Page 92 of Until You Came Along
When I said it, he rested his forehead against mine and seemed to have lifted the weight of the world from his shoulders. I felt him relax and smile.
“I want you in my life, I want you in my bed, I want you by my side. I’ll do everything I need to do to make this work.”
“If you really want me in your life, put me in it for real, not one day yes and another no. If I’m going to be in your life, I want tobe there because you’ve given me a secure place, I don’t want to be fighting for that place.”
“If anyone is going to have to fight for a place, it’s going to be me, because I understand clearly that I need to prove to you that I deserve the place I want in your life, and I promise to do everything in my power to deserve it.” He looked at me and moved closer to my lips to whisper, “May I kiss you?”
“Kiss m…”
I couldn’t finish. Hermes lunged at my mouth with the desperation of a thirsty man searching for a drop of water. He kissed my lips and then delved into my mouth, not leaving a single inch unexplored. A passionate kiss, the kind that should be forbidden. He let out a sigh and then assaulted my mouth again, savoring me possessively. We both let out soft moans indicating the pleasure we felt in that moment. He embraced me tightly, and I could feel his heart beating frantically beneath the fine, soft fabric of his shirt. I gently slid my hands over his shoulders until they encircled his neck, and he took the opportunity to pull me closer to his body. We kissed each other more and more deeply, until we were breathless. I lowered my barriers and gave myself completely to Hermes. I forgot my doubts, I forgot my fears, my worries, and I forgot that this man was a complete disaster at handling his emotions.
I stopped thinking.
I dedicated myself to feeling.
To feeling his warm body next to mine, to feeling his hands exploring me, to feeling his kisses.
Hermes sweetly kissed every inch of my cheeks, following a path with his expert lips down to my throat before returning to my lips and claiming my mouth completely. A moan escaped from the depths of his throat, and it was such an erotic sound that I also moaned with pleasure. Without taking his eyes off me,he quickly got rid of his tie and took my hand, gently guiding it to the buttons of his shirt. My fingers trembled as they rested on the buttons, and soon his shirt joined the tie on the floor. The rest of his clothes were quickly removed.
“God! How much I needed you! You’re so beautiful, my love! You have no idea how much I desire you,” he whispered, while kissing me and gently pushing me to fall onto the bed.
I had already lost all control over my body. We were both trembling from head to toe with the anxiety of joining together and feeling each other completely. Hermes explored my entire body with his mouth, not leaving a single inch untouched by his lips. I writhed with pleasure and begged for him.
“I need you, Hermes.”
“And you can’t imagine how much I need you. I’m going to make love to you, Delfina, I give myself to you body and soul.”
He positioned himself between my legs and slid slowly into me without taking his eyes off mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist and embraced him with my arms. His expressions were indicative of the pleasure he felt. His thrusts began slowly, very slowly, until they increased in intensity and drove us crazy, coupling our bodies to the dance of passion seeking ecstasy. The intensity of all the sensations I was experiencing at that moment was so great that I closed my eyes, unable to help it.
“Open your eyes, my love. Look at me. I want to see your beautiful face when you come for me, and I want you to see mine when I explode with pleasure inside you. I want you to know that it’s me who makes you vibrate. You’re mine, my love, and I am yours.”
And with those words, I exploded in a devastating orgasm that made me scream his name while my contractions triggered his orgasm, causing him to roar my name and convulse frantically before collapsing on top of me, languid and exhausted. We remained silent, with only our agitated breathing and the frantic rhythm of our hearts audible.
He raised his head to look into my eyes. I could barely keep them open after what I had just experienced, but I looked at him and knew that my eyes conveyed all the love I felt for him.
“Goood, Delfina, with you it’s always incredible. My heart is going to come apart. The connection I feel with you is so powerful that it’s overwhelming. This is making love,” he whispered against my lips.
“I always made love to you.”
“And I think I always felt that you were making love to me because with you it always went beyond physical pleasure, which is also incomparable, but I always felt like you were also caressing my heart. I don’t know how to explain it…it’s…it’s extraordinary.”
“Hermes, I love you.”
“I love you too,” he affirmed with conviction, and his words and his gaze reached my heart, and I knew with certainty that this man loved me. “I have to tell you something.”
He moved to get off my body and settled beside me, propping himself up on an elbow to look at me.
“On Thursday I was at the exhibition you went to with Baco. I needed to see you.”
“Why? Tell me the truth, don’t lie to me. If we’re betting on a future together, I need you to be honest with me.”
“Why do you think I went?”
“Because you didn’t trust me, even though it’s crazy because you’re talking about your brother. I think you thought Baco and I were deceiving you and that there was something between us.”
“In this case, you’re wrong. I won’t deny that I thought that at first, but later I was clear that you were just friends. That day I went for another reason, that day I went to see you because I couldn’t take it anymore. During those days when we weren’t speaking, I dedicated myself to thinking about us, I wanted to understand what was happening to me with you, and I wanted to make a decision. We couldn’t continue on that emotional roller coaster we were on. I felt that if I saw you, I would be able to understand what I felt for you.”
At that moment he paused, I suppose to give me the opportunity to say or ask something, but I didn't dare interrupt him. He was opening his heart to me and I could only listen with emotion.
