Hector (44 page)

She
nodded,
her eyes full of
understanding now. “I’ve read about Jack.”

Hector rested his elbows and lower arms on either side of
Charlee’s
face and kissed her softly, licking her lower
lip, still so swollen and so red. Hearing Jack’s words at this very moment was
exactly what he needed. He’d said these very words to him and the guys often.
Hector knew what it meant but didn’t quite get it. It wasn’t until he had to
endure the loss of his good friend and mentor that he understood.

The loss of his own father had come at an early age, but Hector
had still agonized over it. Losing Jack hadn’t been any easier for him or Abel,
nor had it been for Gio or Noah, who, like them, had also been through a loss
of that magnitude. The heart didn’t hurt any less because of their past
experiences. Jack’s words had come barreling down on him the days after his
passing. That’s why he chose to have those words forever be a part of him. So
that he’d never forget that. Now here they were, reminding him of what he
needed to focus on right now. Handling what he felt for Charlee would never get
any easier. Nor would the exhilaration he felt being with her, kissing her, and
making her his ever lessen. He may as will give into what his heart wanted now
and start making her his so he could continue to do so over and over again.

Reaching down, he slipped his hand into her leggings as he continued
to suck her soft lips. As he slipped his hand lower and she spread her legs for
him, gasping against his lips, his heart took a flying leap when he felt the
soft hair just above where his fingers were headed. She wasn’t clean shaven
like most of the girls he’d been with.

Smiling, he thought about how the less-experienced girls were the
ones that obsessed less about these things, and this was just further proof of
how inexperienced Charlee really was. He moved his fingers further down, skin
to skin with the very hot place he’d only felt through her leggings earlier.
And though he’d felt her pulsating through the fabric, it didn’t compare at all
to feeling the moisture on his fingers now.

He could hardly stand it anymore, plunging his tongue deep in her
mouth, doing to her mouth what he wanted to be doing to her body already. He
heard her boots drop, and he knew she’d kicked them off. She wanted it as much
as he did.

While his fingers toyed with her soft, wet, pulsating folds, his
other hand began to pull her leggings down. Charlee lifted her behind and
helped him pulling her leggings along with her pink lacy panties down her legs.
Hector had to move his hand away from her sweet wetness to pull everything
completely off. He didn’t think his heart could beat any harder until he looked
down and saw her lying there completely naked now. Even though he’d just kissed
and tasted many parts of her body, seeing her lying there like that, her
freckles adorning every crevice of her delicately powdery white body, took his
breath away.

As his eyes moved down her slowly, he froze, staring between her
legs. He couldn’t move his eyes away from the very neatly trimmed almost see-through
perfectly heart-shaped patch of red hair. Finally he looked up at her. She
lifted herself on her elbows and watched him now, her face slightly tinged with
color. “You did that?”

She nodded that timid smile, relieving a tension he didn’t even
realize had built. “Last night.”

Glancing back to it because he had to look at it again, he smiled
now.
“For me?
But how’d you know . . .” He reached
down to touch it, caressing the soft hair with his fingers.

“I didn’t,” she whispered, her breath catching at his touch. “It
just felt good having a little secret all day and knowing if by chance we did
get this far you might like it.”

“I do,” he said, slipping his finger down past the heart-shaped
patch now and into her moist slit.

She gasped, spreading her legs, letting her head fall back. With
his other hand, he began undoing his zipper, his body taut and ready for what
was about to happen. Pulling the condom out of his wallet and ripping the
package with his teeth, he sunk his finger in her, surprised at just how ready
she was. As he slipped the condom on with one hand, he slipped another finger
into her, keeping his eyes on her face, waiting for any signs of pain or
discomfort. Charlee squirmed, arching her back as he rubbed his thumb exactly
where he knew he’d make her moan. Bringing his leg over her body, he spread her
beneath him.

Charlee lifted her hips. “Do it,” her whispered pleas drove him
insane. “I want you in me
now
.”

He brought his arms down either side of her face again and kissed
her hard. “I wanna be in you, baby.”

