Chapter 12
Morning came and our perfect evening had passed. When could we be together the next time? Would we always have to sneak around? It just didn’t seem fair that two people so happy couldn’t openly be together.
Javier stared at me. “What's going through that mind of yours?”
Looking up at him, I smiled. “I’m pouting because I can’t see you whenever I want.”
Saying nothing, he kissed my forehead.
I rolled up an elbow and gazed at him. “I’m serious. When will we ever have time together with the way my Gestapo parents are?”
“We’re here now, aren’t we?”
“What about after today? What then?”
“We’ll find a way. Don’t worry. Let’s just take one day at a time.” He rolled me on my back and slid down under the sheets.
“What are you doing?” I laughed when I suddenly felt my thighs spread apart and his tongue between them.
“Oh my God.” I jumped, not expecting what I was feeling. He already had his hands on my hips holding me still. His tongue probed and touched me. His mouth pressed against me. My hands slipped into his hair and I felt myself lose control. This feeling was surreal and glorious. He came back up from under the sheets and kissed me hard.
Tasting myself on Javier’s lips was unexpected. If that was his intention, it was hot. His hand slid back down, touching me, readying me. He pulled the drawer open, removing another condom. This time he took my hand and helped me roll it onto him. He flipped me around and I found myself on top of him. I didn’t know what to do. The morning sun made me feel exposed and vulnerable. For a moment, I worried about being seen openly in the bright bedroom.
“Stop fretting and just enjoy this.” His hands probed me and he pushed himself into me. I was a little sore from the previous night, but totally ready from his little surprise a few minutes ago. I felt nervous being on top and wasn’t sure what to do next. He grabbed my hips and started easing me up and down on him.
In a matter of a few moments, I’d taken control and was enjoying this thoroughly. Once again, Javier ensured I met my climax as he rubbed my sweet spot while I moved. I couldn’t take much more and exploded with such intensity that I had to come forward and hold onto him. He kept moving through my orgasm, which kept me going as I felt myself clenching against him. He pushed into me hard, groaning as he held onto me, letting me know he’d met the same pleasure that I was feeling.
I rested on top of his chest. Trying to catch my breath, I totally relaxed in his arms. He ran his hand up and down my back while my breathing slowly returned to normal. “Javier?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you too.”
He kissed the top of my head and pulled me to him tighter. We drifted off to sleep until we heard a knock on the door. We both shot up at lightning speed.
“Oh my God, Javier! What if it’s your parents?”
“Shh, stay here and I’ll see who it is.” He got up and flung the second condom in the garbage. On his way across the room, he pulled on a T-shirt and shorts. He walked to the door and yelled. “Who is it?”
“Veronica.”
Javier cracked the door. “What do you want?”
“I need to get Kayla into the house before someone notices she’s in here with you.”
“Can’t we just say that I invited her to go out to breakfast and she met me here?”
“Well, wise guy, where do you think you two are going to go without risking being seen by her family? You have to stay here which means she needs to get back into the house. I brought her a T-shirt and shorts. You guys can act like you’re taking a morning walk, showing her around the grounds and crap like that. After breakfast, she can shower up in the main house.”
“Thanks, Veronica. You’re the best little liar I know.”
“Shut up, bonehead. Get moving before you two get caught. And don’t say I never did anything for you.” Veronica turned and walked away.
He grinned as he returned, clothes in hand. “Here, Veronica brought you some things. You can get ready in the main house with her.”
I took the bag and looked inside. Shorts, T-shirt, and flip-flops. “Is she mad I stayed in here with you all night?”
“Why would she be mad?”
“Because I’m here with her cousin and she knows what we are doing in here.”
“Don’t you know who I am? She wouldn’t dare get mad at me or you.”
“No actually, I don’t. Who are you that you can go to the front of the line at the pub, prance around town in in your hot vintage car, and nobody ever tells you no?”
His dark eyes locked on mine as he stepped very close to me, “I am Javier Fuentes, the one who just took you in my bed, the favorite son of this family, the favorite grandchild and the favorite nephew. I have connections everywhere and use them as needed. I also declared that I love you, which I have never said to any girl in my life because it wasn’t true before you.”
I smiled back taking all of this in, not moving. “What makes you the favorite?”
“Why am I your favorite?”
“Are you sleeping with your family too?” I frowned, joking with him some more.
“That is disgusting,” he said, trying to keep a straight face.
Laughing, we both dressed and walked the grounds as instructed by Veronica.