“Good evening, Simon. It’s good to see you again,” I say to the driver, feeling my face burning.
“Good evening, miss. It’s a pleasure to serve you again.”
I get into the car, followed by Guillermo. I’m so nervous that I fumble three times to fasten my seatbelt, aware that his eyes are on me the whole time. Without asking, he overlaps his fingers with mine, taking over the task.
When our skin touches, it feels like electric currents shock me in different parts of my body. Immediately, our eyes seek each other out, the hunger for each other reflected.
My gaze falls to his mouth, and he makes a low sound.
“Don’t look at me like that. I’m on the edge, Olívia.”
My entire skin tingles with the mix of threat and promise. Instead of pulling away, I let my tongue run over my own lips.
He nibbles on my earlobe but does nothing more, and I squeeze my thighs, unable to disguise my desire.
Chapter 49
I tried to do everything right.
I planned our dinner from the moment she invited me.
I arranged everything with Julien. I asked him to leave a meal ready in my apartment, and I asked my mother to take care of Nina today because Olívia and I needed to talk.
Yes, I know that Valentina was supposed to be with us. On the other hand, I’ve never claimed to be perfect, so I admit I wasn’t entirely honest.
With all that cleared up, my intentions were relatively innocent when I brought her home, but the moment I saw her walking towards me, even before touching her, I completely lost track of the carefully crafted plan.
Now, as Simon parks the car, I can hardly keep my hands off my girl.
We say goodbye to him, and I guide her towards the private elevator. Inside, I press the penthouse button without even looking at the panel. One hand rests on the wall behind her.
I lower my mouth and let my lips run over her jaw and chin. “Tell me you want this.”
When I pull away to await her response, her cheeks are flushed with excitement and she bites her lip while looking at me and nodding affirmatively.
“I need to hear it. I’ve waited days to hear you say that you want me definitively in your life. I won’t accept a nod as an answer.”
Her chest rises and falls with short breaths. “I’m yours, Guillermo.”
I feel every muscle in my body tense. The desire restrained out of respect for what she asked of me, the love I had never experienced until I met her, overflows in my every cell.
“You can bet on that.” I lift her up, and her thighs open to accommodate me.
Our mouths seek each other, eager. The longing for her scent, the warmth of her skin, her taste, is an explosive combination that turns me into a caveman.
Her response matches in intensity.
There’s no room for conversation, explanations, or doubts. Just moans, tongues consuming each other, teeth marking skin.
Still holding her, I kick the apartment door closed. I sit her on the table and remove her blouse. Clumsily, I destroy some buttons along the way.
“Where is Nina?”
“With my mother.” I remove my coat and suit, and she almost tears off my shirt. The tie is loosened and tossed aside.
Now, both of us hastily remove our pants, like two teenagers discovering sex.
“I wanted this lack of control from the beginning,” she says.