“Then do it,” she said, breathlessly wrapping her arms around her
neck and lifting her face to kiss him just as frantically as he felt.

Hector had been with plenty of girls, but at the moment, he felt
too dazed to remember if any of them had been virgins. For a virgin, Charlee
hardly seemed nervous, or maybe it was his being such a wuss-ass that made her urgency
feel that much bolder. Her legs were now spread as far apart as he needed, and
he began working his way in her slowly, but there was no resistance as he’d
imagined. She
was
tight, but looking
at her face now as he entered her, he saw nothing but pleasure. “You okay?” he
grunted as he forced himself to go slowly.

“Yes,” she gasped, lifting her hips up, making him slip in deeper.

There was still no resistance or discomfort on her part, and now
she wrapped her legs around him.
Fuck it
.
He plunged deep into her with a groan, making her cry out. But they were cries
of pleasure not pain. “Yes!” she said through her panting as he pumped her
harder and harder. “Oh
yes
!”

Maybe she lied about being a virgin. At that moment, he didn’t
give a shit. He rammed in her hard, plunging his tongue in her mouth with the
same force. Again and again, he thrust deeper and deeper as she panted and moaned
in the pleasure of it.

Pulling her arms tighter around his neck, she lifted her hips as
he thrust in her. Seeing her enjoy it so much confused him a bit but not enough
to slow him down.“That feels
so
good,
Hector.” Her expression was anything but pained like he might’ve expected. Even
her strained request just before she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip came as
a complete surprise. “
Harder!
”

Blissfully, he obliged, but this was
not
how he’d imagined making love to Charlee the first time would
be. He’d fully prepared himself to take things as slow as she needed him to, be
as gentle as he had to be. But he had to admit fucking sweet little Charlee
like this—like she begged him to—and feeling her claw her nails into his
shoulders as she cried out was hot as shit.

Lifting himself so his arms weren’t at either side of her and he
was on his knees now, he slowed only because he didn’t want it to end this
soon. He wanted to rock into her like this forever. But she lifted her hips
into him. “Don’t stop!” she gasped. “Please don’t stop!” Letting her head fall
back again and seeing her closing her eyes, he could feel her body begin those
familiar spasms he felt earlier. “Please don’t
ever
stop.”

Knowing how close they both were now, he grabbed her small waist
with both hands and drove into her hard, making her cry out and moan at once.
Her back arched in anticipation of what was building. She was so wet their
bodies slapped loudly as he pounded into her, feeling his own climax building. Thrusting
into her a few more times, he finally drove all the way in, feeling an
explosion like none he’d ever felt.

Charlee’s
chest heaved up and down now
as she squeezed her eyes shut, moaning in delight. Holding her by the waist up
against him still, he gulped hard in an effort to catch his breath. He glanced
down at the heart-shaped patch, now slickly wet and even brighter red, and
smiled. “Maybe you could shave an H in the middle of it,” he said.

He glanced up as she opened her eyes slowly, still breathing heavily.
“Into what?”

Looking back down at it, he touched it, smiling even bigger then
glanced back up at her.
“The heart.”

“Why?” She tilted her head with a smirk. “So that anyone who sees
it knows it’s yours?”

That wiped the smile right off his face. He moved his hand down
from the back of her small waist and spanked her behind. “Not funny.”

He didn’t spank her very hard, but it was hard enough to make her
yelp then laugh. “
Ow
!”

He stared at her wicked smile for a moment, and if he weren’t
mistaken, she liked that. Well, hot damn, he never would’ve guessed this is
what his sex life with Charlee would be like. He collapsed onto her, instantly feeling
aroused again, and devoured her equally eager mouth.

Chapter 27

Opening one eye slowly and then the other, memories of
the night Charlee had had with Hector began warming her still-half-asleep body.
She didn’t even remember falling asleep, but she was surprised Hector still lay
next to her. The light that crept in from the tiny crevices between the closed
blinds meant only one thing: it was morning.

