I Want (Enamorado Book 2) Page 16

  My family was up in the air on their way to California, just twelve hours from landing. The sound of my mother dropping her phone made me laugh. She got control of it quickly. “The girl next door that you’ve been dating?” she asked.

  “Yes. She is everything, Mamá. You’re going to love her so much—maybe almost as much as I do. In my wildest dreams, I never thought I would be this lucky.”

  “The curse is broken?” she teased, referring to the way my family called me Seinfeld.

  “Completely obliterated,” I laughed. “Apparently the gods were just messing with me until I could make my way to the perfect girl.”

  “I can’t wait to meet her!” Mamá exclaimed with excitement.

  “Tomorrow afternoon,” I answered. “I’ll bring her over to meet the entire family as soon as I get off work. Hopefully, everyone will be awake by then. I know you’ll all be exhausted since you aren’t even landing until four in the morning.”

  She made a dismissive sound. “We are well used to the jet lag, Jandro. You bring that girl to meet us the second you get back from work. I can’t wait to meet her.”

  I couldn’t wait to introduce her to everyone.

  Once again I spent the night at Kaya’s, climbing out of bed with a satisfied smile as she curled up in the blanket and watched me dress. Her skin was still flush with color from our lovemaking, her eyes sparkling when I winked at her.

  “Don’t look at me like that,” I teased.

  “Like what?” she laughed.

  “Like you want more. This is my last day of work for the next week, which means I have no choice but to go. If you keep looking at me the way you are I’ll blow the whole thing off.”

  She giggled as she sat up and pushed her hair back from her face. I growled when the comforter dropped and exposed her breasts to my hungry gaze. “Belleza,” I groaned.

  She yanked the comforter back up and shook her head. “I didn’t do that on purpose,” she said. “Stop staring at me like I’m your next meal and you won’t see things that turn you on.”

  I barked out a laugh as I pulled my shirt on over my head. “Even if I can’t see you, I know you’re there, and I want you. I can’t help it.”

  “The sooner you go to work, the sooner you can have me again,” she pointed out.

  I laughed as I leaned over the bed and kissed her again. “Good point. I’m headed out now, but I’ll be back sometime after lunch. You’ll have Elvis all to yourself today—Rafael is going to the office for the day to meet with his team so that he too can be off for the next week.”

  “Aw,” she laughed, “As happy as I am that I’ll have the big boy all to myself I’m sure he’ll miss his non-feathered bro.”

  Unable to resist I leaned in for another kiss. When I pulled away, she was breathless, and I was hard. “Okay, okay,” I laughed as I took a step back. “I’m going home to shower and change before I tear my clothes off and crawl back into bed with you. I’ll be home between noon and one.”

  She smiled as she tucked her head and looked up at me from beneath her lashes. “Have a good day, dear.”

  “How can I not when I know I’m coming home to you?”

  “If you keep talking like that, in about four seconds I’m not going to let you leave,” she joked.

  I smiled and stepped back closer to the bed before I leaned down, dropped a kiss on her head and then stood up. “I love you, Belleza.”

  “I love you too,” she answered.

  I knew I’d never, ever tire of hearing those words.

  I grinned when I saw my mother's cell phone number pop up on the caller ID of my cell phone.

  “Mamá,” I said warmly, “you’re awake. I’m leaving the office in about five minutes. Are you ready to meet my girl?”

  “We need to talk, Alejandro.”

  I frowned at the serious tone in her voice. “What’s wrong, Mamá?”

  Her sigh was heavy. “After what happened with Francesca I promised myself that I would never stay silent if I knew one of my boys was making a bad decision. It kills me to do this, Jandro, but I have to. This girl is not worthy of you.”

  It was like all of the air had been sucked out of my body. I sagged back in my office chair in absolute disbelief.

  “You’re kidding, right? She couldn’t be more perfect for me if God himself designed her from a wish list I wrote. I love her, Mamá. She is everything to me. You haven’t even met her yet!”

