldn’t watch us.”
“They won’t.”
“Are you worried I won’t like what I find?” I waggle my eyebrows at him.
“I’ve just assumed and pushed you into a lot today.”
“Thank you for considering that.”
I wrap my arms around his waist and lean against him. He hugs me back. I slide my hands beneath his boxer briefs and grab his ass.
Definitely granite.
I moan and rub myself against him as I push down the last thing covering him. He unhooks my bra as he steps out of his underwear. He yanks my panties down.
“Don’t wear these again. We’ll order you new clothes, and you can get anything you want except panties. I suggest you get skirts or dresses, but I won’t insist. But I told you, I will fuck you when I want. I will also finger you and taste you whenever the mood strikes. I will not have panties in my way.”
This is part of a twenty-four seven I can get used to. Free use hasn’t been something I’ve done because I’ve only ever met my Doms at my club. It was always a given I wanted to fuck.
“And your boxer briefs?”
“While we’re here, if you don’t want me to wear them, then I won’t. You can take me out whenever you want, but I will still decide how we fuck unless I tell you otherwise.”
That dominance makes me so fucking wet and achy.
“While we’re here? You make it sound like there will be times when we’re together after we leave.”
“I want there to be. I’m letting you into my life, Flora, because I want you to be part of it. I know you’ve been around cartels since you were born, but you haven’t been with someone who’s part of the ruling family. You haven’t been with the heir to the strongest cartel in the world. That brings more danger than you’re in now. I wouldn’t risk you if I didn’t want you to be with me for real.”
Fuck.
That’s a lot to take in now that he’s said it aloud. But it isn’t something I hadn’t already sensed.
“Pablo, I accepted that already. I think I’ve known that since you showed up this morning. I’ve known it since the first time I saw you and wanted you.”
“We’ll go as slowly as you need,chica. I don’t expect you to make decisions as fast as I do. I won’t blame you for having doubts.”
