By Jesse Carter

 

Blade piloting that jet was the most erotic thing in the world, in fact, the embodiment of sex in flesh and blood right before my eyes. I was ashamed of the profane thoughts I had with him, apart from the erotic dreams I'd been having almost every night since I'd first met him. When I looked at myself it was as if a wave of heat invaded my whole body radiating to the middle of my legs, unlike when I was with Miche that even almost having my first kiss I could not feel anything but affection and tenderness. If he said he did not like him, he would be lying, but he did not even get close to what he felt for Blade.

At that moment, he watched as he was holding the knob tightly, making the muscles in his arms grow, leaping out of the short sleeve of his shirt, looking even stronger. For an instant, he let go of the stick for a moment to run his hand through his naturally sexy hair. She wanted him to leave on autopilot, but no, he was the kind of man who liked to do things well and with his bare hands.

- Are you hungry? - He took off his aviator sunglasses and looked at me intently.

-Just a little and you? – he rubbed one leg in the other the air was tense inside that cabin.

- Starving!. -He looked at the neckline of my dress, moistening his lips with his tongue.

Oh! Damn, how could I resist Blade Maldonado? How funny! At that moment he did not look so untouchable. Maybe because up until now I had not been rude or shouted at me like the last time and his face was not sour as usual.

-Eat this chocolate for now. - When we get there, I'll give you something hot and delicious.

Mr.! I knew he was talking about food, but it was as if he was referring to something completely different something that has to do with sex, raw and wild. I took the little brown wrapping from his hand, dead with shame as if he could find out at any moment what I was thinking.

- Thanks! - I said awkwardly, taking a generous bite of the chocolate. He did not bother to hold any more dialogue for the rest of the trip and I thanked God so much for that. I did not want to ruin everything or risk being mistreated again.

We landed in Tijuana around 10 pm on a clandestine runway in the middle of nowhere. There was a very nice man with an old pickup truck waiting to take us to the hotel where we would spend the night. According to Blade we would go after Carlo Castelli's son, the son of his father's enemy, just the other day.

Blade kept quiet on the way to the restaurant, it was a few miles from the hotel where we were staying. When we got there, the truth is that I could not figure out if it was a nightclub or a "dating" house. I think it was a bit of everything. There was women dancing a song with the hot, almost bare pace on an improvised stage with men shouting some things in Spanish and throwing money at some couples clutching fervently around the corner.

I was kind of awkward in that place. Seeing this, Blade led me to a more discreet spot in the back with only a two-seater table. The decor was rustic and included some antiques, such as statues of gods from Greek mythology, and pictures with black-and-white photos of eighties women nude in sensual poses. We sat there on that modest wooden table facing the large panoramic window, overlooking the madness that was Tijuana at night. Since I had no idea what was written on the menu, Blade made the requests in Spanish and with a perfect pronunciation. I did not like the way the waitress looked at him when he came to bring the dishes, she wore a uniform at least two numbers smaller than the one for her, offering herself blatantly to Blade, and the cretin chatting to her. After all, I had to admit that the food was delicious, especially the tortillas, Pozole and Mexican drinks, which were addictive.

-If I were you, I'd go easily on drinking, investigator, they say El Sotol has the aphrodisiac effect from the second twelve. - By my accounts, this is the sixth. He pointed to the empty glass in my hands, had just turned in one gulp.

I was really feeling an unusual heat, could barely understand what he was talking about because he was too hypnotized looking at his sensual mouth.

-You have a beautiful, attractive mouth. - I thought louder, the strange thing was that I had not regretted it at all. It was alcohol rising in my head.

He looked at me in surprise for a few moments before leaning over the table and standing next to me.

- Do you really think that? - He asked his voice thicker than usual.

I had forgotten how handsome Blade was! And at that moment he came a little closer. I think I would lose I mind once and steal a kiss, even if I was shot afterward.

- What are you drinking? - I changed the subject, pointing to a bottle beside his plate, and without asking for permission I took a sip on my mouth without taking my eyes off his. I did not know what was happening to me, I could not think before I acted.

-Careful investigator, this is not for girls like you. - He took the bottle from my hand and leaned his back against the chair, relaxing his body, taking a sip of the drink without losing eye contact.

