Page 37 of Until You Came Along
“I love what I see; it has me dazzled. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
He stood in front of me and looked at me with devotion. Then he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me long and sweetly.
“I don’t think you have any idea how much I want you,” he stated. “Since I saw you at that dance where you ruined my shirt, I’ve only thought about having you like this. You keep me aroused all day. I want to kiss your entire body; I won’t leave an inch untasted,” he affirmed, as he began kissing my neck.
We both moaned, and I felt him caress my back and press it to push me against him. I felt his arousal against my abdomen and moaned again. Hermes led me to the bed and gently pushed me to lie down on it.
“Let me admire you. You’re a goddess,” he said, with labored breathing, as he began to lean over me.
For a moment he remained still, suspended above me and looking at me with pure pleasure and another emotion I couldn’t decipher. I was also watching him with desire and need.
“You have me under your spell, darling,” he whispered.
In those moments, he wasn’t the man I knew; this man was passionate, affectionate, and even sweet. I knew it was due to the passion of the moment, but imagining him always like this made me wish to be more than just lovers.
No, Delfina! Don’t even dream about it, I reproached myself.
He removed my underwear and began to kiss the inside of my thigh slowly in an imaginary path of kisses, until he reached my intimate parts and stopped there.
“Hermes, please...” I whispered between moans.
Hermes’s gasps and groans competed with mine. In the silence of the night, we created a sensual chorus. He took a condom from the nightstand and quickly put it on. Then, he slowly moved up my body until he positioned himself between my legs and, without breaking eye contact, penetrated me. We both cried out in pleasure and looked at each other, dazed. After a few seconds, he began to move slowly while I matched his thrusts. Not once did he stop looking at me, his gaze filled with pleasure and amazement. His rhythm became faster untilwe both exploded in an overwhelming orgasm. We screamed with pleasure when the orgasm hit like lightning, leaving us breathless. He collapsed onto my body, resting his forehead against mine. Both of us had our eyes closed, feeling our accelerated breathing and the frantic beating of our hearts. After a few minutes, he raised his face and looked at me seriously.
“You were right,” he said, caressing my face with his fingers.
“I’m always right,” I joked, and he smiled. “But what exactly are you referring to?”
“That I don’t want to share you with anyone. It would kill me to know that another man is enjoying you like I just did. You’re mine now, I don’t even want anyone looking at you,” he said possessively.
“Keep in mind, Mr. Darwich, that I haven’t decided about your proposal yet, and also consider that jealousy works both ways.”
“I didn’t say I was jealous,” he clarified.
“But you are.”
“I’m not.”
“I think you are,” I insisted, smiling.
“And I assure you I’m not. Those emotions are irrelevant to me. I’m simply very possessive and I don’t share what’s mine.”
“But before, you proposed a relationship without exclusivity. If you’re as possessive as you say, why did you suggest that?”
Hermes slowly withdrew from my body and lay down beside me, propping himself up on one elbow to face me. I did the same.
“Because it’s been many years since I’ve felt a woman was mine, but with you it’s different.”
My heart began to race. Could it be that with Hermes there was a small possibility of having a ‘normal’ relationship? That’s what I wanted to think until...
“But I assure you it has nothing to do with feelings, I’m clear about that. I suppose it must be because my protective instinct emerges since I’m quite a few years older than you and I always see you surrounded by inexperienced boys. With the other women I’ve had relationships with, this didn’t happen because...”
“Stop right there!” I interrupted, raising my hand. “I’m not interested in knowing about your previous relationships. I assure you I’m well aware that you have much more experience than I do, and that’s also because ‘your age’ is considerably more advanced than mine,” I clarified, emphasizing his age.
“My experience isn’t just due to my age. I’ve always had a huge line of women at my disposal. By your age, I was already conquering the world.”
And there he was again. This was the Hermes I knew; the sweet and passionate one was only reserved for getting me into bed. Was that what I wanted? Was I willing to be with a man like that? I liked him very much and the sex had been amazing, but I wasn’t sure I could handle his temperament.
“I don’t doubt it,” I said sarcastically. “I need to go,” I stated, sitting up in bed to leave before he suggested it himself. Because it was clear he was capable of telling me to get dressed and get out of his bed until he required me again.
