you’re doing your thing.”
“Thank you. For believing in me, and giving
me space, and just for being you.”
“You’re welcome. About tonight…I don’t think
I can…you know. I’m just in a little pain, and so tired. I’m
sorry.”
“Do you want me to go?”
“No. I want you to stay, and hold me in your
arms.”
“Then that’s what I’m going to do.”
“O melhor namorado alguma
vez.” Best boyfriend ever.
“Not yet, but I will be. I promise.”
I can’t promise her forever, but I can
promise her that I’ll be the best I can possibly be while we’re
together. She deserves more than that, but it’s all I’ve got right
now. I just hope it’s enough to keep us both in one piece when I
have to leave.
Chapter 6
Sierra
I wake up warm, but also cold. Strong arms
are wrapped around me, but right above them, my right boob is
practically frozen. It takes me a moment to realize that Joel’s ice
pack from his shoulder must have slid down during the night, and is
not only melted, but it’s resting on the aforementioned boob.
“Merda,” I say softly, but apparently not
softly enough.
The hard body behind me starts to shake with
laughter. “You just woke up, and cussed in Portuguese.”
“Yeah, well, you wake up to a frozen boob
and see if you can stop from blurting something out!”
“Frozen boob? Oh, shit. I’m so sorry,” he
says, throwing the melted pack over his shoulder.
“It’s just cold.”
“I’ll warm it back up.”
Before I can react, the tank top I went to
sleep in is lifted up, and his mouth is latched onto me. His tongue
swirls over my tight nipple as I arch into him. “That feels so
good.”
Instead of answering, he kisses his way over
to the left nipple and gives it the same treatment. My breasts
almost fit in his mouth, and his beard feels so good rubbing over
me as he licks, sucks, and—oh, God—bites. My pelvis has a mind of
its own, and starts moving against his very nice morning wood,
flannel pajama bottoms and boxer briefs be damned.
“Tão bela,” Joel says as he
looks down at my breasts, which are wet and red from his
attention. So beautiful.
I try to pull his mouth to mine, but he has
other ideas. He rains kisses over my ribs, making sure to give the
ones that were bruised some extra attention. While I love it, I
want his mouth on me. So I demand it.
“Me da um beij.”
“I am giving you kisses.”
“On my lips.”
“Heading there, querida,” he assures me,
smiling against my stomach before nibbling on my hip.
Okay, yeah. My mouth can wait a little
while. He sits back and looks at me as he pulls my pajama bottoms
and panties off. His erection is fighting against his briefs, and I
can’t wait to help him out with that. I lick my lips and see his
eyes widen and lips quirk up before he looks down and pets me.
There’s no other word for it as he lightly runs his fingers over
me, again and again.
“Que lindeza,” he whispers, almost
reverently as he looks down at where his fingers are teasing
me.
“You think my pussy is pretty?”
“Sim. All of you is pretty, Kitten.”
“Is that why you’re petting me?”
He slides a finger inside my folds, pressing
down on my clit as my hips fly up. “Better?” he asks, his hot
breath blowing against my entrance.
“Yes. Mais. Por favor.”
“Com prazer.” With pleasure.
His mouth descends on me, and his tongue is
inside of me. His finger is still pressing on my clit and I run my
fingers through his hair the way he likes. I’ve had men go down on
me before, but none have done it with the enjoyment Joel seems to
be getting from it. He’s smiling as he takes small sips on my clit
and moaning as he licks into me. I can barely control my hips as he
scrapes his teeth over me, and then without warning, I explode.
There’s no other word for it. I see flashes
of white behind my eyes, and I can feel pleasure all the way from
my head to my toes. Every nerve in my body has come alive and
“Thank you. For believing in me, and giving
me space, and just for being you.”
“You’re welcome. About tonight…I don’t think
I can…you know. I’m just in a little pain, and so tired. I’m
sorry.”
“Do you want me to go?”
“No. I want you to stay, and hold me in your
arms.”
“Then that’s what I’m going to do.”
“O melhor namorado alguma
vez.” Best boyfriend ever.
“Not yet, but I will be. I promise.”
I can’t promise her forever, but I can
promise her that I’ll be the best I can possibly be while we’re
together. She deserves more than that, but it’s all I’ve got right
now. I just hope it’s enough to keep us both in one piece when I
have to leave.
Chapter 6
Sierra
I wake up warm, but also cold. Strong arms
are wrapped around me, but right above them, my right boob is
practically frozen. It takes me a moment to realize that Joel’s ice
pack from his shoulder must have slid down during the night, and is
not only melted, but it’s resting on the aforementioned boob.
“Merda,” I say softly, but apparently not
softly enough.
The hard body behind me starts to shake with
laughter. “You just woke up, and cussed in Portuguese.”
“Yeah, well, you wake up to a frozen boob
and see if you can stop from blurting something out!”
“Frozen boob? Oh, shit. I’m so sorry,” he
says, throwing the melted pack over his shoulder.
“It’s just cold.”
“I’ll warm it back up.”
Before I can react, the tank top I went to
sleep in is lifted up, and his mouth is latched onto me. His tongue
swirls over my tight nipple as I arch into him. “That feels so
good.”
Instead of answering, he kisses his way over
to the left nipple and gives it the same treatment. My breasts
almost fit in his mouth, and his beard feels so good rubbing over
me as he licks, sucks, and—oh, God—bites. My pelvis has a mind of
its own, and starts moving against his very nice morning wood,
flannel pajama bottoms and boxer briefs be damned.
“Tão bela,” Joel says as he
looks down at my breasts, which are wet and red from his
attention. So beautiful.
I try to pull his mouth to mine, but he has
other ideas. He rains kisses over my ribs, making sure to give the
ones that were bruised some extra attention. While I love it, I
want his mouth on me. So I demand it.
“Me da um beij.”
“I am giving you kisses.”
“On my lips.”
“Heading there, querida,” he assures me,
smiling against my stomach before nibbling on my hip.
Okay, yeah. My mouth can wait a little
while. He sits back and looks at me as he pulls my pajama bottoms
and panties off. His erection is fighting against his briefs, and I
can’t wait to help him out with that. I lick my lips and see his
eyes widen and lips quirk up before he looks down and pets me.
There’s no other word for it as he lightly runs his fingers over
me, again and again.
“Que lindeza,” he whispers, almost
reverently as he looks down at where his fingers are teasing
me.
“You think my pussy is pretty?”
“Sim. All of you is pretty, Kitten.”
“Is that why you’re petting me?”
He slides a finger inside my folds, pressing
down on my clit as my hips fly up. “Better?” he asks, his hot
breath blowing against my entrance.
“Yes. Mais. Por favor.”
“Com prazer.” With pleasure.
His mouth descends on me, and his tongue is
inside of me. His finger is still pressing on my clit and I run my
fingers through his hair the way he likes. I’ve had men go down on
me before, but none have done it with the enjoyment Joel seems to
be getting from it. He’s smiling as he takes small sips on my clit
and moaning as he licks into me. I can barely control my hips as he
scrapes his teeth over me, and then without warning, I explode.
There’s no other word for it. I see flashes
of white behind my eyes, and I can feel pleasure all the way from
my head to my toes. Every nerve in my body has come alive and
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