His frown deepens. “What can I do, Tesoro?”
I pull him towards me and kiss him hard. It still hurts to breath a bit, but the pain only reminds me that I am alive. That I made it through.
“We shouldn’t.” He says as he pulls away.
“Don’t deny me this, Bash. Please. I need this right now.”
“I don’t want to take advantage of you. You are vulnerable right now.”
“You aren’t taking advantage of me. We have been having sex for weeks. Please, Bash. Make me feel. I am begging you.”
He stares at me in my eye for a couple of moments before stepping in between my thighs and wrapping my legs around him. He picks me up and walks to the bed. He lays me down gently then kisses me.
The kisses he gives me now are different than anything we have shared before. This time he is gentle. Each kiss a caress. Usually our kisses turn me on and drive me crazy. These still turn me on, but they also make my heart skip a beat. This is more than just sex right now. He is trying to communicate with me physically.
He grinds against me and I gasp at the feeling. He is bare as am I and the feeling of him pressing against my clit is on another level. I don’t know if it is the emotions from the day or something else, but this feels bigger.
Bash begins to kiss down my neck and I moan.
“Please.”
I am begging for a connection. For anything that will remind me that I am alive. I faced death once and made it. I recovered as well as I could. This time, I not only almost died, but both of my best friend and the man I love did as well.
The man I love.
I gasp at the thought.
“What do you need me to do, Tesoro? I will give you anything. You just have to ask.”
He looks up as he lightly kisses the bruise on my chest.
“I need you, Bash.” He smiles. “Inside me now.” His smile dims, but he kisses my bruise again before standing up and grabbing a condom.
“Are you sure about this? You’re hurt. I don’t want to make it worse.”
“You make me feel Bash. Tonight, I almost died. Hell, you almost died. This will help me move past that. Please.”
He nods then sheaths himself. He settles back between my legs and kisses me again. He continues to lazily kiss me as he pushes at my entrance. I angle my body up and he slides in easily. He moves from my lips and kisses my neck as he gently rocks my hips. After a couple of moments, I pull on his hair to bring him back and look into his eyes.
“I need more.”
His eyes flare as he continues to stare at me, but picks up his pace. He grabs my left leg and props it under my knee, changing the position so he is hitting me deeper. Within seconds, he hits that spot. The one that makes me cry out. My eyes roll back as I scream out. His other hand comes up to cup my face.
“You are so gorgeous, Tesoro. I wouldn’t have been able to live myself if anything had happened to you.”
I open my eyes and look into his as I feel it building. Just as I am about to fall over the edge, he kisses me hard and jerks inside me. At the feel of his first jerk, I fall right over, biting his lip as I come.
Whatever we just did, it was more than fucking. Some might even call it love.
Bastiano
I don’t know what the hell happened up in my room, but I am now surer than ever that I am in love with Sofia. I tried to deny it, but the more I got to know her, the further I fell.
Now I just need to figure out what to do about it.
My reasons for wanting to stay single haven’t changed. This life is still no life for a woman and kids. I watched what it did to my mother. I don’t want that for the woman I love.
The problem is I don’t want to let her go either. The thought of another man on her make me want to throttle something.
