“Simon?” Carlos repeats, angling his head. “Who is Simon?”
“Oh, Simon....” I chuckle and wave my hand in a dismissive wave. I distinctly notice Carlos moving away just in time for my fingers to miss his eye. I must be drunker than I thought because my movements seem more exaggerated than I intended.
I chuckle again at the thought. “Simon is my ex. Wait. Is he really? We dated for about a week, and when I wouldn’t put out, he spread these horrible rumors about me to our friends. Then, he broke up with me via text where he referred to me as a whale.”
“That bastard,” Carlos mutters in a low voice that almost sounds like a growl.
I wonder if he sounds angry or if the alcohol in my system is exaggerating things again.
Pfft! Why would Carlos be angry on my behalf?
I let out a crackle and wave my hand uselessly. “Oh, that’s nothing compared to what I’ve had to put up. Body shaming is not even a new thing to me. I’ve always been curvy, with more boobs and ass than I know what to do with. People will see me and form all sorts of opinions about me within seconds of meeting me. It’s why I don’t post pictures on social media because then all sorts of perverts make comments about me. And you...I was just beginning to like you. I knew you wouldn’t want to have anything to do with a whale like me, so I was just going to keep my feelings to myself and maybe dare to fantasize about you in secret. But, like the others...you had to mess up my head and show me how unattractive I am. Did you have to look so disgusted after kissing me?”
Carlos shakes his head in confusion. “What? But I didn’t.”
“Hush...,” I say, leaning forward to place a finger on his lips. “God, your lips...,” I whisper, momentarily mesmerized by the lushness of his firm lips.
I sit back and sigh heavily. “Anyway, as if it’s not enough that I have to worry about you, Mom’s health is getting worse. Beth tries to downplay the whole thing, but I’ve caught on well enough. She has Advanced Ankylosing Spondylitis, and as a nurse, I know how unimaginable the pain is. Mom is strong, though. But if Beth is panicked enough to mention her health to me in a call, it just means I should be worried. So now I have two worries. You and...what’s the other one? Anyway, my problem right now is you, Carlos. You keep looking at me strangely with those stormy, dark eyes of yours, making me feel things I’ve never felt before. Like right now, all I want to do is run my mouth over you and do crazy things. I want to weave my fingers in your hair and nibble on your lower lip. I want to....”
“Abby…,” Does his voice hold a warning tone, or am I hearing him wrong?
I suddenly want to dare him. I’m curious as to what would happen if that tight control in his eyes snapped. I know I’m asking for trouble, and for the first time in my life...I don’t care.
My blood thrums in excitement as I close the distance between us, practically sitting in his lap. I trail a finger along his lower lip, then lean forward and tease his lips with mine.
“Kiss me, Carlos,” I breathe against his lips. “Kiss me like you did in your bathroom. I can’t seem to stop thinking about....”
“Damn you, woman,” Carlos mutters, trailing his fingers along my cheekbone. “You’re driving me crazy. I want you so bad. But if I start, I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself. I don’t....”
I hook an arm around his neck and position myself, so I’m really straddling him this time. I lean forward to place my mouth against his ear. “Such a gentleman gangster you are,” I whisper in a sultry voice that I’ve seen girls use so many times on TV. I nibble on his ear, pleased to feel the shiver that races through him. I’m probably going to regret this when I’m sober, but I’ll make good use of the magical booze confidence for now. “Kiss me, Carlos.”
His lips crashed down on mine with a vengeance that shocks me.
The movements of his lips against mine are hard, almost punishing but at the same time tantalizing. One of his hands cups my neck, and the other grabs my ass in a greedy squeeze that sets my entire body aflame. I grind wantonly against him, unable to stop the moans that keep breaking free from my lips.
I can feel his member harden beneath me.
In one swift movement, Carlos flips me so I’m beneath him. I kiss his back with the same urgency as he does. Pleasure sears through me in a dizzying surge as his tongue invades my mouth in titillating exploitation.