He grinned, nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck. “Even your voice turns me on.”
“So, I’m really fired, huh? No more pay?”
He threw his head back to laugh, and it was so nice seeing him this joyous and at ease.
“Fired as the nanny,” he said, entwining his fingers with mine. “Hired as mi novia. In this position, you can have whatever you want.”
“Ohh,novia. You make it sound so sexy.”
He lowered his hands to my waist. “I will show yousexy. Come here.”
I yelped as he picked me up, then laughed as I circled my legs around his waist.
He carried me back into the hotel suite and went straight for his bedroom, placing me on my back and sinking between my legs.
We got rid of our clothes piece by piece between deep, passionate kisses, and before I knew it, he was angling himself just right so he could sink into me.
A moan left my lips as he cupped the back of my neck, thrusting carefully with deep grunts. His face hovered above mine as he took control, and that night, he truly made me his.
There was no doubt about it anymore. No more questions, comparisons, or wonders.
I was his, and he was mine.
That night something burned between us that was impossible to explain. But if I had to, I would say that my chest was on fire—no, that my wholebodywas on fire for him. We were combusting in the best way, and the only thing that kept the flames contained were three simple words ...
“I love you,” Javier rasped on my lips. “Te amo mucho, Octavia.”
Tears slid down the sides of my face. I cupped his cheek while the nails of my other hand dragged down the length of his back.
“I love you too,” I whispered.
I realized in that moment that this wasn’t like all the other times we’d had sex before. Yes, all the other times had been incredible, but this was special. This was deep and blissful and powerful.
This was ...making love. I had never experienced such a thing before. I never realized how amazing it could feel, combined with joy.
Now I understood why so many people were desperate to make love.
Because this was personal. It was emotional. It was deep.
I never wanted it to end.
Safe,I thought.You’re finally safe, girl.
Javier pulled out when he came, groaning in my ear and making me clench. His come dripped on my pelvis, and after stealing another kiss, he got up to get a towel and wipe it all away.
Next, he climbed back onto the bed and centered his face between my thighs, clutching my hips in both of his large hands.
“Be still, novia,” he murmured.
Before I could nod, react, or do anything, his tongue skimmed through the lips of my pussy.
And I kid you not, it was the best head he’d ever given me.
Forty-Six
Javier
The getaway with Octavia and Aleesa was perfect. I had not realized how much I’d needed to escape, but just being away from Atlanta for a few days was a relief.