- Girls like me? - I asked nervously.

-Virgin and naive! - He took another swig in the drink with a defiant look, half his mouth pulling up into a mischievous grin. He was so handsome a jerk.

-You do not know me, Blade.

 I ripped off his bottle and drank the rest in one gulp. You're right, I almost gasped, feeling my throat burn, but I swallowed it all.

-I bet your throat must be on fire. This drink was made to taste little by little, just like certain things ... -said the slut sexier than ever.

He was having fun on me and people have been doing this to me since I was born.

- What do you call that drink? I'll buy of it when I get to Los Angeles. -I lied blatantly I never wanted to see another bottle of that in my life.

I took a forkful of the rest of my food that was more than half intact on my plate. I was very anxious beside him, could not eat right.

-It's the famous tequila they say it is aphrodisiac too. -I was surprised that he was being so bold and sensual with me.

- What lively music, I think I'm going to dance a little.

I got up half dizzy stumbling my own feet and went to the middle of the dance floor, never in my life would I have the courage to do that if I were sober. But I would do anything to get away from him at that moment, I was afraid when he was educated with me that way.

It was the song of a movie that I liked very much “Lambada”, forbidden dance I closed my eyes and let the beat and the effect of the alcohol take me. Slowly moving his hip, like a sneaky snake. I was feeling totally free and warm. The heat that consumed me was so much that I had to gather my hair with the aid of my hands to the top of my head for a few moments, then let them loose, letting a wave of curls fall like a cascade over my face. Still, with my eyes closed, I began to imagine how I wanted to be touched by the Blade at that moment to the sound of that exciting song, I could feel your eyes on me and this instigated me even more.

Llorando se fue' quien algun dia solo me hizo llorar

Llorando se fue' quien algun dia solo me hizo llorar

Llorando estará al recordarse de un amor

que algun dia no supo cuidar

Estara' llorando al recordarse de un amor

que algun dia no supo cuidar

El recuerdo estara' con el donde quiera que vaya

El recuerdo estara' por siempre alla' donde quiera que vaya yo"

Danza, sol y mar, yo los guardare' en la mirada

El amor hace perder y encontrar…

I slid my hands over my breasts over the dress and squeezed them, not satisfied I took them to the hem of the dress and held it tightly as support to continue, without worrying about anything else than enjoying the moment. In that I think, a part of my thigh was exposed because I heard some men whistling around me. I did not care about it either, the legs were mine and I showed it to whomever I wanted.

- No at all! -When I opened my eyes Blade was standing in front of me, possessed!

Holding my arm tightly, I could see the gleam of hatred in his eyes, which at that moment was in a dark gray tone with slight blue spots lost in that endless darkness. How did he know what I was thinking? And why was he so nervous just because of a dance that did not make sense. Not even a little.

- Let me go! You're hurting me, you walk away from here and let me dance in peace, -I shouted nervously, trying to let go of his grip.

- Dancing? That rhythm should be outlawed in a notary's office, all the men in this place stopped to see you and your sexually explicit presentation, -he shouted.

When I looked to the side I noticed that, really, most men had opened a wheel in the hall to see me dance.

-Do not exaggerate, Blade, I was just having fun. -I wanted to cry, he was doing something innocent looking like a crime. But I was strong and I held the cry trying to lower the dress, totally ungrateful due to the way the men were looking at me with a frightening expression.

-Doing something like that? A little bitch - he said breaking my heart it looked like a knife had crossed my chest so much pain was almost unbearable.

I had dropped everything to come with him to that strange place, full of crazy people, leaving behind someone who really liked me, to be offended in that horrible way just because of a dance, it was not fair with me.

-You're a slut, are not you, Blade? - Because only this kind even to put up with your rudeness, because a decent woman could never stand a douche like you. -I ran away half dizzy and crying a lot, feeling the worst person in the world.

-Who do you think you are to talk to me like that, girl? - He managed to reach me halfway down the hotel corridor, grabbed my neck and jammed me to the wall, completely immobilizing me, almost hanging me. Surely it would have marks later.

