Chica Bella by Carly Fall

on him, she kissed him deeply, her hands going through the short strands of his hair, over his shoulders and back. Her hair tickled him as it cascaded down his chest. He did his own exploration under her shirt.
    She looked at him, her hips moving faster, grinding against him. He had wanted to stand up and take her back inside, but he knew the sex was about control for her at that time. She had no control over his comings or goings, but she did have control at that very moment, and that was what she needed.
    Crushing her lips to his, her nails dug into his shoulders as she came. He wasn’t far behind with an orgasm that had his hips bowing off the chair to get deeper into her. She fell against his chest, breathing heavily. He wrapped his arms around her and they sat in silence for a moment. Words weren’t needed for both of them to feel the love they had for each other.
    “I’d like some more wine,” she had said sleepily, “and then I think I’m ready for bed.”
    He carried her inside, and one more glass of wine later, both were sound asleep.
    For the first night in months, he slept peacefully, without nightmares.
    As he buried his face in her hair this morning, he let his hand travel over her shoulder and down her arm. He leaned back a little, and traced the bumps of her spine, and explored her hip. Pushing her hair aside, he gently kissed her spine, one vertebra at a time. She sighed and rolled to her stomach. He continued kissing her down the back of her legs to her toes, and back up again.
    “I have to go to work, Landon,” she mumbled into the pillow.
    “I know,” he whispered, letting his hand travel over her butt and down to her secret flesh. She groaned and spread her legs, giving him full access to her hot, slick center.
    “I can’t be late,” she murmured.
    “I know.”
    He opened her legs farther apart with his own, and pushed himself into her. He closed his eyes for a moment. “Maya, I can’t get enough of you.”
    She sighed, and he caught a small smile cross her sleepy face.
    He began to move slowly, and she spread her legs more, allowing him deeper penetration.
    “Landon,” she said as his weight settled on top of her and he kissed her neck. His hands moved down to the swell of her breast to her ribcage, his hips moving in a slow, languid rhythm. He shoved his hand in between the sheet and her body, and found where they were joined and gently rubbed her soft flesh.
    “Landon.” She gasped, and then let out a groan of appreciation. “Landon, I need to go to work!”
    “I know.” He kissed the side of her face. He took her earlobe between his teeth. “I just want to make sure you start your day off with a smile.”

 
     
    Chapter Sixteen
     
     
    And smile she did. She arrived at work after a quick run home to get her work clothes, and also pack a small bag so she could stay with Landon again.
    Her mother had given her a knowing grin and asked when she and Landon would be coming for dinner. Maya thought about it a moment, and promised her mom it would be sometime soon. She needed Landon to herself for now.
    At work, the spring break kids kept her busy, but she didn’t allow the stupid advances to sour her mood. Landon lay in a lounge chair across the pool from her, sometimes reading, sometimes watching her. She felt the heat of his gaze as she poured drinks. Every couple of hours he would make his way to the bar, ignoring the laughter of the college girls who watched him with wanton lust written all over their faces.
    He was an impressive figure.
    He strode up to her wearing a red bathing suit, his SEAL tattoo on his chest and the skull and cross bones on is shoulder making him look dangerous, yet very sexy. She bit her lip as he came toward her.
    “Everything okay?” he asked quietly as he paid for his drink.
    “ Si .” She was unable to say much more as she watched his mouth and thought of all the wonderful things he could do with it.
    “You know where I am if you need me, chica