  When she sniffled several times in a row, I knew she was crying or trying not to cry. “You are wrong—she’s in the family room right now. She sauntered in here like she owns the place and started asking the most ridiculous questions I’ve ever been subjected to. How can you love her? She is awful, Alejandro—absolute trash. She makes Francesca look like a semi-decent human being.”

  My eyes bulged in disbelief as I sat up ramrod straight. “Are you fucking serious right now?” I roared.

  “Watch your mouth!”

  “No, Mamá. I will not take this. You’re talking about the woman I worship like she is some kind of sickness. I’m horrified. She is the sweetest person on earth. Dealing with Rafe and Francesca may have warped your view of anyone who isn’t Avelina, but that’s not going to stop me. I love her, Mamá, more than anyone or anything in the world. She is my soulmate, and some day in the not too distant future I’m going to marry her.”

  “She has put a spell on your brain, Alejandro. It isn’t just me who dislikes her. Your father is about four seconds from throwing her out the damn door and Mateo looks like he might snap her neck the next time she says something snide to Ava. This girl is the definition of rudeness. I cannot believe that my son is in love with someone so crass. She asked your father if what she’s heard about our net worth is true and then she demanded that I contact designers for her wedding gown, which, for the record, sounds like the ugliest thing—”

  My heart nearly exploded in my chest as the realization of what was happening hit me like a freight train. “Mamá! That is not Kaya. Press one of the security buttons now.”

  She gasped. “I—what?”

  “Is she a teeny tiny blonde with the face of a fucking angel and the sweetest disposition of all time, or is she a very tall woman with black hair, fake tits and the aura of one of Satan’s minions?

  “Black hair,” my mother whispered.

  “Her name is Letty, and she is nuts,” I barked as I grabbed my key fob and ran out of the office at high speed. “Press the button now. Once security has her, call the police. I am on my way home.”

  I peeled out of the parking garage at high speed, anger flowing through my veins like lava. I’d asked the designer who had set me up with her several times if he’d been the one to give her my cell phone number after I changed it. I’d believed him when he denied it, but with her having knowledge about where my family’s vacation house was, I wasn’t going to give him the benefit of the doubt again. I put in a quick call to my lawyer and instructed him to draw up papers to terminate the designer's employment with strict instructions that he was to tell him that if the psycho had any more information on me that came from him, there would be hell to pay.

  After I finished that call, I hit Kaya’s name on my phone. I frowned when I could tell it was sent straight to voice mail. Figuring she was busy with Elvis, I waited five minutes and called back. Once again, she sent me to voice mail. I called six more times and was sent to voice mail each time, the pit in my stomach growing ever larger every time it happened. On the seventh call, she picked up the phone.

  “How dare you call me, y-you lying s-sack of shit?” she sobbed, her voice shaking with anger. “I-I h-hate y-y-you s-so much. Don’t ever c-call me again!

  As bad as things were before that, her call hurtled me into a panic, unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I called five more times, and she sent me to voice mail every single one of them. I floored it down the freeway, the Range Rovers engine humming as I put it through its paces in order to get home faster.

&nbs
p; When I finally dropped down onto Pacific Coast Highway about five miles from home, I got a call from my mother. I cringed because I could hear Letty screaming obscenities in the background.

  “The police are here, and they wanted to wait for your statement, but this girl is completely off her rocker. She just attacked one of the officers, so now they’ve got her in handcuffs. They’re taking her down to the station and filing charges of their own—they wanted me to tell you to head there as soon as possible.”

  I shook my head. “Tell them I’m stuck at work but will be there in about two hours. Somehow Letty talked to Kaya, and things are bad. I don’t know what she told her; I just know that I have to take care of that first. I can’t lose her, Mamá. I would not survive it.”

  “This just goes from bad to worse,” my mother sighed. “Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I will do as you’ve said. You take care of things with your girl and then bring her here so that we can meet the actual love of your life.”

