Page 14 of Undeniable Love

“Worship later,” I rasped against his mouth and was rewarded with a chuckle in response.

He pulled back, stepped out of his shoes, and tore off his top.

“Ohhhh.” Tuevo was ripped. Gorgeous. Not bricks for abs unless his breath was heaving. There was weight over his muscles, akin to most athletes, but that didn’t make his body any less impressive than an Instagram bodybuilder model.

No, he was perfect. And the thick, straining bulge beneath his jeans told me he’d only grow more impressive as he continued to shed his clothes.

I went to remove my sweater, but Tuevo stopped me, a hand over mine. “Let me.”

Who was I to argue?

He lifted my sweater slowly, and I raised my arms as he revealed every inch of my body like he was unwrapping the most precious gift. He hummed, eyes lighting with feral interest as my bright red silk bra was revealed.

“Please tell me this is a matching set.”

“Always.”

“Fuck,” he breathed and squeezed his eyes closed. “Now that’s all I’ll be thinking about whenever I see you… what colors you have on beneath your clothes.”

“Tell me your favorite and I’ll make sure that’s what I have on.”

I was being sassier with him than I’d ever been, but I wasn’t shy. I wasn’t nervous. I’d wanted to touch this man for years, wanted to get to know the feel of his body and had always hoped I’d have the chance. But my confidence and sass didn’t come from a lack of nerves or a wish finally coming true.

It was because this felt right, and there was no other way to explain it other than it was fate.

“You’re killing me.” He finally removed my sweater and wrapped his arm around my lower back, yanking me to him as he tossed my sweater to the floor.

“For someone who threatened hard and fast this feels more like worshipping.”

“Apologies.” He grinned, a flare of amusement before I brushed my hand over his chest, scraping his nipple with the nail of my thumb.

The amusement vanished, switching to desire with a blink of his rich blue eyes and then his mouth was back on mine and he was bending, holding me tight at the lower back while he slipped his other arm beneath my knees.

“Right. Got so lost in you I almost forgot.”

He kissed me while he carried me past the small living space and into the bedroom. And then he was on his knees, sinking down into the mattress before he settled me on top of the duvet. I fell to my back, my hands in his hair and our mouths fused while he spread my legs apart and his hands went to the zipper of my jeans.

I hummed as he continued sliding down my body and kissing my breasts through my bra. The space between. My nipples hardened and sounds of pleasure slipped from my throat before I could snuff them.

And soon, his lips were at my stomach, my jeans at my hips, and as he tugged off my jeans, he kept moving lower until I was in nothing but my bra and underwear. Tuevo brushed his finger through the slit of my thong, tugging it to the side.

We both groaned as he slipped his finger beneath, found my core, and his eyes pierced me with rapture. “You sure about this?”

“Always.”

“How much do you love this underwear?”

“It’s one of my favorites.”

“Then I’ll make sure to replace it.”

His hands went to the side, twisted, and yanked. There was a burn of pain right before my thong was torn in two and then with one hand sliding up my body, he tugged down the cups of my bra, pushing my small but full breasts above them and sliding a finger deep inside of me.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered. He pulled his finger out of me and then pressed his hands to my inner thighs, stretching me wide open before he bent down and licked my sex. My hips jerked, thrusting into his face.

He kissed my clit once, hands following, toying with my opening, circling my clit, and then he was at my breasts. Hot breath followed by stinging little bites at my hot, aching nipples.

“Tuevo,” I gasped, fingers digging into his hair. I was so primed. So ready.

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