“You feel so good,” I murmured as I peered down at him with half-lidded eyes. When he grinned at me, I internally melted and let my head fall back, riding out the pleasure for another minute. It wasn’t long before I grew incredibly needy. “I need to feel you inside of me.”
“Anything you want, amore,” he said before drawing away from me. He sat back against the headboard of the bed and pulled me into his lap, lifting me gently so he could push his cock inside of me. He gripped my hips tightly as I sank down, our moans filling the beach house. He squeezed my curves appreciatively, leaving soft kisses on my shoulder and neck.
I lightly bounced on top of him, moving up and down at a quickening pace. He went deeper and deeper, hitting a spot that made me dig my nails into his shoulders. I’d become so sensitive from the other rounds that there was no way I would last long.
“You know exactly where to touch me,” I breathed out while tilting my head back to let him kiss my throat.
He gravitated to each sensitive spot. “I know you,” Alberto said. “I can feel you.”
My heart fluttered in my chest as he whispered the words against my skin. It was true. He proved that with each perfect touch. Every moment we shared crashed into the next so transiently. We couldn’t stop, giving into our desire and forgetting patience. Why waste time when we knew what we wanted?
“And I can feel you,” I moaned softly.
Alberto thrust up into me, meeting my bounces with perfect timing. He gazed at me, admiring my body and parted lips. His eyes were a shade darker, intense with desire. “So beautiful. I want you to come for me,” he told me.
A throbbing sensation rippled throughout my body. My hands slid up to his face as I pressed my forehead against his. Our breaths mingled, and even though we were pressed against each other, I still didn’t feel close enough.
“I will for you. Only you,” I murmured as our eyes locked.
“Only me,” Alberto repeated, confirming my words. His fingers splayed out across my lower back like he wanted to caress my entire body at once. In a way, the heat and pleasure he made me feel did just that.
“Finish me,” I told him as we moved faster and harder, approaching the peak ahead.
Alberto moved his hand over to press his thumb against my clit, giving me the spark of friction I needed to throw me over the edge.
“That’s it, bella. So perfect,” he praised me.
I felt his words right between my thighs. Heat took hold of me as I gave myself to him, lighting me ablaze as bliss burned through every inch of my body. I shuddered from the intensity, only able to fall against his chest as he finished a few seconds later. I let my eyes flutter shut, enjoying how warm and strong he felt.
“I want to stay here with you forever,” I murmured.
Alberto pressed his face into my neck, breathing me in. “I wouldn’t mind that at all,” he said.
“I bet you wouldn’t.” I laughed softly as I lazily kissed his cheek.
“I never thought that a Castillo could drive me so wild,” Alberto breathed out as he ran his hands over my back, caressing me close.
A pang struck my chest. I rolled off him and peered up at the ceiling. “I hate being a Castillo,” I said quietly.
Alberto frowned. He cleaned himself up and then he did the same for me. Then he laid on his side next to me. “Why? Why do you want to kill your own father?”
I turned my head to look at him, a weight settling on my chest. I had kept a lot secret from him, but I trusted him. I needed him and it wasn’t only because of the plan.
“When I was sixteen, I tried to run away with my boyfriend at the time. My father didn’t approve of us and hunted us down. He killed my boyfriend in front of everyone,” I told him as I lowered my eyes. My heart ached when I reflected on those painful memories.
Alberto reached out and took my hand, giving it a sympathetic squeeze. He didn’t look surprised in the slightest, which was telling when it came to how cruel people knew my father acted.
“Not too long after that, I found out I was pregnant. My father forced me to marry a man he worked up a deal with, and when my twins were born, he took them away from me. I never saw them again,” I said, having to swallow hard to force the rest of the words out. I lifted my eyes to his. “He has tortured me and everyone around him at every turn. He and those that worship the ground he walks on deserve to go down.”
Alberto moved his hand up to cup my cheek. “I won’t ever let him hurt you again. I protect the ones I love,” he promised me.
I gasped. “Love?”
Alberto swallowed hard and drew in a deep breath. “I didn’t think I could fall in love again after Sienna passed away. She was the light of my life and the mother of my children. But you’re the one person who got me to open my heart again. I love you, Gabriela,” Alberto told me with a small smile on his face.
My heart raced uncontrollably as my eyes threatened to tear up. I couldn’t remember the last time someone said such sweet words to me and meant them. So many people had lied to me and hurt me, so I shut myself off for so long. I finally wanted to be open again, despite how sudden our love bloomed.
It still felt right.