  22

  Alejandro

  I woke up in the middle of the night from an incredible dream only to realize it was a reality. When I opened my eyes and looked down, Kaya was between my legs taking as much of my cock in her mouth as she could, her fist wrapped around the lower portion moving in tandem with her up and down motion. The crescent window about the patio door had her bathed in moonlight, and the way she looked as she worked me over was something I knew I would never forget.

  “Belleza,” I groaned, “fuck.”

  She popped off and smiled when she looked up at me. “I’ve never done this before, and I would’ve been anxious to start if you were awake. By doing it this way I was able to set the pace and figure out what worked.”

  “You sure did,” I said hoarsely. “I don’t think I’ve ever—”

  The words I’d been about to speak got lost when she took me back into her mouth, enveloping me in her hot mouth. The feeling of her tongue against my cock was so good that I could barely think, much less speak, coherently.

  My hands went to her head of their own accord, fisting in the silken strands of her hair as she bobbed up and down. I thought it couldn’t get any better, but then she began moving faster and taking more of me, enough that with each downward motion I felt the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat.

  “Fuck, Kaya,” I groaned.

  If there’s a more erotic sound in the world than that of the girl you love sucking on your cock, I don’t know what it is. She was so serious about it, so committed to driving me crazy that I could barely fucking breathe because the pleasure was almost too damn much.

  “Mm,” she moaned as she took me out of her mouth and began jerking my dick in deliberate strokes. Sweat broke out across my brow as she began working her tongue at the super-sensitive tip.

  “Belleza,” I groaned. “Oh fuck, baby. I’m going to come.”

  Instead of continuing to jerk and lick, she took me back into her mouth. I yelled out as I came, the knowledge that she was swallowing making my orgasm that much better.

  She kept at it until I had nothing left to give her, but my cock didn’t soften very much. Taking my hands out of her hair, I traced my thumb over her forehead. “Come up here,” I ordered.

  She grinned as she sat up and started crawling her way up the bed towards me. When she was right over me, I cupped the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. My hands roamed her body desperately as the kiss went on and on. I stopped at her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she ground against me, her little whimpers like music to my ears. She whimpered as she pulled her lips from mine and gasped, the sensations too much for her.

  “Sit up straight and show me how you touch that pretty little clit.”

  She bit her lip nervously as she looked down at me. “I don’t know if I can,” she murmured.

  “I want to watch, Belleza. Do it for me.”

  Kaya swallowed thickly and then nodded. “Okay,” she said as she placed her right hand between her breasts and started slowly gliding it down her body. By the time she arrived at her pussy, I was rock hard again.

  She was tentative about it at first— trailing her middle finger ever so gently between the puffy folds of her perfect little pussy, applying little to no pressure as she did.

  “Is that how you touched yourself when you were in this bed thinking of me?” I asked.

  She bit her lip and looked away before she took a deep breath shook her head. “No.”

  “That’s what I want to see, Belleza. Show me how you played with your clit and drove yourself crazy while you imagined what it would be like to take my dick.”

  I could tell by the way she shivered that she enjoyed dirty talk. Her movements grew more confident as she began rocking back and forth, rubbing her clit and moaning as she got wetter. I set my hands on either side of her waist, holding onto her as she rubbed her clit.

  “Does it feel good, Kaya?”

  “Mm hmm,” she groaned as her finger moved faster.

  “It looks so amazing,” I said hoarsely. “The better you make that little pussy feel, the wetter your fingers are getting. Is this how wet you got when you were up here fucking yourself pretending it was me?”

  She gasped. “N-no, I-I’m wetter now.”

  “Because you know I’m watching you,” I murmured.

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  “Do you want me to fuck you?” I growled.

  Her entire body jerked as she nodded. “Yes. Yes!”

  “Then take it, Belleza. Raise your knees, grip my dick, and slide down on it.”

