Without a word, he tore his clothing off. She stared at his boxer briefs, which were tight on his thighs, barely holding all of him in. Noticing her gaze, he raised a brow, sliding his thumbs into the waistband. The air around her felt hotter as she watched him.
“How's the water?” he asked, a hint of amusement laced with the want in his voice.
“Come in and find out,” she enticed, moving back so the steam obscured his view.
Aurelio's face fell a little as he pushed his boxers off, stepping out of them and into the shower. He pulled her to him. The water was warm on his skin as he began to kiss up the column of her throat, gathering her hair in his fist and pulling her head back. She moaned lightly as he nibbled her skin, leaving little love bites as he went. His erection pressed between her legs, making her own thighs moisten with desire. Aurelio pulled her nipple into his mouth, giving it a flick with his tongue.
“Oh God, Aurelio,” Mia breathed, her hands grabbing his throbbing cock and making him moan.
His eyes met her gaze, both silently asking the same thing. Mia moved first, sinking to her knees and taking his length into her mouth. She bobbed back and forth, tasting him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, dropping one hand to gently rest on her head, fingers tangled in her hair. His other hand was braced on the shower wall like he would collapse if he let go.
She hummed against his cock, pushing it as far into her mouth as she could. Her throat contracted, and a satisfying rumble escaped Aurelio's lips. He pulled free, lifted her up, and drove into her pussy in one swift motion. She cried out, her walls convulsing as he began to thrust. He wasted no time dragging her over the edge. His own orgasm was already on the cusp. They came, riding out the moment together as the water washed over them.
Aurelio reached around Mia to grab a bottle of soap and began washing her, turning her so the lather covered every inch of her skin. His hands washed away the day, the emotions, all of it. He touched her body, her breasts, the flat expanse of her stomach, and between her legs. He kneeled before her to wash away the residue of their lovemaking. She ran her fingers through his hair as she watched him worship every inch of her skin. He stood up again, lathering himself up. Mia put her hands over his, taking the soap. She mimicked his movements, taking her time to wash every part of him and leaving kisses along his skin as the water washed the suds away.
Neither wanted to leave the shower; the warm water around them kept them isolated in a little world where they could be alone and free from their worries and responsibilities. Sighing, Mia placed another kiss on Aurelio's chest and turned the water off. He smiled, slid the glass door open, and stepped out, holding a hand out for Mia to grab onto. There was an easiness between them, a comfortable quiet as they went to her couch; Aurelio dressed in just his boxers and Mia in a large T-shirt. '' Aurelio sat down, his arms open for her to sit with him. Mia settled into him; his warm chest and easy breathing relaxed her.
“I love this,” he said after a moment, placing a kiss on her head.
“Me, too. I am just afraid of what happens next.”
“What do you mean?” He watched her lie against his chest, her eyes unwillingly glancing up to look at him.
“Well, this is when your phone rings, and you have to leave. Or someone comes and interrupts us.”
Aurelio's chest rumbled with a chuckle. “No one is going to bother us tonight. I promise.”
“I don't want you to make promises you have no control over keeping,”
“You're right.” His hand gently rested under her chin. “I'm working on it.” He placed a kiss on her lips. “In fact, I should get on my knees right now and make it up to you.” He shifted, sliding himself out from under her and onto his knees.
Mia's heart kicked up a notch as his hands traced up her outer thighs. She let him position her where he wanted. Aurelio pushed her knees apart, and he licked his lips as his eyes traveled from her legs to the apex. Her breath hitched in her throat; the view was one she had never imagined. His hands pushed underneath her to grip her bare ass and pull her to the edge. He locked eyes with her, begging for permission. Mia swallowed hard; her body ached, and she gave a small nod.
Hands still holding her bottom, he leaned forward. The first thing she felt was his warm breath, the gentle flow of air across her pussy. A quick flick of his tongue across her labia made a soft moan escape her lips. He let his tongue move around her core, exploring her, tasting her. She couldn't help herself; she started to move, eager to pull him closer so he would give her the explosion her body desired.
Aurelio gripped tighter, holding her still. “Beautiful.” His mouth was wet. “'Sit still and let me enjoy you.” His words hummed along her thigh; his lips were so close to where shewanted them. She nodded more vigorously, and he gave her a wicked grin. “Good. Relax.”
He placed his face between her legs, tongue diving into her slit before flicking her clit. She held herself back, refusing to move while he worked her pussy into a frenzy. The sounds from Aurelio drove her higher; she loved every moment of his focus on her. One of his hands released her ass to slide a finger in deep as his tongue focused on her clit. He slid a second finger in, moving it slowly. She threw her head back, hands gripping the couch as she held herself there, unable to stop the moans escaping her mouth. Aurelio's head lifted to watch her in the throughs of ecstasy. His fingers worked steadily in and out, thumb moving over her clit.
“Scream,” he ordered, and Mia obeyed. As she cried out, cursing and yelling his name. He went back to eating her out, finishing her off to feel her cum over his tongue. Her walls clenched around his fingers until she calmed down. He gently kissed her thighs, letting his mouth linger near her entrance for a moment. He pulled back, resting on his heels, and watched Mia. Her whole body was hot and exhausted. He chuckled, pleased with himself as he stood and picked her up. He gently placed her on the bed, pulling the covers around her.
“Wait,” Mia called, reaching out to grab his hand. “Where are you going?”
Aurelio placed a kiss on her cheek. “I'm just going to wash real quick and grab a towel to clean you up.”
“Okay.” She nodded, eyes heavy with drowsiness. “Thanks.”
Aurelio walked into the bathroom. As the door closed, Mia heard him speak in a hushed voice. She tried to focus but was utterly spent, falling into a deep sleep.
When she opened her eyes again, she could feel Aurelio's hands around her, holding her close to his chest. She smiled at the warmth. Snuggling closer, Mia allowed herself to sink back into sleep, falling into blissful sweet dreams.
Chapter Twenty-One
The next few weeks flew by; Mia and Aurelio fell into a pattern of normalcy with each other. Most days, Mia would wake up to find him gone before the sun was up, avoiding anyone in her building and any questions from his crew about where he had been all night. Aurelio would do his thing while she went to class, worked on her dissertation, and headed to the diner. He met Mia there most nights to eat with her or just to hang out till she was done.
Twice, there was a period of days when she did not hear from him at all. He told her that sometimes, after a bigger job, he needed to lay low until things settled. She worried about him constantly, but he always appeared in her loft, unharmed, arms open. They talked, sharing secrets they hadn't spoken to another soul. Aurelio told her all about his dad and how he had gotten sick. His dad had owned the garage, but the money was never enough. She learned about how he had grown up around all the different cars, going to car shows, raceways, all of it. His love of cars was in his blood, he told her. Aurelio had done everything he could to get his dad the treatment he needed, but the cancer grew too fast, and his dad was gone before his eighteenth birthday. Aurelio had also become indebted to a lot of loansharks; that's what started him street racing for cash. And that led to him boosting a couple cars and chopping them for parts. After a while, he drew the boss’ attention because his reputation grew quickly.