-Stop calling me a fucking girl! - I'm twenty-six years old, a trained police officer, and I take care of my own nose. I'm not a girl anymore, so stop treating me like that - I screamed suddenly irritated, it would drive me off.

- Woman? Do not make me laugh, Jesse, you're just a spoiled little girl who's going to start crying at any moment wanting Mom's lap. Even nervous, the feel of Blade's chest rubbing against me was dizzying. In fact, everything about him was perfect.

-If you had not ruined with my date with Miche, maybe I would have become a woman in his arms tonight, but I was stupid enough to beg a real man to come after a brat. - Because, to me, that's what it is, Blade, it's just big kid. -When I notice I alread had spoken, I just wanted to hurt him the way he had hurt me before.

-I did not make you come with me if you wanted so badly to be in his arms now why did you come? - He lowered his voice this time, his voice almost in a whisper.

Blade turned his back on me, did not want me to see my face. Totally dizzy and unable to stand alone, I slid my back against the wall until I found the floor, the alcohol decided to show service at that moment. I had no idea of anything or anyone just wanted to go back to my house and cry until I died.

- Because I'm an idiot! - It took all my life to like someone and went to pick an asshole, arrogant and heartless motherfucker. Now I'm in another country lying on the floor, drunk with a broken heart for him, in a thousand pieces. I covered my face with my hands and began to cry compulsively.

- Come on, I'll take you to your room. -he took me in her lap like a baby, the care was the same.

I hid my face in his chest, crying softly, smelling sweet of his imported perfume, I wanted so much to hate him, but I just could not. He sat me down on the bed, with a kindness that I thought he had not with anyone.

- Thanks! -I thanked him with a tearful voice wiping his face, could not contain the cry.

-Do you want to take a cold shower? - You'll feel better. He sat next to me, too late.

- No! I want you, Blade! - I tried to kiss him I did not care about anything else. Nothing would make me happier than being able to touch him, to feel the warmth of his body.

- Enough! Do not you think you've offered enough for today? – you should not have drunk so much I should have stopped you from taking all that tequila. He held my arms and kept me from approaching him as if I was disgusted to touch me.

-I do not care what you think about me, you messed up my first kiss today, and your duty is to fix it.- I do not know when another kid will want to kiss me again, since school time they do not look at me, I've never been to a ball, you know? No one wanted to be seen with "Jesse the Stranger." The first meeting I had in my life was with Miche, I think he really likes me.

I lay in the sleepy bed almost asleep, but not before I heard him say it before leaving.

- Me too. -Blade confessed in a soft voice, for a moment I felt I was going to touch my face, but I could not open my eyes. -With you, it means more to me than it seems, - he finished before leaving practically running, closing the door behind him.

I woke up half bewildered with my head seeming to explode at any moment it was the unfortunate result of so many tequilas ingested in the inner night in a moment of idiocy. I wanted to not remember what happened, but unfortunately, I remembered every minute. How stupid! Offer me to the Blade that way, in what world would a man like him want to kiss a strange girl made me?

I turned to the side and stood in a fetal position, all shrunk trying to swallow the cry. I had drunk too much to prove who I am not and now I would die of embarrassment when I met him, surely now I was sure that I was, in fact, any. Then I cried all I could, thinking how ridiculous my life was, a real failure. My father was always right, he should have been born dead that would not be necessary for anyone. I tried to get up and fell on my face I was still a little dizzy. With much difficulty, I got up and went to take my bath. Without having anything to wear I wrapped myself in a ridiculously pink-shock towel, horrible. I was combing my hair with my fingers when I heard an insistent knock on the door. I trembled with fear wondering who could be so soon.

- Sorry, did I wake you?

I had to rub my eyes to believe that Blade was actually standing at my door at 5 am and apologizing for waking me up. This kind of kindness did not suit him, it was frightening. He was so handsome! He wore the same clothes he had worn the night before, except without the black leather jacket he had lent me. That damn dark jeans shaping the beautiful body well made up of well-defined muscles a fair white shirt with short sleeves displaying strong arms, a very sexy part of the chest was on display. His hair was messy and his expression slightly tired, as if he had not been sleeping. The eyes in a deep blue, two sapphires shining like moonlight. Blade was the most handsome man I had ever seen in life, the true image of sin.

