“I think you deserve a reward for listening.” I kissed the inside of her knees. She shook from the anticipation; she was right where I wanted her: super sensitized.
SUMMER
My body quivered. I’d never been pushed so far by someone’s touch. His lips had explored every inch of my flesh, except my pussy, twisting my core, driving me close to a dangerous addiction. My heart pounded in my chest, my gut coiled with tension as I waited, with bated breath, for my reward.
I shuddered, a cold wave rolling down my spine and reaching around to my pulsating sex as a vibration sounded in the air. I swallowed hard as his fingers spread me open. The cold air wafted over my center. I knew what was coming; I just didn’t know when.
His cool breath added to my anxiety as my womb further tightened. My muscles were nearly cramping, my mind and body overwrought as fear and anticipation tangoed once again. I tugged on my handcuffs, the metal biting into my wrists. I fought my desire, forcing myself not to slide into where I knew he was.
He kissed my mound. “Good girl.”
I wept when the cold toy hit my clit, the vibration throwing my hypersensitive body overboard immediately. Pleasure shot through me; every nerve ending burst into flames, flickering with intense heat and shocking electricity beneath his assault. My stomach fluttered, my pussy quaked as tears streamed down my cheeks. I gasped for air between each cry, my limbs unable to hold me steady under his attack. I was too weak to fight the onslaught of my orgasm. He knew me too well, and my body was too eager to submit to him.
I choked on my emotions. Everything that’d happened the last few months caught up with me. The dam broke inside me. I couldn’t pin point exactly what I felt. I was overwhelmed; my mind everywhere as my heart reached out to Cruz. I didn’t understand everything, but I knew my breakthrough centered on him. The same fear and anticipation that he elicited, I’d felt every night my father drank. I’d buried my strength in that stress, but Cruz pulled it out of me. He forced me to face what he knew I could handle, and assured me he’d be there to help me deal with the rest.
This wasn’t a BDSM relationship, but he wasn’t afraid to take me there if he thought that’s what I needed. I loved him for it. Cruz knew me better than I knew myself after three days. He inspired me to be a stronger woman; he helped me embrace who I was, excess sexiness and all.
CRUZ
She was sobbing, her body still shaking when I released her. I turned off the vibrator and tossed it aside. Pride surged inside me. I knew she’d wanted to touch me, but she resisted. She trusted me to take care of her. Without her realizing it, her submission took our relationship to an untouchable level.
My hands soothed her skin everywhere. She fought back more tears. This was about more than us. She’d broken new ground. She proved something to herself; she’d faced her inner demons. Submission wasn’t meant to weaken; it was meant to empower, and I was in awe of her strength in this moment.
I gathered her in my arms, kissing her cheeks, her nose, her head, her jaw and her chin. “I love you.” I kissed her lips, savoring their softness; enjoying the way they melded to mine perfectly.
I reigned myself in and removed her blindfold. She squinted in reflex to the brightness of the lamp after being shut in darkness, locked in with her inner self. Her eyelids fluttered as she adjusted to the light. Her makeup was streaked with tears, her eyes red rimmed and her lips swollen from my caress, and yet somehow, she never looked more beautiful.
I stared at her. I couldn’t believe she was mine. I never imagined love feeling like this. I was never able to fathom the depth you could share with one person, until she came along.
“Can you undo these?” Her voice was hoarse. She jerked on the handcuffs.
I snagged the key off the nightstand and released her.
She immediately cupped my face and captured my lips, demanding my surrender. She plunged her tongue deep and tasted me as pleasure pulled at my groin. I pressed my body to hers, enjoying the feel of her softness against me even as her lips were rough.
Our breaths mingled as she pulled back, gazing into my eyes. The depths of her irises showed such raw emotion. Her eyes glossed over. “I love you too. I don’t know how it happened so fast. It’s scary and exciting, but definitely undeniable.”
“Promise me you’ll never run from it?”
She gave me a small smile. “Never again.”
