“Don’t worry. No one can see in, but we can see out,” he whispers into my ear.
The moment he says so, I calm.
“They can’t see?”
“No one gets to see my woman but me.”
My heart stops beating.
My woman.
That’s what he called me, and I’m not sure he realizes what he said or if he did. He doesn’t waste words, and he doesn’t waste time either.
He lifts my leg and hooks it around his, then he grabs his cock and plunges into my pussy.
My passage quakes, and I grab his shoulders to hold on when he starts to fuck me.
His length spears into my body, rough and hard, while he fills me up, and my body welcomes him like I need him to survive.
Pleasure racks my soul with every thrust, and I absorb the sound of him slamming into me. It’s flesh on flesh slapping together in hunger.
My inner walls ripple with the savage energy, and I come with his name falling from my lips.
“Isso mesmo. Eu possuo você,” he groans, telling me in Portuguese he owns me.
I believe him because I feel like I’m his again.
I feel like I’ve always been his and I’ve never known what it’s like not to be.
Before I can get over the wild sensation that tears through my body, he turns me around to face the wall, and now I see the lights before me and all the people who look like ants on the ground below.
He runs his finger over my asshole, and I press my hands to the glass, leaving a print. I next feel the wetness of his tongue pushing in, then his finger.
“I want you here, Lucia. Can I take you there?”
“Yes.” I’m not a virgin there, so I know how anal sex feels, and I want him to remove the memory of the man who claimed me there—James. The same way Alejandro erased his touch from my three-year hiatus.
As Alejandro dips his fingers into my pussy and coats my asshole with my juices, I vow to never think of James again. Not like this. Not when I’m with Alejandro.
When I feel the fat head of his cock pressing into my ass, I suck in a deep breath and hold it. My pulse skitters, scattering my nerves all over my body as he slides in and starts moving slowly but with a powerful effect.
He grips my hips and thrusts in deeper, pounding into my ass so hard the tension coiling inside me releases a white-hot wave of unimaginable pleasure.
It sends a shock wave to my system, and my body writhes in orgasm overload. I’m coming, and I didn’t even feel it hit me. It just hit like a bomb and exploded, taking everything from me.
He’s still rock hard but groaning as he continues his relentless pumps.
Pleasure splits my mind into a million pieces, and there’s no more thinking, just feeling, as I’m carried higher and higher before I come again. This time, his cock pulses inside me, and a savage growl rips from his throat as he comes, filling my asshole with hot cum.
Jesus… I’m spent. I can barely catch my breath, and my heart is pounding so hard I think it might pop.
It’s the gentle caress of Alejandro’s fingers over my back that calms me. He pulls out of me and places a kiss on my ass cheek.
I glance back at him and move my hair out of my face, meeting his eyes that are locked on me. I don’t know what he’s thinking. We stare at each other for a long moment before he moves. It seems he was wrestling with his thoughts. Maybe the way I am.
“You okay?” he asks, straightening.
“Yes.” I turn to face him, and he rests his arm above my head.
“Get dressed and have dinner with me.” The moment he says that I know why he looked that way. It’s because of how dinner sounds.
“Dinner?” I ask.
“Yeah, dinner.”
Like a date.
“Okay.”