Rushed(107)

"Be guided by your conscience and your honor," Luisa whispered in my ear. I looked up and saw her looking at me with an emotion in her eyes that I wanted more than anything else. "Come, let's get you to bed. You've had a long day."

My aunt looked at up approvingly as I got my crutches under my armpits. Instead of heading to the stairs, however, Luisa led me to the end of the hallway, turning right and toward the room she'd been staying in. I followed her inside, where she closed the door behind me. Going to the bed, she climbed on, patting the mattress next to her.

I was nervous sitting down, and we looked at each other in the soft room lights. "Luisa, I wanted to shoot him for what he did to you," I whispered, reaching up and stroking her face. “I almost did it.”

"You did the right thing," she said softly, taking my fingers and kissing them. "You returned an eye for an eye plus some. I’m proud of how you handled it.”

Getting to her knees, she reached for the first button on her blouse, undoing them one by one until she was able to shrug it off, leaving her in just a bra. "I know. For days now, I've known. I know how you feel, and I know how I feel. We won't say it, maybe because we're both too scared, or maybe because it’s just too soon to know for sure. It doesn't matter, does it? Because we know that in two days, you're going to the doctor, he's going to say that your leg is coming along fine, and that you're to start putting it on the ground again while you crutch around. And I'm going to have to go back to Brazil, back to my father and my family. Our honor gets in the way, even when it helps us."

I nodded, unable to form words as I fought to keep tears from forming in my eyes again, and I watched as Luisa got off the bed. "It's not fair. It's not fair, and I hate this part of our lives. But I'm going to do the right thing, even if it's only for the next few days, or even if it's just for tonight. I want you, Tomasso Bertoli. I want you as a woman wants a man, and not with the anger of last time."

"I want you too," I rasped, my throat going dry as Luisa slid her slacks off. In just her lingerie, she walked to me, taking me by the hand and helping me stand up. "For as long as I can have you.”

"Then kiss me," she whispered, leaning in. Her lips were warm, and the feeling of her skin under my hands was like God himself had granted me an angel for just that night. Her tongue traced my lips, and I met it with my own, our kiss deepening until we were joined, sharing one breath.

Breaking apart, she crinkled her nose cutely at my clothes. "We're getting this hobo suit off you. Come, lay down. Let me serve you."

I sat down but took her hands. "You're too precious to be subservient to any man, including me."

Luisa smiled and stroked my face with her hand before reaching down and helping me off with my hooded shirt. Reaching for the belt of my filthy pants, she kissed my chin and shook her head. "You're right, no man will command me. But I choose you."

She tugged, and my dirty pants fell, leaving me in some track pants that I'd worn underneath and my brace. She helped me into her bed, then slowly undid the straps on my brace, taking it off and laying my lower leg on the bed cover.

Luisa smiled and reached behind her back, finding the catch on her bra and undoing it, shrugging off the lacy cups. I was stunned at the vision before me, the large, perfect half-globes standing proud on her chest as she stood before me, her hands clasped behind my back. The twin perfect orbs were capped with crinkled tanned nipples. She smiled at me devilishly, waiting for a response.

"I've never seen anything more perfect in all my life," I whispered.

“My American man can be so romantic," Luisa replied, reaching down and pushing her panties down. "And I haven't even shown him everything."

I chuckled and lay back as she came back to the bed, her body swaying hypnotically from side to side, her hair swaying in a perfect counterpoint to her walk. Reaching the bed, she stopped, grabbing the waistband of my pants, which were already tented and painfully full.

“Now this is what I want tonight," she said, cupping my cock through my pants.

Slipping her hand inside my pants, she found my cock and wrapped her fingers around it, smiling as I pushed my pants down and freed myself from the nylon confines. "I can't let you do everything," I joked as I lifted my hips up slightly to push them down further. "I'm not a lazy slob."

Luisa nodded and licked her lips. "Let me show you what I can do."

Leaning down, her pink tongue came out as she licked around the head of my cock, tracing the underside with the tip of her tongue before tracing back up and swirling. My eyes rolled back in pleasure as she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head, sucking me in slowly. She bobbed up and down, tasting me and sending electric tingles through my body. My cock was trembling, full and heavy, ready to come, and she'd barely begun. "Luisa . . .”

"Shh. No talking tonight. Lay back. Let me take care of you."

I looked into her eyes and nodded, lying back against the pillow as she sucked and licked my cock, her hand massaging my balls the whole time. I was in heaven, and I only had one more wish. "Luisa?"

"Yes?"

"Bring yourself up here with me," I said, reaching out and caressing her hip.

Her smile was worth the temporary pause in my pleasure as she climbed up, carefully swinging her long leg over my head and lowering her perfectly smooth * lips toward my face. I wrapped my arms around her hips and raised my head, tracing the silky lips with my tongue even as she found my cock again.