“Hector, what are you—I wasn’t done,” I practically whined.
“Babe, as much as I want to come down the back of your throat, I’d rather be in that tight pussy, having it milk me while I make you scream my name.” His words alone sent a tingle through my belly and my legs.
“Bedroom,” he said, and he didn’t have to tell me twice.
I turned and took off as fast as my legs would take me.
He followed just as quickly behind me, because I no sooner got next to his bed and turned around when he grabbed the sides of my head and captured my mouth in a fevered kiss. His tongue found mine with desperate need. The kiss was rough and real and everything I wanted in that moment.
He lifted me and slid me back so my legs were hanging off the bed and I was on my back. He worked at stripping himself of his shirt, leaving only his black boxer briefs on. They may still be on, but there was no denying what was inside as I stared at the rock-hard bulge fully outlined inside them.
He leaned forward and helped rid me of my own clothes and then his before returning his mouth to mine. He poured everything into that kiss and I never wanted something to last forever like I did this moment.
“Fuck, you have the most perfect body,” he said, staring at me dreamily. “It’s like you were made for me, Iris. Everything I had on my wish list for a perfect woman is right here in front of me.”
When he said stuff like that, I just melted.
The next moment, his mouth was on me, sucking on the bundle of nerves between my legs while his fingers dipped inside and stroked me. His rough beard scratched all the right places, and then his soft tongue soothed. The juxtaposition of those sensations increased my hunger for more. Maybe it was because I was already worked up from earlier, or maybe it was what he’d said to me, but I could already feel that my orgasm was close.
Hector scooted me back farther onto the bed and positioned himself on top. I was so excited for what was about to happen that I didn’t care that I wasn’t the one on top. I just looked up and admired the sexy man above me.
He joined our hands and lifted them over my head, staring down at me as if he couldn’t believe this was real.
“Just so you know, you’re my safe space too,” he said to me, taking one of his hands and cupping my cheek. “I’m very aware that this is not a level playing field. You are so far out of my league, it’s not even funny, but I’m not letting go now. You’re mine now. You make me a betterperson. You’ve brought me a sense of redemption and atonement I never thought I would get. You taught me that I not only deserve those, but that I can be the manyoudeserve.”
Dear God, did he just say that?
“I’m yours?” I asked playfully, checking to see if I’d misheard him.
“Yeah, you are. I fought being with you for too long. But now that I’ve had perfection, there’s no going back.”
“I love that you think I’m perfect, Hector, but you’re putting me up on a pedestal. I could gain or lose weight. My body could change.”
He put his finger to my lips to quiet me. “Iris, yeah, your body is a big part of what attracts me to you, but it’s not everything. Your personality is the opposite of mine. You’re sunshine to my firestorm. You put a light back inside me. A light that I thought was burned out for good—and so did my family. You brought me out of my shell. You bring me a joy I haven’t had in decades. I don’t care if you get fatter, skinnier, lose hair, get stretch marks…You will always be the perfect woman for me.”
Oh. My. God. Was it hot in here?
“I love knowing other men overlooked you.”
“You like knowing other people didn’t want to have sex with me?” I asked, not sure I’d heard him correctly.
“No. I like knowing that other people missed out on what’s now mine. And I’m gonna revel in the fact that I won out in the end because I get to have the most beautiful woman underneath me.”
When he said stuff like that, my heart just turned to mush.
This time, I put my finger to his mouth.“Shut up and fuck me,” I said, kissing him fiercely.
He buried himself inside me a fraction of a second later. I gasped and bucked my hips as euphoric sensations coursed through my body.
He drove into me at a fevered pace, and I’d never felt anything better.
Unintelligible noises were all that could be heard, along with the slick sounds of him thrusting back and forth inside me.
“You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Iris. The best goddamn thing ever.”
At his rough voice, I detonated. My orgasm rushed through me, and I could feel the pleasure all over my body. I yelled his name, but my mind was blank.
I knew he followed shortly behind me, but I was in an entirely different universe, on another wavelength.
