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It was one of these ordinary summer days in Laredo where the sun would cook an egg if someone had cracked one onto their car's hood.
The heat was as stifling as a snake strangling its victim. Lying in the bed you'd been sharing with Javier Peña for a few months now, you were flipping through the modest town's local magazine in search of more or less interesting news.
Just then, Javier entered the room.
"He called softly, which made you look up from your magazine. "I made some lemonade if you want. "
“ Just what i needed. ”
You followed your boyfriend out of the bedroom to the opened kitchen. The man had already disposed two glasses on the counter. You noticed the cutting board and the citrus fruits cut in two, drained of their juice and their seeds scattered over the marble surface.
Your gaze returned to the former dea agent. He was already looking at you, his brown eyes resting against you - more precisely, against your breasts. He moistened his lower lip.
“Javi?”
"Yes? ”
“ Can I have the lemonade? ”
“ Sorry. ”
He poured the cool drink into your glass and you reached for it to take a few sips before putting it down.
“ I really needed that. Thanks, Javi. ”
You moved closer to offer him a kiss on the cheek, and his hands came to slip over your waist, bringing your body closer to his. You tilted your head to watch him, your hands flat on his chest. He was looking at you with affection and desire.
Knowing he was doing you a favor and satisfying your needs, even the most insignificant ones, not only thrilled him but excited him. He let out a breath from his nasal passages, and his big hands left your waist to take hold of your globes. They were under the first layer of tissue and the two iron bars running through your spikes embraced the material. He remembered the first time he saw them.
His dick hardened behind his jeans. One of your hand reached the back of his neck , gliding in his hair while the other rested against his pec.
“ What are you doing ? ” You asked him in a honeyed voice and he closed his eyes.
He was torn between his desire and the affection he was receiving from your touch.
" Nothing. ”
“ Doesn't look like nothing. ”
Javier hummed , his hands squeezed your globe of chairs and quickly slipped under your top to grab them - let the warmth of your skin embrace him. His thumbs caressed both pierced peaks at the same time. It was your turn to hum.
Excitement crept up to your sex and you felt it throbbing against your underwear.
“ Javier it's way too hot to have sex - ”
“ Who said we were going to have sex? ”
He arched an eyebrow, his husky voice resonating inside you. God. He gently pulled you back against the edge of the central island, and once your lower back met his edge, the man leaned in until he was level with your chest, before placing languorous kisses against your skin. His saliva found its way against every bit of kissed skin, and the air coming into contact with his own flow made you sigh. The sensation was pleasant, with this heat just what you needed - freshness. And Javier Peña was ready to give it to you.
He grabbed your top and helped you to get rid of it, throwing it somewhere on the floor. Your breasts bounced free.
" Ahí estan...Um , how pretty they are. How pretty you are , bebé. "
He always talked to you in spanish - more to him , that's how you viewed it. With time your learned what some of his words meant , even if it would make him awkward. But you didn't mind, you never did. It showed how much he loved you , how you excited him. The problem was Javi was such a worshipper. He'd spend hours praising every inch of your body. Just like now. The man was taking in the curve of breasts , their shapes and the magnificent stretch marks decorating your ebony skin.
" Mira esas tetas. "His tone dropped lower at the same he lowered his head to your bust.
He took a long stripe from the valley between your breasts to your neck. The curve of his nose kissed your skin as he sank his teeth into your neck.
You let out a moan, your hand in his hair and the other gripping the counter as his kneaded your right breast between his fingers. He came down again and this time you hissed long; his mouth was encompassing a good part of her breast and you watched him nursing from it like a thirsty man , desperately seeking from something you didn't have. That he couldn't give you because he knew. But deep inside , he wished he could taste it from you someday.
“Javi...fuck...” You slipped a hand into your shorts, coming to caress the whole of your sex.
And him , he was worshipping you while his own hand groped his erection through his jeans. He groaned against your skin.
“Yes babe...need you inside me...”
He looked up at you. Your face was contorted with pleasure, your eyes closed and your lips parted as jerky breaths escaped your mouth.
"Not yet bebé. I'm not done with those. "He declared, his warm breath hitting the skin of your breast and leaving it to occupy the second half of your chest.
You knew you'll have to wait to longer he finally drove inside you and take you with passion in your kitchen , ignoring how the heat weakened your senses.