  The wet heat of her against my cock as she did just that was almost my undoing. She sank down slowly, her little cunt struggling to take all of me. I clenched my jaw and counted to fifty as she worked her way down, bit by bit. I couldn’t stop watching the way more and more of me was sliding inside of her, even though the fucking visual was making me dizzy. It felt so fucking good I worried that I was about ten seconds away from coming. When her ass touched down on my thighs because she’d taken everything there was to me, we both cried out. She looked between her legs and then back at me with an expression of wonder, and that was the moment I couldn’t hold it in for another instant.

  “Kaya,” I murmured, “look at me.”

  She looked up dazedly and said, “hi.”

  “I have to tell you something.”

  She bit her lip and nodded as she clenched around me, moving her hips a little as she did.

  I bit back a groan and stilled her movements by putting my hands back at her waist.

  “Te amo.”

  Her eyes widened and her lips opened in surprise. “Is that—did you just tell me that you love me?”

  “Sí, mi amor. I love you, Kaya.”

  She fell forward on my chest, wrapping her arms around me as a little sob broke lose from her throat. “I love you, too,” she whispered against my lips.

  The kiss we shared to seal after we exchanged words of love for the first time was one I knew I would remember for the rest of my life. My heart beat twice as hard in my chest as we kissed until both of us were breathless. When she tore her lips from mine and sat back up, I let out a hoarse groan.

  “It’s… wow. So deep like this,” she whimpered as she clenched around me.

  “Don’t say deep,” I growled. “I’m so fucking close, Belleza. You’re too beautiful like this and knowing that you love me too—I’m quickly losing control.”

  Her breathy sound of happiness caused my cock to jerk inside of her. Her eyes widened as she looked down at me in surprise. “Ride it,” I ordered.

  I needed to focus on something else, so I took my hands off her hips and began playing with her tits, pinching and rolling the nipples between my thumbs as Kaya started rolling her hips. She alternated between rocking back and forth and gliding up and down on my cock as I enjoyed the way her tits jiggled in my hands when her movements grew faster and more frantic.

  “Oh, Alejandro,” she cried as she clenched around me, her tigh
t pussy strangling the fucking life out of my cock.

  I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. Luckily I could tell that she wasn’t, either. Dropping my hands from her breasts, I placed my left hand just above her pubic bone and held it in place as I rubbed her clit with my thumb.

  “Jesus!” She cried as she moved faster. “That’s… I’m—”

  She didn’t finish the sentence because she couldn’t, but it wasn’t like she had to. The way her cunt milked my cock told me everything I needed to know. My angel was coming, which meant I could, too. I came with a loud roar as her orgasm rolled through her at the same time.

  When it was over, we were both shaking and out of breath, completely done in by our middle of the night lovemaking. After using the bathroom, we cuddled up together, her with her head over my heart.

  “I love you,” I murmured.

  “I love you, too,” she whispered back.

  I fell asleep with a shit-eating grin on my face, happier than I’d ever been in my life.

  23

  Kaya

  I hummed a happy tune to myself as I placed the two triple lemon cakes I’d spent the morning working on into the fridge to cool. I’d be taking them along when Alejandro took me to meet his family later once he got home from work.

  After cleaning up the mess I’d made in the kitchen, I went outside to play with Elvis. I frowned as I searched the yard for him and realized he wasn’t there. Since Alejandro had told me that Rafe was going into work that day I panicked thinking Elvis was probably over there looking for him. I knew the Cruz family had arrived in the wee hours of the morning and I didn’t want their first impression of me to be unfavorable because of the crazy peacock who was obsessed with their son. They had to be exhausted, and if he woke them up, they’d likely be highly annoyed.

  My nerves ratcheted up as ran upstairs to change out of my plain baking clothes into a simple summer dress. When I got back downstairs I pulled on a pair of white Keds, checked for Elvis again in the yard and, not finding him; I set out for Alejandro’s. I’d just started to punch in the code to open the gate when a car pulled up behind me and honked the horn. I cringed when I looked back over my shoulder and saw a white stretch limousine waiting to enter the property. Great, I thought, now I’m holding up his family.