Through My Window (Hidalgos #1)(116)
I know she likes it when I talk to her like this. It turns her on, and I’m crazy about her reaction to my words. I kiss her again, using my tongue inside her mouth to let her know how much I want her. A single plea from her will be enough for me to bury myself in her and end this torture. When we separate to breathe, she removes my hand from her wetness and with wide eyes says it.
“Please fuck me, Ares.” Her words send a current of desire coursing down my body to my manhood.
“Say it again,” I demand. She puts her hands around my neck and whispers in my ear.
“Please fuck me hard, Ares.”
She doesn’t have to ask again. I grab her waist and pull her to me, her legs around my hips. I thrust into her with a single move, and a choked cry leaves her lips. She’s so hot and wet that the sensation leaves me motionless for a moment.
I recover and attack her neck, beginning to move quickly in and out of her. Raquel leans back, supporting herself with her arms behind her.
“Oh God, yes, Ares, I love it, more, please.”
I hold on to her hips to speed up the rhythm. I can see everything and that turns me on. I’m a visual man, so I love positions where I can see everything.
Raquel moans uncontrollably.
“That’s the way you like it, huh? Hard?” She keeps moaning. “You’re mine, Raquel,” I tell her, “and I’m fucking yours.”
“Yes!” She grabs my neck again, and her hands move down my back until I feel her nails digging into my skin. “Faster!” she pleads, and I growl with desire, obeying.
Nibbling on her neck, I keep moving, feeling her completely. I bury myself and lose myself in her. I squeeze her hips so hard that she winces, though I know she loves to make me lose control.
My rhythm grows relentless and fast, and I can feel her getting even wetter. Her orgasm is getting closer and that only brings me closer to mine. Her moans become even louder. Her words bolder and more sexual, and that’s all I need to come inside her, with her. Our orgasms rage, leaving us breathless and in absolute pleasure.
I rest my forehead on hers. Her eyes are closed.
“Raquel.” She opens her eyes and looks at me and then it happens, that big difference, that connection that burns between the two of us. “I love you so much.” The words leave my mouth, she always makes me so cheesy.
“I love you, too, Greek God,” she says breathlessly.
We get dressed and walk out into the lonely hallway back to the gym, where prom is still in full swing. Raquel walks awkwardly and uncomfortably, and a smirk dances on my lips. She notices and furrows her brows.
“Enjoy it, you idiot.”
I play innocent. “What’s wrong? Can’t you walk?”
“Don’t start,” she threatens, giving me a light punch on the arm. I grab her hand.
“You deserved it for provoking me,” I say. She snorts. Running my thumb across her cheek, I reach up and kiss her softly, enjoying every little brush of our lips. When I pull away, I kiss her nose.
“Come on, Witch, time to get back to the dance, and let everyone know that your boyfriend just gave you the fuck of your life.” I wink at her, and she taps me on the shoulder.
“You’re still an idiot, Greek God.”
“An idiot you beg to fuck you.”
“Shut up!”
Smiling, we enter the gym.
- RAQUEL -
Ouch.
It hurts to walk. I never believed it when guys said, “I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk properly,” but now, thanks to Ares, I know the truth. He’s walking around with an arrogant expression.
I give him a killer look, to which he responds with a wink as he continues talking to Joshua. Ares and Joshua have been getting along great lately, and I’m happy about it. There’s nothing better than your boyfriend and your best friend getting along.
Dani, on the other hand, is giving me a look that I know all too well.
“What?”
“You got fucked hard, didn’t you?” she asks.
“Dani!” I protest, averting my gaze. She raises her glass and clinks it with mine.
“Cheers, you bitch. I love it.”
Anyone would be offended, but Dani means it affectionately. I know, it’s weird, but what can I say? My best friend is weird.
Ares approaches us.
“We’ll go to the after-party at my house, right?” He asks us.
“Yes.” Dani nods. “Dean sent me a text, apparently they’re already there.”
We all leave the dance and head to Ares’s car. It’s barely nine o’clock. I can’t believe so much has happened in such a short time.
As soon as I walk into Ares’s house, I hear someone call my name.
“Raquel!” Gregory shouts, stretching out his arms, and I hug him tightly. “Congratulations!”
I like Gregory a lot, and I get along really well with him, way better than with Marco. Marco is so . . . I don’t know how to explain it. His personality is very closed, so similar to Ares when I met him, and maybe that’s why they’re best friends.
“Enough,” Ari says, pushing Gregory away from me.
Gregory looks around. “Okay, Mr. Boring.”
I glance around the beautifully decorated room. There are a few people already there, including some guys from Ares’s school. There are also a few adults, and I guess that they’re the parents of his friends. My eyes spot Claudia in a very nice black dress with two other girls dressed like her, and then I notice them passing champagne and snacks around. Oh, they’re servers.