SUMMER
I gasped as he planted himself deep inside me. His cock filled me as he rocked into me at a steady pace. I clutched his biceps as new pleasure singed my nerve endings, delightful heat spread through my womb.
Gazing at him, I was caught up in his beauty. As he moved over me, his muscles flexed, his brow perspired and his carotid pulsated. He was fighting for control, and it was breathtaking to watch.
“You’ve forced me to let go,” I stated. I kissed his chest. “Now it’s your turn. Give me the reigns, Mr. Cruz.” My voice was soft but persuasive.
“What if I don’t want to?” he countered, straining beneath his own hypnotic rhythm.
“Don’t make me get nasty.” I nipped his shoulder.
“You win.” He chuckled, but I could tell he was nervous.
He connected with my cervix, wrapped his arms around me tight and rolled us over. My legs dropped around his sides, my knees squeezing his hips; his cock never slipping. I sat back, the new angle elicited a groan from each of us.
“Give me your hands.” I held out my palms until he reluctantly placed his hands in mine. I wrapped his hands around my hips. “You can squeeze, pinch, slap… anything along those lines, but you cannot control the pace. I like feeling you which is the only reason they’re allowed there.”
He smirked. I could tell he was amused but also proud.
I tightened my pussy around his cock and all amusement left him. His eyes filled with anticipation, his fingers already digging into my sides.
I leaned over him, my hands landing just above his shoulders in the pillows. I slid my pelvis up and down, his hairs pressing into my clit, creating an enjoyable friction. I settled into a steady pace, but the moment he became complacent, I switched it up and began gyrating vertically rather than horizontally. He released a deep groan and bent his knees to push deeper into me.
I immediately halted. I pinched his nipple. “Stop.” His eyes narrowed at the challenge. I was poking his inner caveman, forcing him to defy his instincts, which I knew was dangerous. I nearly leaped for joy when he complied.
I sat back, using my legs to ride his cock as I rested my hands on his chest for support. Pleasure curled around my core as tension tightened my muscles. His fingers dug into my hips; his nostrils flared, his jaw clenched as I picked up my pace. The way his ab muscles rippled fascinated me. I could tell he was still fighting for control though.
I stopped, frowning at him. “You’re still fighting it.”
“Mi amor, your sweet pussy, the sexy noises you make and the way you press those luscious curves against me makes me lose control every time. Whether you realize it or not, each time I come inside you, I’ve let go.” His words warmed me.
“So what you’re saying is you want to be on top again?” I chuckled.
“Yes,” he growled, flipping us immediately. I barely took a breath before he started moving. He drove hard and fast. I cried out as my body sizzled with awareness, his cock teasing my inner flesh. My muscles constricted, my breasts swelling with need as I lifted my hips to meet each of his strokes. “This is much better.” He sucked my nipple into his hot mouth, his tongue circling the tip.
Sweet lubrication oozed around my lower walls as his touch thrust my flesh into sweet surrender. Anticipation licked my skin, tension furling my body with each flick of his tongue over my percolated peak. I couldn’t get enough of him. I didn’t think I could ever get enough of him. His arms surrounded me, his mouth covered me, his breath exhilarated me and his cock pushed me to the brink of pleasure every time.
“I want you to rub tha
t beautiful clit.” His tone was rough and aroused, fully male.
I seductively slid my hand down my body. My fingers splayed my lower lips. I pressed a single digit to my aching nub. Pleasure shot through my core as I rubbed my clit.
He looked down between our bodies. “So damn sexy.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist. I gasped as he lifted his upper body into a push up. He began to pound into me. Sweet friction drove my body abruptly into orgasm. My pussy quaked in response to his new attack position; my clit pulsated beneath my own touch as I was overtaken by pleasure. All I could see was him; all I could hear was our cries mixing as they carried throughout the room. All I felt was him; and he felt amazing.
My skin tingled with awareness, my nipples further pebbling as he lay against me. Sweat tickled our skin, the air conditioning doing little to cool us. He pulled me onto my side as he moved over.
