A Night of Love & Secrets
After our long journey and a much-needed rest, Pedro and I decide to take a shower together. The warm water cascades over our bodies as we touch, tease, and steal kisses between the steam and soft laughter. It's intimate, sensual, but unhurried. Just us, lost in the moment.
Once we're fresh and dressed in our robes, we step onto the balcony, settling into the cool night air with a spread of light snacks. The waves crash gently in the distance, creating the perfect background melody to our conversation.
I lean back in my chair, watching Pedro as he sips his drink, his gaze lost in thought. I take the opportunity to ask about his family business. I know he's not just a student—he's also a businessman. From what he's told me, his family is well off, but there's something he's holding back. I can sense it. Still, I don't push. He'll tell me when he's ready.
Pedro suddenly takes my hand. "Come here."
I get up, and he pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling him as I face him. His hands rest firmly on my waist, his grip warm and possessive.
"I love you so much, you know that, right?" he murmurs, looking into my eyes.
I smile softly. "Yes, I know."
He exhales, rubbing gentle circles on my back. "There are things you might hear about me… things I might have to do. But I need you to always remember this—I love you, and I would never hurt you. I'm a man who wants a good family, a stable future. That's why I work hard in everything I do."
A strange feeling settles in my chest. "Babe, where is this coming from? You're scaring me," I say, my voice laced with concern.
He shakes his head. "Nothing to be scared of, my love. I just need you to promise me one thing—always hear my side of the story before making any judgments. If misunderstandings happen, let's talk before we let anything come between us. I'll do the same for you."
I study his face, his expression unreadable yet so intense. Whatever he's talking about, it's serious. But I don't want to think about anything heavy right now.
I cup his face and kiss him softly. "I promise. But can we stop talking about this? I don't like this topic," I say with a teasing smile before peppering kisses all over his face.
Pedro chuckles, his grip on my waist tightening. "Okay, my baby."
Then, before I can process, his lips crash onto mine, stealing my breath away. His kiss is deep, hungry, and electrifying, sending heat rushing through me. My hands move instinctively into his hair as his fingers trail down my spine, pulling me closer.
The night is dark, our suite's lights off, ensuring no one can see us. But before I know it, Pedro lifts me effortlessly in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me inside, sliding the balcony door shut behind him.
He lays me on the bed, and we slowly help each other out of our robes.
I'm left in my red lace lingerie, and the way he looks at me—his lips slightly parted, his gaze dark with desire—sends shivers down my spine.
"Damn," he murmurs, licking his lower lip.
I bite my own lip, my body already burning for him. But tonight, I want to do something different.
I push him back slightly, then sink to my knees before him. Holding his hardness in my hands, I stroke him gently, feeling him throb beneath my touch. The deep groan that escapes his lips sends a rush of excitement through me.
Slowly, I take him into my mouth, savoring the way he twitches as I swirl my tongue around his tip. His hand finds my hair, gripping it as I take him deeper, hollowing my cheeks, my pace quickening. His moans fill the air, his breaths becoming ragged.
"Shit, baby…" he groans, his muscles tensing.
I keep going, working him until his release spills into my mouth, his body trembling from pleasure. He collapses onto the bed, breathing heavily.
I slip into the bathroom to freshen up, and when I return, Pedro is still lying there with a lazy, satisfied smile on his face. He pulls me into his arms, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
"That was amazing, babe."
I giggle, nuzzling into his chest. Wrapped in his embrace, I drift off into the most peaceful sleep.
Morning Desire
I wake up to soft kisses trailing down my thighs, a warm sensation blooming between my legs. My body tenses as pleasure washes over me, my eyes fluttering open to see Pedro between my legs, his tongue working magic on my most sensitive spot.
A soft moan escapes my lips. "Oh my God, Pedro…"
He hums against me, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure straight through my core. His tongue flicks over my clit, his fingers sliding deep inside me, curling just right. My hips arch off the bed as I clutch the sheets, completely at his mercy.
The pressure builds inside me, and I know I won't last much longer. My legs begin to tremble, my breath hitching.
Pedro lifts his head slightly, his dark eyes locked onto mine. "Cum for me, baby. Let it all out."
And just like that, a wave of ecstasy crashes over me, my release leaving me breathless and shaking beneath him.
Before I can even recover, I feel him position himself between my legs. In one smooth thrust, he fills me, stretching me perfectly. A gasp escapes me as he moves—slow and deep, hitting every spot just right.
"Pedro…" I moan, my nails digging into his back.
His pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more intense. I wrap my legs around his waist, locking him in as pleasure takes over. My body tightens around him, pulling him deeper.
"Damn, baby, you feel so good," he groans, his breath hot against my neck.
The sensation is overwhelming, building into something explosive. With three more deep thrusts, we both fall over the edge together, waves of pleasure crashing through us as he releases inside me.
Breathing heavily, he collapses on top of me, his weight comforting as I run my fingers through his damp hair.
"You're incredible," he whispers against my skin.
I smile, kissing his shoulder. "You bring out the best in me."
After a few moments of blissful silence, he slowly pulls away, pressing a final kiss to my lips before pulling me out of bed.
"Come on, beautiful. Let's take a shower before we miss breakfast."
A New Day Begins
After our hot shower, we head downstairs to the restaurant, hand in hand. The ocean breeze is refreshing, and the scent of fresh coffee and baked pastries fills the air.
As we settle into our table, I steal a glance at Pedro, my heart swelling with happiness.
This trip is already turning into something unforgettable.