“Mateo!”
I exploded, my hips bucking. He caught my movement, pushing my hips back down with a heavy arm across my lower body. He sucked my clit into his mouth, curling his fingers and another orgasm took me by surprise, right on the heels of the first. I gasped and groaned as it washed over me.
When he finally pulled back, letting me catch my breath, he had a smug grin on his face. I would be annoyed if he didn’t have such a good reason. The man knew what he was doing. I still rolled my eyes, grabbing the front of his shirt and dragging his lips to mine. I yanked his shirt open and he groaned into my mouth.
He helped me pull it off him, tossing it off the edge of the bed. His movements were more frenzied as he stripped, tugging his slacks and boxers off. He didn’t give me a chance to look at him before he slid between my thighs, his cock sliding between my folds. When he pressed against my entrance, we locked eyes with each other. He breached me slowly, his mouth open and panting until he sat fully inside me. I wrapped my legs around him and he growled, thrusting his hips. I clung to him, moaning as he rocked against me.
Each time he filled me, lightning spread throughout my body. I ran my nails down his back, making him groan. It seemed to spur him on because he only fucked me harder, his face buried against my neck as he slammed against me. The force bumped his hips against my clit and I threw my head back, screaming as my release washed over me. I felt his hips stutter as my body squeezed him. He shouted, stilling as he exploded inside me.
We clung to each other as we caught our breath. He was still buried inside me, my legs still wrapped around him but neither of us moved to separate. I missed him so much, tears threatened and I didn’t want him to think I was upset after that. He groaned against my neck, dropping his weight onto me. It was enough to banish the tears and I giggled, petting his hair.
“Not funny. You destroyed me. I was supposed to take you to dinner,” he mumbled.
I hugged him closer. “Take me to breakfast. We can order in for tonight.”
He nipped at me. “You are my dessert, then.”
We eventually moved enoughto lay on our sides, facing one another. My cheeks hurt, I was smiling so much. He leaned close enough to press his forehead against mine, letting out a deep sigh.
“I missed you.”
I ran my fingers along his jaw. He had a beard growing, which was new. I like it. “I missed you too. I wanted to call but…”
“I know. I wanted to as well. I wanted to the minute you left. I thought you would be better off without me.” He took my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm.
“I guess we were both thinking the same thing. More than anything, I just want you to be happy.”
“You make me happy, mariposa. Even when you toss me onto the floor like a rag doll, I am happy.”
I snickered, pushing his shoulder playfully. “Shut up. You snuck up on me.”
He grinned, dragging me until I was pressed against him. It didn’t matter that we had just had sex, my body burned everywhere he touched me. He brushed his lips against my forehead. I felt him hesitate, holding me tightly.
“What’s wrong?”
“I am worried that because we rushed things, you may not know my intentions. We’ve had enough miscommunication so I want to be clear.”
I stiffened, holding my breath.
“I do not want to go back to my life without you, mariposa. Even if it means giving up my work and moving my whole life to Mexico, I will do it for you.” He cupped my face, pressing my forehead against his. “Forever will never be enough for me.”
My heart pounded in my chest. Mateo had a life, a job, friends. And yet here he was, offering himself up on a silver platter to me. I felt tears slip out onto the sheets. I shook my head. “I don’t want you to give up your life for me. I just want to be part of it. I was scared before. But I’m done letting fear stand in the way of my happiness.” It’s what my mother said and it was like I needed to hear it from her to fully accept Mateo and our relationship.
He kissed me roughly, his hands in my hair. He pulled back far enough so that when he spoke, his lips barely brushed over mine.
“Marry me, mariposa. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
I could only nod, I was so overwhelmed. When tears spilled over his cheeks, I wiped them away, pressing my lips to his. He rolled me beneath him and spent the rest of the night wrapped around me, chasing every ounce of pleasure he could give me.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
I wokeup still wrapped in Mateo’s arms. He was smiling, even in his sleep. I checked the time. I had to be at the swing by lunch to meet Carmen. I wanted to bring Mateo with me but that felt rude. Remembering that she left her phone number in the box, I slipped from the bed, pulling out my phone for the first time since I arrived. I had several texts from Jo and Gabi and even one from Liam telling me he understands why I might want to step away but assuring me that I will always have friends in Chicago. I smiled, pursing my lips. Will he still want to be my friend when he finds out I’m marrying the guy who attacked him?
I shot Carmen a quick text asking if it would be alright to bring Mateo to the party. She replied telling me to bring him to the swing and she would be the judge of him. I snickered. She sounded like a mother and it thrilled me to no end that she cares that much. Mateo had his work cut out for him.
It was still a few hours before I had to meet Carmen so I crawled back into bed, pressing light kisses across Mateo’s face. He grinned and stretched.
“I cannot imagine a better way to wake up.” His voice was still gravelly from sleep. He tried to pull me on top of him but I just shook my head, smiling.