Hector held her still-naked body tightly against his own. She
glanced at the clock and saw she had less than an hour to get ready and out of
there if she was going to make it to class in time to make her presentation. If
it weren’t because she knew she’d startle Hector out of his sleep, she’d groan
as loudly as she felt like groaning. Why today of all days did she absolutely
have to be at school? Any other day she could’ve easily missed.

Slipping out from under his big arm, she got out of bed and threw
on a t-shirt and shorts. She tiptoed out of the room and down the hall to the
bathroom. He already knew about the class she couldn’t miss today when she
explained where Drew was last night and why Charlee hadn’t gone with her. Curse
the damn presentation. Her only consolation was that there would be more nights
like last night. She’d make sure of it.

As she showered, she closed her eyes, breathing in deeply,
remembering all the things she and Hector had done last night. She couldn’t
help smiling, feeling aroused at the
very
thought.

Once out of the shower, she brushed her teeth and stared in the
mirror. Her breasts were covered with red spots—hickeys. She didn’t remember
him sucking that hard at all, but her skin was so fair he didn’t have to suck
hard at all to leave a mark. Looking down, she saw these love bites were everywhere,
even on her inner thighs, and those were a bit darker. Feeling a surge of
arousal remembering what he’d been doing between her legs, she took a deep
breath.

After examining all the evidence of their amazing night, she tiptoed
back to the room. He was still asleep. She stared at him for a moment. It
hadn’t been a dream. This was really happening. Her insides were doing that
little victory dance again, and she couldn’t help smiling. Hector was her
boyfriend, her lover, but most thrilling and almost unbelievable—he said he was
in love with her.

She didn’t even realize she was staring ahead but at nothing in
particular lost in thought, until she heard his voice. “Are you
sore
?”

He was up on his elbow now, looking at her a bit concerned. How
was it that even first thing in the morning and a bit disheveled he was still
so perfect? She shook her head, smiling. “No.” She bit her bottom lip. “Are
you?”

The corner of his lip lifted as he brought his legs over the side
of the bed.
“Not at all.”
He stretched, letting out a
very satisfied groan. “But my body hasn’t felt this content in,” he paused,
reaching for his boxer briefs on the floor then looked up at her, “ever.”

Knowing she was now smiling silly, she glanced away, not wanting
to be too obvious about how giddy everything about last night and this morning
made her.

“I’ll be back.” He stood up and walked out of the room.

Snapping back into reality, Charlee cursed her damn presentation
again as she sifted through her drawers for clean underwear. Hector was back in
the room in minutes. It surprised Charlee that he didn’t put on his clothes.
Instead, he sat on the corner of the bed in his underwear silently. His eyes
followed every move she made as she walked from one side of the room to the
other, holding her towel together at her chest. Secretly enjoying how his eyes
practically ate her up, she finally stopped and smiled. “What?”

“Nothing,” he smirked. “I just like watching you.” He shrugged
then admitted. “Okay, I’m waiting for that towel to come off.”

Biting her lower lip, her eyes traveled downward. Her heart
sputtered at the sight of the massive erection pushing against his briefs that
he did nothing to hide. Glancing back up, his eyes smoldered now, heating her
insides instantly.

All right, maybe she couldn’t miss her class, but she could be a
little late. Her eyes raced over to the nightstand next to her bed. Among the
several opened packets of condoms, she saw a sealed one. She walked over and
picked it up then walked back to Hector and handed it to him. “Put it on.”

She watched as he slid his briefs off then slipped the condom on.
He began to make a move off the bed, but she placed her hand on his big
shoulder.
“No, stay there.”

She dropped the towel and his eyes opened wide. Immediately, he
reached for her, slipping his big arms around her waist. Running her fingers
through his hair, she kissed him more passionately than she had planned to,
sucking and savoring what she recognized as her mouthwash. She couldn’t help it.
Feeling his big, hard, naked body against hers again made her crazy. Already
parts of her body were beginning to quiver. He pulled away from her mouth and
took her breast in his mouth, running his hands all over her back. “
Damn
, Charlee,” he said against her
nipple before biting on it softly, making her cry out in pleasure.