Page 38 of Now and Forever

“Of course, Miss Flores. This is Björn’s father’s place, and we’ve visited this room many times to have fun and share in certain female company.”

I’m entertained by his response, but that Spanish jealousy, so typical of me, pushes forward.

“I hope, from now on, that you’ll come here only with me,” I say, squinting.

“Have no doubt about that, sweetheart. You know you’re the very center of my desire.”

To speak so bluntly about sex with Eric drives me crazy. Well aware of it, he takes me by the waist and pulls me closer.

“Soon, I’ll spread your legs so another man can fuck you in front of me as I kiss your lips and listen to your enjoyment. Simply thinking about it makes me hard.”

I’m blushing. Merely imagining it thrills me.

“Do you want what I just described to happen?”

Without the slightest bit of shame, I nod. Eric grins and kisses me.

“We’ll do it, I promise. But get dressed now, gorgeous. There’s a table full of people waiting for us only a few steps from here, and if we’re much later, they’ll get suspicious.”

Dazed by what has happened and by his last proposal, I finish putting on my hose. Eric helps me buckle my boots.

“Am I decent again?” I ask once I’m fully dressed.

Eric looks me up and down.

“Yes, love, but once we get home, I want you totally indecent,” he whispers as he opens the door. That makes me laugh. “Let’s get out of here or I won’t be able to contain myself, and I will rip your precious hose and new panties.”

That night, when we get home and after Eric puts Flyn to bed, we close the door of our room and give ourselves over to what we love the most.

12

On the Saturday before New Year’s Eve, Eric asks me if we can dedicate the entire day to his nephew. I can see he’s uneasy about this, but I’m convinced it’s the best thing to do, especially for Flyn. The boy, however, will not miss an opportunity to let me know three’s a crowd. I pretend I don’t notice. He’s just a kid. We spend most of the day on Wii and PlayStation, the only things that seem to motivate him, and I show him that girls can do more than he thinks.

I get a kick out of how he looks at me when I beat Eric onMoto GPor him atMario Brothers. I let him win onMortal Kombatso he doesn’t feel too bad and won’t hate me so much. Flyn is one tough little cookie, and it’s no surprise he’s my Iceman’s nephew.

All day long, Eric and I focus completely on him. At night, I feel like my head is going to explode from so much video game music and noise. And then at dinnertime, I’m surprised when Flyn asks me if I want salad and refills my Coke without my asking. It’s a beginning, and Eric and I exchange complicit glances.

When we finally manage to exhaust Flyn and get him to bed, Eric is mine again in the privacy of our room. Only mine. I get to enjoy him, his mouth, his way of making love to me, and I know he’s enjoying me and being with me too.

As he enters me, we look each other in the eye and say all kinds of hot and kinky things. His game is my game, and together we go crazy playing.

On Sunday when I wake up, I’m alone in bed like always. Eric and his sleeplessness. I glance at the clock. It’s 10:08 a.m. I’m exhausted. After such an active night with Eric, all I want to do is sleep and sleep, but I’m well aware they’re early risers and I should get up.

Suddenly, the door opens, and the object of my most sinful and darkest desires appears before me with a breakfast tray. He looks incredibly handsome in jeans and a maroon jersey.

“Good morning, sweetheart.”

Eric sits on the bed and gives me a good-morning kiss.

“How is my girlfriend today?” he lovingly asks.

“Exhausted but happy,” I say, delighted with my life and the love I feel for him. I move a lock of hair from my face.

He likes my answer, but before he can say anything, I peek at the tray, and I’m astounded.

“Churros? Those are churros?”

He nods and smiles with satisfaction as I select one, dunk it in sugar, and take a bite. “Mmm, that’s so good!” I look at my fingers. “A little greasy and everything.”

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