He slides his tongue in between my lips, making me see stars. “Fuck, Manny, yes.” I wish I could say it’s quiet, but it isn’t. It's loud, and primal, coming from the depths of my core because I’m so close to the edge that I could scream his name over and over until he makes me come again. My hands are gripping the bed but it’s not enough so I bring them down and grab his hair, pulling gently at his soft waves while pushing his head down against me to try and get more friction. He looks up and smiles at me, my breathing is heavy as I say, “I’m so close, please make me come.”

“You don’t have to beg, bebé,” he groans, going back to my pussy and pressing hard with his thumb over my clit. When his other hand grabs my ass, strong and possessive, like he can’t get enough, it sends me over the edge and I explode on his tongue. I can feel my arousal coating him but that doesn’t stop him frommoving his tongue and his thumb all over my clit. I feel every shudder, every sensation. I feel it all.

I quickly grab a pillow and smash it over my face, muffling my loud cries. He slows the strokes, helping me come down from my high, and then removes the pillow from my face.

“What did we say about hiding?” he asks. “I want to see it all. I want to hear it all. Let me see you come undone,” he whispers, climbing up my body and kissing me gently. This kiss is sweet and tangy, his lips full of my arousal and that might be the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. Now I got to experience it twice, in one freaking day.What is this life?

Manny drags his hand over my clit again, making me shiver because of how sensitive it is, he slides two fingers in my wet pussy making me gasp against his lips. He brings them out as he lets go of my lips with his mouth. He brings his fingers up and coats my arousal over my bottom lip as he says, “You wanted a taste, so suck, Cara. Taste how sweet you are.”

I bring my tongue out, not dropping his eyes and when I taste the tanginess on them, I suck them in and bite, letting out a moan and tilting my hips to him. I want him to know how ready I am for him,again. I want him to know how much I want him but even though I can feel his hardness against me, he still has pants on and we need to do something about it.

“Manny,” I whisper against his lips. “You have way too many clothes on.”

He smirks, kneeling and unbuckling his belt. “Oh yeah?” He stands and continues to undress himself.

“Yeah,” I say, rising on my elbows so I can enjoy the view. His body is perfect—both smooth and strong. He finishes taking his pants off and when his dick springs into view, my mouth waters at the sight and I bite my lips gently. He grabs his wallet out of his pants, fishing for a condom before dropping them back to the floor.

“Let me,” I add, grabbing the condom from his hands and trying my best to open the package without dropping it. My hands are shaking, which is a first, but something tells me there are plenty of things about to happen with Manny that will be firsts. Starting with the size of his dick and how it’ll fit in my damn vagina.

He grabs his dick and strokes it while maintaining eye contact before asking, “Are you going to keep looking at it or are you going to do something about it?” I laugh and then he adds, “There she is. Get out of your head, bebé. We’re in this together and we stop when you want to stop. Okay?”

I nod, but the fact that he thinks I want to stop is mind-boggling because I want anything but. “Come here,” I say, sitting up and waiting for him to walk to the edge of the bed. His dick has beads of precum that I use to glide my hands down him when rolling the condom over it. I grab his balls and feel how full they are at the same time he lets out a hiss.

He grabs me by my elbows, lifting me to my feet, grabbing my face, and kissing me. He kisses me deeply, hungrily, and ready for more as he lays me on the bed. He continues to kiss me as he lines up his dick with my entrance. When his hand crawls under my neck to hold me tightly, he enters me in one slow thrust.

“Jesus,” I whisper against his lips and he smiles again.

“I didn’t know you were so religious,” he adds, looking at me and showing me his easy smile. He’s at ease, I can feel it in my bones. I can see it in the way he looks at me or the way he smiles. The glimmer in his eyes even with the fire in them. He truly wants this.

“I’m not, I’m just at a loss for words right now,” I breathe, smiling against his shoulder as he thrusts deeper into me, slowly, letting me adjust around him.

“My name would do, Carita mia. If you need something toscream, let it be my name.” he adds, drops a kiss on my shoulder, pulling another moan out of me as he slides in deeper. He’s so big and thick. He feels like damn perfection as I stretch around him. He allows me the time I need until he’s so deep all I can do is gasp. He smiles as soon as I do and when my eyes meet his he starts moving again.

Manny’s finding a rhythm that will work with both of us with every thrust. His eyes are on mine, full of desire and want. And even when the pace quickens, he’s still all in. His eyes, his arms, his body, his full attention in this moment. I bring my hands up to his back and dig my nails into his skin as he drives into me over and over again. I arch my back against him and bring my leg around his ass, digging my heels into him, he lets out a guttural moan and that’s all it takes for me to explode around him, again. In no time, he’s falling right along with me.

“Cara,” he growls as his strokes slow and his body tenses at the same time that I drop my legs, completely spent.

He drops next to me, our breathing heavy and in sync, mixing with our body heat and sweat as we both come down from the high. I turn my face to look at Manny and I find him staring at me, smiling. “What?” I snap, wondering what the heck is so funny that he is even composed enough to smile at me like that.

“You look so fucking pretty right now,” he says.

“Oh really? All sweaty with messy hair?” I ask, bringing my hand up to my hair and shaking it up.

“More like sated, unraveled, and in my bed” he adds, bringing his lips to mine for a quick peck and getting up to use the restroom. I assume it’s to discard the condom, and I use that opportunity to close my eyes and think about whatever the hell just happened.

26

READY TO EAT

ME REHUSO, DANNY OCEAN

Manny

It’s so hot,is my first thought when I open my eyes to the ray of sunshine on my face. We were too busy last night to close the curtains and the morning sun is heating the room. I can smell Cara’s shampoo or whatever it is that she uses that makes her smell like a lemon vanilla scone. I’ve ordered a lemon scone in each store we go to this whole trip trying to find the exact combination that reminds me of her. They all come close, but none of them are the exact thing. I want to recreate that scent. Bottle it up and bathe in it.

When I look down, I see her soft waves on top of my chest. Her head is tucked under my arm, with her hair covering her face. I gently lift her hair and when I see her peacefully sleeping, I can’t help but to smile to myself. Cara’s arm rests around my torso, her legs intertwined with mine in what feels like a pretzel, but she is sound asleep. Eyebrows relaxed and lips slightly parted as her even breaths go in and out.No wonderI’m so hot.There’s so much body heat between her naked body and mine, but I wouldn’t change one bit of it. I wouldn’t change a second of last night. Maybe I would have changed not kissing her sooner but then again, maybe it was the right time to do it. Now I just have to figure out how to get her to keep kissing me at least for the rest of this trip because now that I know what it could be like, what it could feel like, I don’t want to give it up.

I see her bracelets as I trace her arm softly with my fingers and all I can think is about how I want to make more ‘moments’ with her. I want her to wear them all like bracelets in her arm. I want them branded in her brain to the point when she looks back on this trip it brings her nothing but good memories and maybe, just maybe, she’ll keep me around for longer.