“Tell me what you’ll show me when we visit.”
I rolled back onto my other side, so he was the big spoon again. He seemed to understand that it was his touch that I needed right now and closed every inch of space between us while I spoke.
I softly told him about some of my favorite places in town. We’d visit Aunt Polly first, of course, so she could meet the man who had my entire heart. We’d have her eggnog and probably laugh over the embarrassing stories she’d tell about me.
I’d take him to The Snowflake Shack to visit Remy and his dad, Adam, my old bosses. We’d reminisce over their burgers and milkshakes, though theirs weren’t as good as ours. Well, I might be just atinybit partial.
Then we’d visit the Christmas tree farm just outside of town. It was the same farm Aunt Polly took me to every year to get our Christmas tree.
“Right next to the tree farm is the falls the town is named after. The place always looked magical and romantic.”
“Yeah? And what would you do to me there?” Hector asked gruffly. He pressed a hot kiss at the base of my neck that had me trembling with pleasure. “Are we going to have a repeat of what happened at the springs?”
I moaned at the memory of skinny-dipping with him, which sent a course of heat to my lower region. The memory seemed to have affected Hector too. With his body flush against mine, it was difficult to miss the hard cock digging into my ass.
“Ignore me,” Hector rumbled and tried to put somedistance between the lower parts of our bodies, but I grabbed his ass to stop him.
I turned my head enough to steal his lips. It wasn’t the optimal angle, but we managed to make it work.
“I want you like this. Want to feel you all over,” I murmured when the kiss broke long enough for me to catch my breath. I was already sliding the clothes off my legs. Hector reached into the nightstand to grab the lube.
“No condoms,” I declared when I saw he’d pulled out the box too. He immediately dropped the box and found his way back to me. His boxers were kicked off, and cock lubed in one smooth motion.
He didn’t need to do much in stretching me, since I was still loose from the fucking last night. Not that I really had the patience for foreplay right now anyway.
It wasn’t just the lust that consumed me. It was the need to feel him inside me. To feel connected to the one person in this world who lit this fire inside my heart. The person who made me feel braver than I actually was.
Hector’s erection soon replaced his fingers. “Tell me if it hurts.”
I made a sound that wasn’t quite agreement, and based on the shallow hiss of air through his teeth, Hector knew I wouldn’t follow his request. I couldn’t right now. My need to have him inside me overshadowed any potential pain.
“Love,” Hector said, the word filledwith both affection and warning. It sent another tingle down my spine. It made me want to see what he’d do if I pushed his buttons enough.
“Hector,” I said, voice whiny. This position didn’t allow me to take the lead as I usually preferred. I reached back and laid a palm on his hairy thigh and tried to move him forward.
He was immovable, damn him, but I didn’t think he wanted to keep this torture up for long.
“You’ll tell me if it hurts,” Hector demanded again. The authority in his voice spiked something foreign inside of me. I didn’t usually like my partners ordering me around or taking control, but Hector doing it now had lust shooting straight to my groin.
I’d probably still prefer being the dominant one in the bedroom most of the time, but right now, after an emotionally exhausting day, this was exactly what I needed.
“Fine,” I finally agreed and yielded to him. He wanted to take care of me, and I wanted that too.
That seemed to appease Hector. He used his large, sexy hand to spread my cheeks enough to position himself. My hand was still on his thigh, trying to urge him to move faster. But with my body half twisted around and him being the big spoon, he had all the control right now.
“Please, Hector,” I begged.
Hector grunted, his hand back on my ass to give it a little smack that had me gasping at how much I liked it.My back arched, my ass shooting backward to get more of what I wanted, but Hector captured my ass again and held me in place.
His slide inside was slow and torturous, but his soft declarations of love made it bearable. He kissed every inch of my face he could reach. I twisted my head as far as I could to meet his mouth, and he swallowed my moans as his hips finally delivered what I’d been begging for.
His body cradled mine, and we stilled for a minute, just soaking in each other’s taste as I adjusted to his size.
Then the rocking started. It was slow, intentional, and drove me fucking mad, while at the same time, brought me peace of mind. It was just Hector and me at this moment.
Nothing else mattered. No stalkers or rumors, just us.
Chapter Twenty-One
