Page 39 of Seductive Desires

I felt him tense. He was trying to figure out if this was breaking the rules too, but he wasn’t willing to stop me to discuss it. I dragged my hand against him. He pulled away from the kiss, panting. It didn’t matter how many times I experienced it, his reactions to me were addictive and oh so arousing. When I moved, slipping my hand into his slacks to wrap around his length, he let out a much louder groan. I snickered, shushing him. He shook his head. His focus was solely on my hand caressing him.

“This feels like breaking the rules, mariposa,” he whispered hoarsely.

“Do you want me to stop?”

He growled, his hips jerking. “You better fucking not.”

When I rubbed my thumb over the head of his erection, spreading the drop of precum that had formed there, he snarled and tried to move my hand away. I grinned, shaking my head. He jerked his face to mine, his eyes wide as he realized I wasn’t going to stop until he finished.

“Mari–”

His eyes squeezed shut as I sped up. I managed to unbutton his slacks and pull down the zipper, giving me more space. His forehead pressed against my shoulder, his body tense.

“Mariana, please…”

A shiver ran through me and I almost lost control. He said that when he was dreaming about me before and it rocked me. I was so wet at this point it was embarrassing. I couldn’t stop now though, not when he thrust his cock into my hand, his hands gripping me tightly.

I tightened my grip, keeping him on edge. His breathing was harsh. Every once in a while, he tried to free himself, desperate for more but every time he did I sped up and he ended up muffling his moans against my shoulder.

“Fuck… Fuck!”

He jerked suddenly, his hand wrapping around mine. I used my free hand to pull him by his hair until I could see his face. His eyes widened slightly and he sucked in a breath. I watched ecstasy take over his face right before his eyes slipped shut. I captured his lips as his orgasm hit, muffling his shout. His hips jerked and he slumped back against the wall, reigning in his breath.

“I haven’t done something like that since I was a teenager.”

I wanted to grin but I was so hot I thought I might burst into flames. Watching his face as he came was one of the hottest things I’ve seen in my life. He used a handkerchief to clean himself up, tucking it into his pocket with a grin but he paused at the look on my face. A mischievous look spread over his before he spun us, shoving me against the wall.

“My turn.”

I didn’t know what he had planned given where we were but I probably would have agreed to anything at this point. His hand slipped into my leggings, past my panties. He pushed a finger inside me roughly and I threw my head back, clenching around him. He shuddered, pressing himself against me as much as he could.

“You liked that, didn’t you? You like tormenting me when you know I can’t touch you,” he whispered huskily. I could only pant, tipping my head to the side as he ran his lips and teeth down my neck. When he pushed another finger inside me I rolled my hips, riding his hand as much as he’d let me. His lips brushed against me as he whispered dirty nothings into my ear. He shifted, his thumb teasing my clit and I cried out.

I bit my lip, trying to stifle myself. He had managed to be a lot quieter than me but when he sped up, my mouth dropped open again. I had a death grip on his arm, keeping him from pulling away. His mouth covered mine, his tongue mimicking his fingers as it dipped between my lips. Pressure built until I stood on the edge, balancing precariously. When he curled his fingers, I went incandescent, moaning loudly. If he wasn’t kissing me, I’m pretty sure the entire house would’ve heard me. He kept moving inside me until I slumped against him, exactly like he had earlier. When he pulled his fingers free, I groaned.

“Fuck, mariposa, you can’t do shit like this to me and expect me to keep my hands to myself.”

I hadn’t opened my eyes just yet, the aftershocks still moving through me, but I smirked. It was fun, but I secretly agreed that it wasn’t enough. He had hardened again while he touched me, his length pressed up against my hip. I pressed my thighs together, trying not to think about the last time he was inside of me.

“Are you saying you lose?” I breathed, still trying to catch my breath.

He pressed a kiss to my neck before biting the same spot. It was a lot harder than he normally did and I gasped. Lightning shot straight to my core and my hips jerked automatically. That… was a reaction I wasn’t expecting. I wasn’t going to look into it right now though.

“No, mariposa. I’m saying I’m going to have to increase my efforts to seduce you.”

My eyes flew open. Increase?? He already did too much! I would never survive!

He flashed me a quick grin, winking at my expression before he straightened his suit and walked away.

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It tookme a lot longer than I care to admit to recover from what Mateo and I did in the library. My knees felt weak and I had to fight the urge to seek him out and finish what we started. It was exciting and fun in the moment but it left me wanting by the end. Instead of teasing him, I ended up making things much more difficult for myself.

Finally, I got so overwhelmed I asked if I could commandeer Andre’s kitchen. Whenever I’m too overwhelmed, I cook. Usually the recipes my mom used to make because it made me feel like she was with me and I could talk to her about what was going on. I play latin music, dance horribly around the kitchen, and cook until I can think clearly or eat my feelings.

Jo and Gabi volunteered to help me. I decided to make empanadas because they were pretty simple so they shouldn’t have had any trouble following my instructions. I had no idea exactly how bad Jo and Gabi were in the kitchen though. Jo managed to cover herself in flour, dropping more empanadas than she made, and Gabi nearly knocked over the pot of hot oil. I eventually had to force them to step away from the cooking before they hurt themselves. Or anyone else for that matter.

Now Gabi was watching the stove from a distance while I rolled out dough and Jo sat on the counter pouting.

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