Page 46 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
“And you are okay about this?” I ask. Tomas means more to me than life itself, and if he told me he was in love with someone else, it would break my heart in two.
“She’s special, Mateo, I see it. Took me a while, I was hesitant but, I see it.”
I let out a nervous breath. “I still love you. You know that, right? You have my mind, body, and soul for eternity.”
He gives me a wide smile. “And you have mine,” he says, leaning forward and kissing me. Our foreheads touch as he whispers against my lips, “But I think there is room for more with us.”
My stomach does somersaults. I know at breakfast yesterday we spoke about all three of us being together and I knew Tomas was in for all the fun sexual stuff, but the fact he is in for the everyday things makes my heart sing.
“I see it, Mateo. I see that we both might be able to have a future with her.”
“You do? You’re still not high from the amazing sex we’ve been having, are you? You truly think she could be ours?”
He nods, and I jump up and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. “I see a future with her too, Tomas. I see us walking down the aisle together, her dressed in white, you in a tuxedo looking handsome. Zoe’s beautiful smiling face looking back at us. I see kids—lots of kids. I see us happy. I see us not having to hide ourselves anymore.”
Tomas chuckles. “Well, don’t scare her off with all these baby images you’re having. It’s all very new. Let’s take one day at a time, okay?”
There he was, my sensible man, pulling me back down to earth. I don’t want to scare Zoe away; she was genuinely shocked yesterday when we surprised her with breakfast and our proposal. She thought that night was a drunken rumble in the sheets. She’s going through so much now, and we need to get her better before we can plan any future together.
“Mateo, we need time. I know patience is not one of your virtues but this time we can’t go bull at a gate over her.”
I nod. “I will express my feelings here, on the canvas, until the day I can tell her—untilwecan tell her.”
Tomas nods in agreement.
“Gosh, I love you,” I say, pressing myself against him.
“I love you too,” he says as his hand roams over my body.
His touch awakens my body as desire runs through my veins. “I need you, just you,” I tell him, kissing his neck. I let my teeth graze against his skin. I need to show this man how much I love him and appreciate him.
“You have me, I’m yours,” Tomas growls back.
Yes.
“Now bend over so I can show you just how much I fucking love you and your tight ass.”
“Fuck,” Tomas says through gritted teeth as he moves toward the couch in the middle of the room. The one that Zoe was lying naked on yesterday. Images of her touching herself flash through my mind. Grabbing the bottle of lube from my work area, I work a good portion of the liquid over my hand, then down my aching cock. Tomas places his hands on the edge of the couch and waits for me.
“I will never get sick of fucking your tight hole, Tomas. I will never get sick of sinking in so deeply that you feel me right through you.”
He turns his head to face me. “Then do it, Mateo, fucking do it.”
I love it when Tomas begs for my cock. I pull his pants down, and my lubed hands run over his tight ass. I spread his cheeks and look at his puckered hole, ready and willing for me. Stepping back, I grab the lube again, squeezing the cold liquid onto my fingers. I watch as I slip two fingers into him, his hole stretching for me, his body relaxing around my fingers.
My cock twitches with the sensual delight of feeling him from the inside. I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to contain the feelings bubbling inside of me. His greedy little ass pushes back against my fingers. “You want more, don’t you, cariño?” I rub my hand along his toned back.
“Yes, more, Mateo, more,” he begs.
I press another finger in, making him moan. My other hand finds his cock, dripping. Back and forth I rub my hand along his thick shaft, feeling every throb of the veins. My hand moves down to his balls, and I roll them around my palm, playing with their weightiness.
“Are you ready for me, cariño? Are you ready to have me filling you?”
“Yes,” Tomas groans.
“Good boy.” As I take my fingers out of his hole, I rub some more lube over my hard cock then I push myself into him. He feels so fucking good, I let out a slew of curse words as I sink in deeply. I still myself for a moment, enjoying filling him, and then I rear back and fuck him hard. I pound into his tightness over and over.
“You’re mine, Tomas,” I moan as I fuck him.
