Page 48 of Hate That Blooms
“Go slow,” I choke out. My eyes roll back with his thrusts—he fills me so perfectly. Like I was made to take only him.
“Fuck your cunt’s so wet.” Sinful whimpers leave his lips as he slowly thrusts in and out of me. “Do you like this?” His eyes meet mine, making sure that what he’s doing is okay. “You like it when yourbrotherfucks this pretty pussy and chokes you?”
That’s the second time he has referred to himself as my brother. It sounds so wrong, so dirty. But it makes me even wetter and I know he can feel it. Joaquín’s eyes lock on mine, waiting for a response. I bite my lip and moan, nodding. I watch his eyes roll back as he lets out a deep groan and slams into me harder this time.
“Do you still hate me,Reina?” With one powerful thrust, he bottoms out inside of me, making it to where there was no space between us. Quín leans in and moans in my ear as he slowly pulls back, then slams into me again. The sound of our skin smacking against each other and my arousal echoes in the lecture hall.
“Uh huh,” I gasp, biting the inside of my cheek to stifle the moans that want to come out as he picks up the pace and loops his hands under my thighs. Spreading me wider, giving me all of him.
“Fuck,” he smashes his lips against mine, swallowing my gasps and moans. “Give it to me. Give me all that hate. Hate me while I fuck my pussy,Reina.”
His pussy.
Porque soy suya y él es mío. (Because I’m his and he is mine.)
My mind goes back to our conversation and how he needs to address his issues with me and while I believe we need to do this to ease the sexual tension between us. I still stand by him needing to work on himself and working things out with me before I even entertain the idea of allowing him a place in my heart in a permanent way. I just hope he does it. Not just for me, but for himself.
“I’m so close, baby.” Joaquín slips his hand between us, his fingers circling my clit in time with his thrusts. "God, I fucking–need–you more than I need to breathe.” He stutters through his words, sweat dripping from his brow. “Come for me,hermosa. I need to feel you.”
The pressure from his fingers is too light so I reach between us and with my hand over his, I show him exactly how I need it.
“Like that?” And the warmth spreading through me builds.I’m so close.
“Yes, God yes.” I moan.
Once he has it down, I move, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer to me. “Come inside me,” I moan into his ear, then throwing my head back as the feeling in my core tightens, drawing him deeper inside me.
“I’m not wearing a condom,” he pants but doesn't stop his thrusting.”You could get pregnant.”
“I’m on birth control, Joaquín.” Groaning as he whimpers, holding back so I say the one thing I know will push him over that edge. That edge we both need to fall over. “Fill your step sister's pussy with your cum. I want you to.” My own words have me coming around him—my thighs tremble as I lose myself in him.
“¡Oh, mierda!”He leans into me and, with one last hard thrust, releases deep inside me. Joaquín’s body trembles with his release as he wraps his hand around my throat, pulling me to his mouth. Fervent kisses consume us as we both come down from this, keeping us bound together in this cocoon of intimacy.
I hate that I’m the one that is going to have to ruin this moment of clarity for us. But it has to be done—he needs to change.
“You know you’re my first, too.” His lips lingering on mine, his whispered confession a surprise to me. I pull back and stare at him. “It’s always been you, Gabriela.”
“Joaquín,” I push him back and he slips out of me, tucking himself in his pants. He picks my underwear up from the floor and slides them up my legs. “I know you said you’re sorry, and I believe you. I really do, but I was serious when I said you need to work on you, and we need to talk like adults. Like a sit down and lay it all out kind of talk.” I hop off the desk and adjust my dress and pull up my leggings and slide into my shoes. “Please give me the keys to my car. I’m assuming that Thiago drove it here.”
“You’re just gonna leave. Like this never happened?” He looks like he’s going to start crying, his breathing picks up, his nostrils flaring like he can’t breathe. He takes my keys out of his pocket and hands them to me. “Don’t do this.”
“I want you to be the best version of yourself for me. If you can do that, then we can really be together. That is what you want, right? For us to be together?” I question, hoping my suspicions are right.
Face scrunching into a frown, “You’re mine,Reina. I’m not letting you go.”
I rest my hand on his chest, leaning in to place a kiss on his lips and pulling away before he can deepen it. “Then do this.” I remove my hand and do what needs to be done. I walk away. Stopping before walking out the door, I turn back around. “Don’t call me until you can prove to me that you've changed.”
I leave him, standing there alone. My heart breaks with every step I take toward the parking lot. Once I find my car, as the door slams shut, I let it all out.
Chapter31
Nathan
Little fucking bitch. What the fuck is so special about her? Joaquín hates her, but he wants her all to himself, never letting me have a taste of her. He’s such a selfish asshole.
Well, this is going to teach him a lesson.
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