“Man?” I can feel his grin on the top of my head.
“Man.”
I play with his bicep. “This is man.”
He gives me a low, husky, sexy laugh. “Es verdad.”
“I know it’s true.” I continue down his torso. “This is man.” I poke his belly button.
“Es verdad,también.”
“This is man.” I stroke his cock, and it wiggles.
“Basta ya,” he says, and grabs my wrist with his hand.
“Are you ticklish?” I ask.
His eyelids fly open, and his nostrils flare. “No.”
“You are, aren’t you?” I flip him over and straddle him.
He lets me do it and gazes up at me. “No.”
Leaning down, I get in his face. My hair drops down onto him. “Liar.”
“Well, just a little bit.” He shrugs.
I reach out and tickle him, feeling the striations of his muscles on his side. He tickles me back, and somehow I end up on the bottom with both of us panting, our foreheads pressed together. Then he flips us again so I’m on top, and I collapse on him, purring into his chest as he strokes my hair. I’m feeling safe and drooling a little. As usual.
But can you blame me?
“We’re two butterflies in a comfortable cocoon. I don’t ever want to leave,” I say.
His dark eyes flick to mine. “You don’t have to. You’re meant for me. When I saw you the first time at theaeropuerto, everything else dropped away. I only see you. No one else. You are what I desire.”
I run my finger down his arm as he palms my ass. “I feel thesame. But more. Noises outside are clearer. Colors are brighter. I pay more attention to my senses. And I’m living right now. Right. Now. I’m enjoying the feel of you. The smell of you. The taste of you.You.”
He nods. “And I as well.”
A tear forms in my eye. “So this is what an orgasm feels like, given by someone else.”
He squeezes me. “You haven’t—”
“No.” I wipe myeye. “Never by someone else. You’re my first. I normally have to give them to myself.”
“Kim,” he whispers.
And I realize by the tone of his voice that this connection between us is intense and life-altering.
“I’ve been looking for you,” he says simply. “And now I’ve found you.” He takes my hand and looks at my ringless finger for a moment. Then he smiles and kisses the placewhere my ring used to be.