Page 103 of Until You Came Along
I approached him and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
“Thank you, my love.”
“It’s beautiful,” said Catalina, looking at us with that smile that hadn’t left her face since she arrived.
“After all, you turned out to be romantic,” said Baco. “We had to have something in common,” he added, with his usual boldness.
“Thank you for the gifts, they’re all incredible,” I thanked them, looking at everyone.
“We’re the ones who are grateful,” said Baco. “I’m going to devour this book in a few days, I’ve always wanted to have it,” headded, lifting the book I had bought him. “Thanks, Mom, for the tie, I’m going to look very sexy with this color,” he said, showing the red tie with blue details, but when he took Hermes’ gift, his eyes welled up. “And thank you, brother, for this, it means a lot to me.”
He had bought him a set of brushes with a palette personalized with his name, it was a beautiful gift that truly meant a lot.
“Enjoy it. I have another one, but I didn’t put it under the tree because I want to give it to you personally,” he stated, and took a set of keys from his pocket. “These are the keys to my apartment. It’s yours to use as your studio and have a place just for painting. I don’t need it anymore,” he indicated, looking at me.
And that gift was more than significant for everyone. For Baco, it meant that Hermes fully supported his passion, and I imagined there was no better gift than the support and understanding of his brother. For Hermes and me, it also meant a lot; it meant that he was abandoning his bachelor pad forever, because I assumed that apartment was where he used to take his female friends. My heart beat happily.
After the gifts, we spent some time talking, and after two in the morning, Catalina and Baco left. As soon as we saw the cars pass through the gate, Hermes took me in his arms and carried me to the bedroom.
“Thank you for all this, my love,” he said.
“Thank you. I loved my gift,” I expressed, while kissing his neck and inhaling his intoxicating scent.
“And I loved mine,” he affirmed, as he quickly climbed the stairs. “But now I want to unwrap my other gift. I want to take off all your clothes, melt into your body, kiss every inch of that glorious body that is all mine, and take possession of thatsensual little mouth to capture all the moans I’m going to draw from you.”
And he wasted no time, stripping me of all my clothes, leaving me wearing only the necklace he had given me, and fulfilling his promise not to leave a single inch of my body unkissed. Nor did I leave him untouched, as I kissed his magnificent body, delighting in his beauty.
“Ride me, I want you to straddle me like a beautiful amazon,” he asked, between gasps of pleasure.
Hermes was ready to receive me. He took both my hands and helped me lower myself onto him, sliding inside me. When he was completely inside me, he closed his eyes and threw his head back, emitting a long, husky moan.
“God, my love, you can’t imagine what you make me feel. Look at me, I want to see your beautiful eyes shining with pleasure when you come for me. I want to see what I make you feel,” he said, between increasingly stronger gasps.
The movements intensified along with our breathing and the beating of our hearts. We moved frantically, but our gazes never parted. He set the rhythm by holding my hips, a rhythm that grew uncontrolled. He rose from the mattress frenetically. The moans grew louder and louder, and when we couldn’t take it anymore, we screamed forcefully, a liberating cry provoked by an orgasm that devastated us like a hurricane. I collapsed onto his body, completely limp and with my heart pumping blood at a frantic pace. He was the same, his heart seemed about to leap from his chest. We could barely breathe. We remained joined for a while because we couldn’t move.
“Darling, what we feel is unique, it’s magical,” he said, kissing my face.
“We make the magic happen.”
“It’s true, you’re absolutely right.”
We fell asleep embracing, feeling our skin, our warmth, and the beating of our hearts. Those hearts that beat at a dizzying rhythm whenever we were together and that beat in unison when they joined in a unique rhythm, that of happiness.
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The next day, being December 25th, we went to have lunch at Catalina’s. To keep my promise, I wore the blue blouse she had given me and paired it with white pants. The outfit looked beautiful. Hermes was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt; casual clothes always made him look younger. When we arrived at the house, Baco was already there, sprawled out on a lounge chair in the backyard reading the book I had given him. Hermes stayed behind to take a call, and Catalina was in the kitchen supervising lunch. I went to join Baco, and when he saw me, he sat up in the lounge chair making room for me and patted it for me to sit beside him.
“Come, sit here and let’s talk quietly before my controlling brother arrives,” Baco said with a smile.
“Are you enjoying the book?”
“It’s wonderful, thank you. Now I want to know how things are going with Hermes. It’s obvious the man is in love and you’ve changed his life for the better, not just his, but mine too because I got my brother back, and my mother’s because she stopped worrying about her eldest son’s happiness. But, as your friend, I want to know how you are.”
“Thank you, Baco. I’m good, I feel happy by his side. I won’t deny there are moments when I’m a little afraid. I don’t know, maybe it’s because when you’re happy, you fear you might be living in a mirage and that happiness could end at any moment, especially because Hermes and I started off so badly that I feel everything could fall apart in the blink of an eye. For now, I can tell you we’re good, getting to know each other and enjoying living together. Thanks for asking.”
“I’m glad to hear it,” he said, patting my leg. “You know you can count on me for anything. Hermes is my brother, but you’re my friend.”
“I know I can count on you; in fact, I miss my annoying neighbor,” I said, smiling.
