I opened one eye sleepily. ‘Hey, I heard that.’
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. ‘Get some rest, princess,’ he said softly.
I nodded feebly. I heard the muffled sound of the TV in the background, and felt Lucia’s warm body curled up next to mine as I drifted off to sleep.
I woke with a start, my heart thumping in my chest. It was dark and it took me a few seconds to realize that I was at home and not in Carlos’s basement. My back was pressed against Alejandro’s hard chest and I heard him breathing softly behind me.
I’d spent most of the day drifting in and out of sleep. I’d woken a few times, taken some pain meds and eaten a little food, but I’d barely been able to keep my eyes open. I’d never felt so exhausted in my life. Alejandro said it was a result of the pain meds the doctor had given me and also my body’s reaction to the last few days. I supposed I had hardly slept in that basement. It wasn’t easy to sleep when you were tied to a chair and in fear for your life, and I had been too worried about what might happen to Lucia to stay asleep for too long.
Now though, I felt fully rested. The heat from Alejandro’s body made me feel safe and secure, but it was stirring something else in me too. I missed the feel of his hands and his mouth on me. I rolled over, shifting onto my back, wincing at the pain in my ribs and shoulders.
Alejandro stirred. ‘Are you okay, princess?’ he murmured.
‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘Except for …’
‘Except for what?’
‘I want you,’ I breathed.
He groaned out loud. ‘You’re killing me here, princess. I want you too, but I’m not fucking you while you’ve got a fractured rib. Now, go back to sleep before you make me even harder than I already am.’
‘You don’t have to fuck me,’ I whispered. ‘But you could do other things, couldn’t you? And one of my hands is working perfectly.’
He sucked in a breath. ‘Stop it. Now.’
‘Alex,’ I pleaded. ‘I need you.’
‘Alana!’ he groaned.
‘Please?’
He sighed, his warm breath dancing across my neck and making me shiver. ‘If I make you come, will you promise to tell me to stop if anything starts to hurt?’
‘Yes,’ I panted.
‘And then you’ll go back to sleep?’
‘Yes. After I’ve reciprocated, obviously.’
‘No reciprocation necessary. I’ll be just fine,’ he growled. ‘Now, if we’re going to do this, you’ll have to lie still.’
‘Okay,’ I whispered.
His hand slid over my abdomen until he reached the hem of my tank top, he pulled it up with his fingertips until he had access to my panties. His fingers slipped beneath the band and he pushed his hand inside the soft cotton, palming my pussy before slipping his fingers through my wet folds and over my clit. I groaned loudly and instinctively took a deep breath.
‘Oow,’ I winced and silently admonished myself. He was going to stop if I wasn’t more careful.
‘Relax,’ he whispered in my ear. ‘I know it’s hard but try and steady your breathing. Deep breaths will hurt. I’ll take it slow.’
I nodded and focused on taking steady, regular breaths.
‘You ready?’ he growled.
‘Yes.’
His fingers started to circle my clit, softly and slowly, with just the right amount of perfect pressure. He nuzzled my neck as he lazily teased me with his fingers and I felt the wet heat searing between my legs.
‘This is fucking torturous, princess,’ he growled in my ear. ‘I can smell your delicious cream from here and I am fucking desperate to bury my face in your pussy right now.’