“I’m going to miss this.”
“Oh? You’ll miss sex but not me?” I lifted my chin in defiance.
“You know that’s not fair.” He tickled me. I squirmed, jerking underneath his new assault. “Take it back,” he commanded.
“No!” I laughed, rolling onto my back, trying to escape his feather light fingers as they skated over my sensitive skin.
He climbed over me, locking me in place with his legs around my upper thighs. “Take it back, and I’ll stop.”
His hands roved beneath my arms, over my neck and along the side of my stomach. My cheeks hurt from the permanent grin that came along with my laughter; my abdominal muscles aching from this new attack.
“I’m giving you a way out. Take it, woman.” He swung his arms back and attacked my inner thighs.
“Okay! Okay! I take it back,” I cried.
“Stubborn woman!” He kissed my lips before rolling to my side again. He lifted his head, peering over me at the clock on the nightstand. “I should let you sleep.” He sounded sad.
“I’m actually not tired.” I looked at the clock. It was already 2 AM.
He studied me for a minute. “How about a shower?”
“With you?” I leaned into him, running my hand along his chest.
“I’d never let you take one alone.” His eyes darkened with fresh desire.
Chapter 15
CRUZ
I hated leaving her, but after last night, there was something I knew I needed to do. We’d made love in the shower before curling up on the couch together and watching an action movie. She ended up falling asleep around 4 AM. I was too worked up to sleep though; my heart in a frenzy knowing she was leaving today.
I held her in my arms for a couple hours, flipping through channels as she slept. I’d never felt such peace. My life was going to be empty without her in it every day. I didn’t know how I was going to survive without seeing her beautiful smile light up that gorgeous face or her curvy physique wrapped in my arms as I drifted off to sleep. Today was day four, but it seemed like I’d know her forever, as if our souls had been meant to find each other.
Damn. Tio was definitely going to die in a fit of laughter over this one. I called in an old favor from Mario Bucelli. I’d saved his store from being robbed by de-arming the thief and detaining him until the police arrived. I was ready to cash in that favor; I had him meet me at his jewelry store before it opened. I planned to find a ring and propose. I didn’t want her going back questioning where we stood. I wanted her to know. We’d work out the details later, but somehow, some way, we would be together.
SUMMER
I stretched and rolled. My eyes flew open, my heart lurching as my arms flailed out; I caught myself on the coffee table, stopping my body from plunging off the couch onto the tile floor. I looked around. Sunlight filled the space, but there was no sign of Cruz. I smiled when I realized a sheet covered me and a pillow had been placed beneath my head. Even in his absence, he made sure I was taken care of.
I stood up, extending my limbs to loosen my stiff muscles. I wrapped the sheet around me. Picking up my clothes that had been scattered around the condo, I headed to the bathroom to put myself together. I was pleasantly surprised to find an unopened toothbrush on the counter along with a note.
Summer,
Stepped out to grab coffee. I’ll be back soon.
I love you,
Cruz
A smile spread across my face, my heart gushing at his thoughtfulness. I was going to miss him. I wished that I had more time here, but knew I would have to face my normal life at some point. I grabbed the toothbrush and brushed my teeth before getting dressed. I threw my hair up into a messy bun, unable to do much else without a brush. I folded the sheet.
I walked into Cruz’s closet to put away the coverlet, but froze at the sight before me. Reality smacked me in the face. An array of guns hung on the far wall. Handcuffs, cans of pepper spray and mace, a few compasses, some other accessories and a floor to ceiling shelf, lined with ammunition. Three bulletproof vests hung on hangers at the far end closer to the guns. One of them caught my attention though.
I closed the gap between me and the protective vest. I dropped the sheet on the floor, my fingers seeking the bullet holes. The multiple indentions across the piece ignited a fierce protective feeling inside me. I was angry that anyone would shoot at him. If I lost him to a gun, the shooter better start running right away because I would move mountains for revenge.