-No need to apologize, is there any trouble for you coming here so early? - And about yesterday, forgive me for trying to kiss you. It was about the effect of alcohol, at the moment I forgot that you do not like being touched, especially by me. I looked down in embarrassment, turning the ring on my finger from side to side, doing it when I was nervous.

My heart was broken I wanted the hangover to make me at least forget the part of him running away when I tried to kiss him.

-Nothing happened, Jesse, - he said in that thick voice of the hells, aware of the movements I made with the ring, which made me melt with a simple "hi."

He stuck his hands in his pocket, for a minute I thought I was ashamed.

-If it is not to quarrel with me for what I did yesterday, why did you come? - I asked confused, staring at him, trying not to waver in the face of such beauty, Blade was never as beautiful as at that moment.

-Because I left yesterday leaving something I wanted very much, but the way you were drunk I thought it would not be fair for you to wake up in the morning without remembering your first kiss. The most I could hope for was until the day dawned, I hope you're reasonably sober now, because I've been drunk all night, and it has nothing to do with alcohol, -he said soberly, surveying me from head to foot.

-You made me cry all night I promised myself it would be the last time. - I reached out with an open hand to keep him from approaching me.

-I promised myself I'd never go after any woman in my life and look where I am. - He pushed my hand to the side, making room for his passage. He was really determined. -Promises come and go, you should not cling to these things, investigator. There was a funny expression on his face he could not understand why he was playing with me that way.

-Where do you want to go with this, Blade? - Do not play with me, you can´t stand me and you I disgust you. She thinks I'm clunsy, dumb and you hate my hair. At that moment, it was almost drying, being higher than ever as a lion.

-Have you ever heard that those who scorn to want to buy? - He asked slightly rudely and ran his fingers through my hair, holding some curls.

-You do not even know why you're here, Blade. Go away and let's forget what happened.

I was so afraid of what was happening, I just wanted to get away. I'd been hurt by so many people in my life, just wanted to protect myself from the world from now on.

-I'm here for ...- He took a deep breath. - I'm here because of it.

And so Blade came closer to me pushing me carefully until I found the wall closer. He moved his right hand to the back of my head, preventing it from pounding. Before I could protest, he took my face in his hands and brought his hand up to the tip of his nose to touch mine. A soft gentle touch nothing threatening. It made me smile like a teenager in love. At that moment I realized that Blade was a little lost and closed his eyes against my forehead.

-Since yesterday, when I saw you in that short white dress, - he said with a certain anger I wanted to do that, but I had to content myself with imagining.

For a moment I thought I had gone mad, that was not the Blade, not really. I could only have smoked some very strong Mexican drug or something.

- Blade! -His name came out of my mouth full of desire, as if an enchantment had dominated me, I could not think of anything else.

My heart beat faster and faster as his lips moved closer to mine. At that moment I was having my first kiss and it was with Blade Maldonado, the man I was in love with and who spoke to me through the moon. I totally lost the ability to reason and I was carried away by emotion, for the moment. Then he brushed his lips against mine, were warm, damp and surprisingly soft. When his tongue asked for passage into my mouth I was not sure what to do experienced as he was and much older than me, pressed the his body against mine in a firm gesture tightening my waist tightly to give me confidence.

In the beginning, our tongues met like two young people meeting each other timidly, I had to stand on my toes to reach him. Suddenly, I almost unbalanced and fell, so he wrapped his arms around my waist even harder and lifted my body a little to stay his height. I bite his lower lip innocently which resulted in a loud erotic moan of him leaving me totally flattered because it was because of me. I've never felt so alive, wanted. My hand was resting on top of his heart, which was beating fast and wide like a hummingbird. He did not cross the line with me, and I was just in tow so he could force something else, but he did not. He was extremely polite, caring and gentle. For a moment I thought it would not end anymore and I love him I could kiss him for the rest of my life. Consequently, due to the lack of air, we were forced to stop and breathe a little, without creating any centimeter of distance between our faces.

-I knew you would find me, Angel ... I knew ... - he smoothed my face, sighing relieved as if she'd found something she'd been looking for a long time.