Through My Window(Hidalgos #1)(41)

Ares spreads my legs to get between them and let me feel him all over me. His hand goes up under the long shirt I’m wearing, caressing the back of my thighs. His fingers curl around the waistband of the boxers and he pulls them down. He moves away from my lips for a moment so he can remove them completely.

I take the opportunity to look at his beautiful face in front of mine and caress it. He closes his eyes and I raise a little on my elbows to kiss his neck slowly. I hear him sigh. His skin is so soft and smells like fancy soap.

Ares stands up and my skin feels cold from the lack of contact. He takes my hand and pulls me until I am upright in front of him. His hands grab the hem of my shirt, and he pulls it off over my head. His eyes scan every part of me, making me blush and shiver with excitement.

Ares grabs my waist and kisses me again. Feeling his naked torso against my breasts makes me let out a small moan. He pushes me onto the bed until I fall on my back, and he climbs on top of me still kissing and touching me. His restless lips leave mine and move down my neck. His tongue, as nimble as ever, licks deliciously, sending streams of desire throughout my body.

Then he goes down to attack my breasts, leaving me breathless. This is too much, I close my eyes, biting my lips. To my surprise, Ares keeps going down my stomach, and that puts me on alert.

“Ares, what are you doing?” I ask as he spreads my legs, and I tense up.

He looks up at me. “Do you trust me?”

Tell him no! You don’t trust him, do you? Like a fool in love, I nod. “Yes.”

He smiles on my skin and keeps going down. I stare up at the ceiling nervously. The moment his tongue makes contact with the spot in the middle of my legs, I arch my back, with a loud moan leaving my lips.

“Oh God!” I clutch the sheets. New sensations invade me, drowning me in pleasure.

Nothing has ever felt so good, so perfect, especially because it’s with him. Ares is claiming all my first experiences, and I like that. It makes me feel like we have a unique connection. Ares gets more aggressive with his tongue, moving it up and down and then in circles until I feel like I can’t take any more. I cover my mouth with my hand to quiet my moans.

Ares stretches out his hand to grab my wrist and pull my hand away. “No, let me hear you moan. Only I can make you lose control like this.”

I shudder, and he continues his torture until I feel like my body is going to explode. “Ares!”

His voice is deep and sexy. “Yes, like that, moan for me, beautiful.”

The orgasm that sweeps me is unprecedented. I arch my back, my hands go to his hair to push him away from there, as everything becomes very sensitive. My legs tremble, my breathing is ragged and quick. Ares stands up in front of me, licking his lips, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

I can see him so clearly, his chest and defined abdomen. His eyes shining with desire. He pulls down his shorts along with his boxers, dropping them to the floor, and lets me stare at him completely naked in front of me. He is so perfect. I want to feel him, all of him.

He takes something off his nightstand, and I watch him put the condom on. I can’t wait to feel him inside me again.

He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed. His hand takes my chin. “Do you want me?” I nod. “Turn around.”

I obey, and he grabs my hips and lifts me up until I’m on my hands and knees. The anticipation almost kills me as he rubs himself against me but doesn’t penetrate me.

“Ares, please.”

“Please what?”

He has made me so naughty.

“Please, I want you inside me.”

I feel him grab me by my hair and a scream leaves my lips as he penetrates me all at once. It burns and hurts a little, but nothing like the first time. He doesn’t move, as if he’s waiting for me to get used to it.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

He begins to move slowly, and it still burns, but the friction begins to feel amazing.

A few minutes later, I no longer feel anything but pleasure. Ares lets go of my hair and grips my hips to thrust into me even deeper, faster. The sound of skin against skin echoes throughout the room, mixing with our moans. It isn’t long before we both collapse on the bed, side by side. Our quickened breathing makes our chests rise and fall rapidly. Ares reaches over to the nightstand and grabs the tequila bottle.

“Never have I ever made a girl come with oral sex.” And he takes a drink.

I can’t help but smile. “You are crazy, Ares Hidalgo.”

His eyes meet mine. “You’re driving me crazy, Witch.”

He wraps us in his sheets and caresses my cheek tenderly. Suddenly, sleepiness overwhelms me. I blink to try to stay awake, but I fall asleep, naked in the bed of the boy I stalked from the shadows until a few weeks ago.

Life really is unpredictable.





TWENTY-TWO


   The Awakening



- ARES -




The first thing I feel when I wake up is something warm next to me. The touch of skin against my arm takes me by surprise, and then I turn and see her.

Her eyes are closed, her long eyelashes rest on her cheekbones, and she is breathing slowly through her nose. She looks so delicate and fragile. A lump forms in my throat, making it difficult for me to breathe. I jump up from the bed, moving away from her, almost hyperventilating.