I took a step back, gasping. Oh my gosh. I really love him.
CRUZ
The look on her face as she jumped back away from the vest hit me hard. It was one thing to say you wouldn’t run but completely different when you came face to face with the beast. My heart thundered in my chest. I had to know.
“Ready to run?”
She shrieked, leaping into the air as she turned to face me. Her hand sought her heart, which probably matched my own heart’s rapid beat at the moment. “Oh my God. You scared the crap out of me. I’ll never be able to surprise you with anything if you keep up those stealth moves.”
“It’s part of the job. Can’t let the bad guy know I’m coming.” I crossed my arms over my chest, watching her intently and waiting for a true reaction to my stash to come through.
She met me eye to eye. “For the record, I’m not ready to run, but the asshole that shot at you better have a three hundred horse power engine to get away from me if he does it again.”
I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. Sexy and feisty. I knew there was a strong woman inside her begging to reach the surface. She most definitely was the perfect woman for me. “I brought you Starbucks. I called Stella for your order.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out the jewelry box. “I also bought you this.” Her eyes widened at the box.
I opened the blue velvet case. Her hands flew to her mouth, containing her gasp; her eyes flooded with tears. I got down on one knee, my heart pounding in my chest. “I know this has all happened so fast, Summer, but I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I want you to be my wife. It doesn’t have to be right away, but I can’t picture a future without you. So will marry me?”
SUMMER
I could barely see through the tears that muddled my vision, but I knew he was there, just like he said he would always be. Not trusting myself to speak, I nodded my head profusely.
He smiled wide as he sprung up and pulled me in for a kiss. “I’m glad you said yes. I was planning to handcuff you to my bed until you agreed, if you had said no.”
“I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I’m a little afraid, but I trust you, and I believe in us enough to know we can make it work.”
He kissed my hand before he slid the ring on my left ring finger. The ring’s design was breathtaking. Quarter-carat diamonds surrounded a show-stopping 4-carat blue, emerald cut sapphire; the diamonds trailed the full circumference of the band. I knew this ring wasn’t cheap. It was gorgeous.
“I love it.” I gazed down at the ring on my finger.
“I’m glad you like it.” He kissed my head above my stit
ches. He wrapped his arm around me, hugging me to him. “Come eat your breakfast before it gets cold, mi amor.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing his chest. “I love you.”
He smiled down at me. “I love you too.”
Chapter 16
We arrived back at the hotel with fifteen minutes to spare before check out.
The moment Stella saw me, she yanked my hand towards her. “Holy shanoonigans. Is this what I think it is?”
I blushed. “Yes. Maybe. Probably. What are you thinking it is?”
She looked at Cruz behind me, then back at me. “Did Ernesto Lorenzo Cruz propose to you?”
My head shot to Cruz. “Ernesto?” I asked in fake disgust.
“She does not get an invite after that betrayal,” he said.
“Oh please. You can’t get rid of the maid of honor.” She focused on me. “I am going to be your maid of honor, right?”
“Of course, but I’m really not in any rush to get married.”
“Uh huh. Just like you weren’t going to find a man while on vacation?”
“Can we discuss this later? We have less than ten minutes to check out before they charge my credit card for another day. Paying this much when I only slept here for one night is a crime as it is.”
“Deal.”
We finished gathering our stuff. Ramon returned to the room at the tail end, joining in the congratulations going around.
“We’ll take these to the car, ladies,” Ramon offered.
“Thanks.” I gave Cruz a quick kiss before they took off. I did one more quick check of the room. Gazing out at the ocean one last time, the reality of saying goodbye was beginning to hit me.
“You’ll come back, girl. I’m not sure how much time they get off with work, but you’ll make it work.” Stella wrapped her arm around me. “Now let’s get going before the sun reflecting off that rock blinds me.”
“I love it, and I love him.”
“I know you do.”
We grabbed our purses and went downstairs to the front desk.
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