Page 4 of Love in Beauty

“I love it. The long hours on my feet suck but being able to talk with friends, tourists, and members of the community is something I enjoy. It’s not all gossip like the movies makes it out to be, but we have fun. It’s a chance for everyone to catch up. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to make it to the wedding. There was some drama with my mom and the new man she’s dating.” Carmen rolls her eyes as she eats. “My parents were childhood sweethearts. Once they were eighteen, they moved from Brazil to Cupid’s Cove. My dad thought it was fate since he was obsessed with Cupid growing up. He always blamed my mom for it. When she lost him, she lost a part of herself too. I don’t care if she dates, but the weight of the salon, working all the time, and never exploring my own life is too much.”

“I can understand that. Once I graduated from college with my business degree, my parents signed over the company to me and bolted. It was up to me to make sure Stephanie had everything she could ever ask for and never want for anything. I got lost for a couple of years.” I sigh. “My soul focus has been on the company. I get the working full time above and beyond what is normal for some people. It gets…” I stop talking, staring at her.

“Lonely,” Carmen finishes my sentence. I nod. She understands the pressure and feels like I do.

“What do you want?” My voice is low and husky.

“Have fun and let the responsibility of back home out of my mind for a few days.”

“Even if it’s with your best friend’s brother?” I never try to ask a question I don’t know the answer to, but I can’t help it. I need to be with her.

“Would Stephanie object to us being together?” I shrug. “I don’t see the problem of two consenting adults enjoying each other. We won’t flaunt anything in front of her.”

“I agree with you. I will not lie that I want you right now. I need you in my bed this minute.”

“What are we waiting for?” She winks at me. I wave the waitress over for the check. She can’t help but laugh.

We barely make it in the front door of my three-bedroom penthouse when I push her up against the front door, capturing her mouth. Cupping her ass, I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist.

“Bedroom or couch now. I don’t really give a fuck.” Carmen’s breaks from our kiss. “Please, just fuck me now.”

“Your demand is my command.” She giggles, since the saying is “your wish is my command.” I walk her to my couch, as I don’t think I can make it up the stairs to my room. We quickly dispose of our clothes in a pile. I capture her lips again as my fingers grasp her breasts, which fit perfectly in my hands, and rubbing her hard nipples with my fingertips. She moans in my mouth.

“This first time is going to be quick because we don’t have time for me to explore this body of yours properly since we’re strapped for time. I want you to sleep in my bed tonight. Stephanie isn’t staying tonight.” She nods with a smile on her face. Carmen brings a hand up to my beard.

“Promise me I get to feel this beard between my thighs because ever since you picked me up from the airport, I’ve been dying to know what it feels like.” With a groan, I capture her mouth before bending her over my leather sofa.

chapterfive

Carmen

I don’t doone-night stands or hop into bed with the first guy I see unless I’m completely drunk and in college, which I’m not anymore. I did a lot of sowing my wild oats, as my mãe likes to call it. This thing with Sebastian doesn’t feel like a one-night stand, but I don’t know. If it’s for the weekend, then I’m going to enjoy the hell out of it and go back to Cupid’s Cove one fortunate lady.

Sebastian runs his fingers down my spine like he’s playing a piano. Shivering, I arch my back toward him, and he leaves kisses on my shoulder blades.

“Oh, the things I can’t wait to do to your body tonight.”

“Give me a preview of how good your cock fits my pussy. She’s waiting and dripping for you. It was torture sitting next to you in the Jeep, then in the restaurant and not being able to touch you. I need you.”

“The sweet, innocent doe-eyed girl from the airport isn’t so innocent after all, is she? How bad does she want my hard fucking cock in her pussy?” He slowly pushes a finger in to see how wet I am. “Damn, you’re soaking wet for me, aren’t you, princess?”

“God yes.” I moan as he adds a second finger. “Please.”

“Please what, princess?” Sebastian is close to my ear, and I feel his breath on my face.

“Please fuck me hard and deep.” I turn my head to kiss him and moan into my mouth as a third finger slides in. He expertly moves them in and out of me. I feel my body close to coming and my pussy walls tighten on his fingers, then I whimper as he removes his fingers.

“You’re coming on my cock, not my fingers for the first time. Plenty of time for that later.” I nod as I hear the familiar sound of a condom wrapper. A few seconds later, the head of his cock is pressing at my pussy. I wiggle my ass, pushing back, and he takes the hint. He slides into me. His cock fills me up and I can’t do anything but moan in pure pleasure of the feeling of pure bliss. Sebastian moves in and out of me, slowly at first, as if he’s waiting for my body to stretch to his size. Then the pounding begins. He’s fast, hard, and pushes me down onto the couch so my ass is up higher, and he can go even deeper.

“Oh, God yes. Like that. Harder,” I breathe out in husky tones. He moves his hand to my clit, adding pressure to it before stroking his finger on it. The added sensation of his finger and cock has my core tightening and I’m screaming out his name as a wave sends a shock through my body. Arching my back to feel his broad chest, my breathing becomes heavy as my orgasm flows through me. Sebastian keeps moving in and out of me as he peppers kisses on my shoulder and the back of my neck.

“One more for me?” he whispers, and I shake my head. “I think the princess has one more for me.” His finger moves faster on my clit and as the buildup of another orgasm starts, his breathing matches mine. I move my hands to grasp onto his tight thighs. They flex with each pump inside me. My pussy walls constrict around his cock, and his swearing lets me know he’s close too. If that doesn’t do it for me, knowing that this GQ model looking man is turned on by me makes me feel like a sex goddess right now.

“Let go,” I tell him. “I’m so close. I want to come with you.” He kisses me deep as he slows his pace with me. He pushes me back down on the couch for the deeper thrusts. The slow, deep thrust hits me right in my core each time and I feel myself close and I can’t hold back anymore. I scream out his name as I milk his cock with my pussy walls. He lets out a husky groan of my name as I feel his cock twitch inside me. After a few seconds, we’re both a sweaty mess collapsed on the back of the catch, trying to catch our breath.

“You good?” he whispers.

“I don’t think I can move. I’ve never been fucked so good.” I giggle.

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