“I love you,” I repeat, laughing, and there are still tears on my cheeks, and a wild rush in my heart.
I finally look down, and I find Antonio staring up at me with an almost stunned expression on his face. I wish I could capture this moment forever, crystallize the look on his face for all time. But then he cracks a smile, and pulls me against him, kissing me again, without even a response.
When we break apart, he shakes his head, his forehead resting against mine, so that I can feel the motion as he moves it, side to side.
“What?” I laugh softly, my eyes fixed on his dark ones. Lost in them, in fact. Antonio has the kind of eyes you could never get sick of gazing into. Dark as amber, with tiny little golden flecks that light up in the bright sunlight that now pours into the car between us, making the air feel thick, almost vibrating with tension. “Say something,” I whisper, because he’s looking at me with something close to worry in his gaze now.
“It’s just…” He bites his lower lip, and now my heart does skid to a stop, flipping inside my chest, because why is he hesitating? Have I misread this whole situation?
Should I have waited, not said anything for longer? It’s too fast, damn it. I knew it was.
Just as I’m about to pull back, my heart in my throat, panic clawing at my insides, he huffs out a long breath.
“I wanted to be the first one to say it,” he says, and I can’t help it. I let out a burst of laughter, both relieved and somehow not surprised at the same time.
“You always have to be first, huh?” I tease him, leaning in to kiss his jawline, then the sensitive spot beneath his ear, the one I know he loves when I kiss or nip at it.
I do the latter now, and I’m rewarded by feeling him tense underneath me. There’s already a slight bulge in his jeans, but it grows thicker the longer I sit on his lap, my body squirming against his whenever either of us moves.
“What can I say?” His grin widens, and he leans up to return the favor, kissing and sucking at my neck, until his teeth graze the skin lightly, making me shiver. Which in turn makes him tense and draw in a breath, because my hips shivered right against his, and his cock is digging into my ass already. “I’m competitive,” he adds with a faint growl. Then he reaches down and hits the recliner for the seat, making it fall back so fast that we both drop, me on top of him, laughing as I fall.
But he has his arms around me, and he braces me when I land on him. Just like he always does. He’s there to catch me, whenever I need him.
“It’s fine,” he adds, grinning at me, those dark eyes so deep I could get lost in them. “I’ll just settle for saying it louder instead.”
“What do you —” I start to ask, but he cuts me off with a shout, one that echoes in the cramped confines of the car.
“I love Selena Brown!”
I burst into laughter, not least because he’s so loud it makes my eardrums ring. “Someone’s enthusiastic,” I tease.
He reaches over to crank down the window a crack before he yells it again, even louder this time. “And I don’t care who hears me,” he adds, still in a raised voice, until I shift my body along his and kiss him into silence.
Then his hand slides up the back of my neck to cup it, and he kisses me harder. Slower. It turns into a real kiss, the kind of long, slow kiss that promises a whole afternoon of pleasure ahead of us. An afternoon of showing one another how much we feel, not just in words but in touch as well.
When we break apart again, we’re both a little breathless, gazing into one another’s eyes. “I mean it,” I add, because it feels important to be sure he knows I’m serious.
He grins. “You’d better believe I do, too.”
“Good.” I laugh. Then he reaches up to pull my lips against his again, and I let myself get lost in him. In the brush of his mouth on mine, the warm, familiar feel of his strong arms wrapped around me.
It turns out, nothing makes me forget my fear of cars faster than being wrapped around Antonio inside one.
14
Antonio
Selena and I lose track of the rest of the afternoon. Or rather, we know exactly where it’s going, and neither of us mind the time flying past, because we’re too busy wrapped up in one another. I fuck her right there in the passenger seat of the car we fixed up together, and then, with both of us slick with sweat, I practically drag her into the garage bathroom, just so I can pin her up against the shower door, with the warm water running over both our bodies, and drop to my knees, licking that sweet pussy of hers until she screams my name.