Page 66 of Hate That Blooms

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Page 66 of Hate That Blooms

Fuck, her calling herself my step sister shouldn’t turn me on.

My hardening cock seems to disagree with that statement. “No,” I shake my head. “I’m going to make love to you in your bed. The bed that will hopefully be my bed, but we will work on that later. Right now, I need you naked.”

"You first,” motioning to me with her foot, raising her eyebrows. “I want to see you, Joaquín. I didn’t get to fully enjoy the two times I’ve seen you.”

That thought sent me reeling back to the two times I had her, the first time denying her orgasm and selfishly claiming her. And the second time, clothed and in a fucking lecture hall, while my friends?—

“Stop,” her voice breaks through the subconscious memories. “I know what you’re thinking and don’t even go there.” She gets up and moves toward me. “We are here, right now, and I want you to only think about us in this moment.”

I nod, swallowing hard. “Okay,” my fingers undoing the buttons of my flannel, pulling it off and tossing it aside. I kick off my shoes and reach for my belt, the sound of the metal pieces clinking as I undo it. The sounds of her heavy breathing and the teeth of my zipper going down fill the quiet space.

“Fuck, Quín,” she draws in a breath as my pants and underwear hit the floor with a thud.

I smirk, licking my lower lip, loving the look on her face. One of the main perks of having a physical job is being in great shape.That and I’m guessing my dick isn’t too small.“Let me help you,Hermosa."I need to see every beautiful curve of your body. I need to hold you in my arms.”

“Undress me then. I’m all yours, Joaquín.” I reach for her, lifting her shirt over her head, leaving her in her bra. My lips leave a trail of wet kisses from her neck, over the tops of her breasts. I drop to my knees in front of her, kissing her stomach as my fingers undo her jeans.

I look up at her, and she tilts her head back, parting her lips, letting out the softest moan. “Don’t stop,” she begs when she feels my lips leave her skin. I tug her underwear down with her jeans, and it takes all of me to not bury my face in her pussy.

It’s been so fucking long since I’ve tasted her.

“I should have told you how fucking beautiful you are a long time ago. Now I’m going to spend the rest of my life worshipping every inch of your body.” I rise, trailing my fingers along her arms, reaching behind her to undo the claps of her bra. Kissing each part of her that is exposed to me. When I finally reach her chest, I take her nipple in my mouth, sucking, making her gasp.

“Bed,” she says between gasps as I switch to her other nipple. I grin against her skin and, with a loud pop, let go of her nipple and pick her up, moving us to her bed. I set her on the edge of the bed with her legs hanging over, dropping to my knees again. “No,” she whines, “I need you inside me.”

“Patience,Reina. Déjame probarte primero.”

In surrender, probably knowing I’m not going to pass up making her feel good like this, she spreads her thighs for me.

“Eso es todo, Reina. Deja que tu rey te adore. Déjame hacerte sentir bien.(That's it, my queen. Let your king worship you. Let me make you feel good.)” Slowly I kiss up her leg, taking my time, working my way toward her pussy. “God, I don’t deserve you, Gabriela.” My nose brushes against her clit and I bury my face between her thighs, taking in her scent. She’s my drug and all I want to do is be high on her for the rest of my life.

“I’m going to die if you don’t touch me soon. Please,please.”

Begging has never sounded so sexy. All I want to do is make her feel good. To show her I can give more than I take.

Lightly circling her clit at first, then running my tongue down the length of her entrance, then back up. “You taste so fucking good,” I groan, easing my tongue inside her, feeling how wet she is for me. “You like this baby—you want more?”

“Uh huh,” her fingers tangle in my hair, anchoring me to her, focusing my attention on her clit. Alternating between licking and sucking, savoring every drop that she gives me. Gabriela begins to squirm, grabbing onto the comforter, her back arching off the bed. With my middle and ring finger, I slip inside her pussy, stroking that spot that has her cursing to God in Spanish.

“Dios. No pares.(God, don’t stop.)" She clenches around my fingers and I suck and lick her clit until she screams my name, adding pressure inside her. The wet sounds coming from her pussy have me feral. Her thighs quake as her orgasm explodes, soaking my face and the edge of the bed in fluid.

“Fuck, that’s it,Reina.” I praise her. “Look at how much you came for me. Now I’m gonna make love to you.”

“Yes,” she moans, inching back on the bed, making space for me between her thighs.

I give my cock a few slow strokes with the hand that’s now covered in her arousal, and she watches, licking her lips. I know that look. “Not tonight. I need to be inside you and I know you need it too.” I lean over her, supporting myself on my forearms, placing a kiss on her lips.

“I can taste me on your lips,” she moans, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my face back to hers.

“You are the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.” I reach between us, adjusting so that I’m lined up with her. “Ready?” I ask, my voice trembling slightly.

“Make love to me, Joaquín.” Bending her knees and planting her feet, giving me ample space to move, I enter her, meeting only a little resistance as I move inside her. Gabriela gasps at the pressure, and I remind myself to take things slow. This is only the second time I’ve been inside her.

“So tight,” I moan, leaning into her neck, reaching for her hands to lace our fingers together. Holding them above her head, I slowly thrust, savoring every single moan she makes. “You’ll never have to doubt me again.”Moan.“I’ll never let another second go by where you have to wonder if you mean something to me.”Thrust.“I’ll be the man you need me to be, Gabriela.Forever.I swear it.”

I press my forehead against hers and catch the tears rolling down her cheeks. “Fuck, am I hurting you?” I stop and start to pull out.

“No!” She slips one of her hands from mine, grabbing my hip to keep me seated inside her. “I was just thinking that this is the way it should have been. Me and you, right here. From the beginning.”


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