“Just go to sleep,” I murmured and closed my eyes, vowing to only rest them for a few seconds.
“I see I’m not the only one who’s exhausted.”
“Your brother got me out of bed pretty early.”
“Did you have a hangover?”
“No.”
“Good. I watered down W.H.L. You didn’t get the full tonic.”
“No wonder.” I stretched my legs, got under his comfy blanket, and sank deeper into the pillow.
“Why no wonder?”
“Because I can’t get your kiss off my mind.” I drifted away and then the ice cold reality of shock hit me. Did I just say that out loud? I opened my eyes.
Alvarez stared at me with a wide smile on his face. “Oh really, mi amiga?”
“Go to sleep.”
“But—”
“I’m not even going to discuss what I just said.”
“Then we’ll discuss it on our date.”
“If you can stump me.”
“Baby, I’m already stumping you.”
My heart sped up, but somehow I was able to calm down enough to fall into a deep sleep, as a peaceful string of unasked questions bridged between us.
Chapter 18
Alvarez
I had the most beautiful dream.
I swam in that orange blossom scent.
Elle floated around me in a light blue dress that merged with the breeze. Her hair flew in its own direction. She didn’t need wings. She just glided in front of me. I checked my feet to see how I was even up there in the sky with her. I stood on a building, some discarded structure in a deserted city far away.
I almost asked her why we were up there, but with one look at her in that dress as she rode the current of air, nothing else mattered to me. “Come here, Mami.”
“Now it’s, Mami? What happened to amiga?”
“You’ve been upgraded.”
She laughed. I inched closer to her, but wasn’t close enough.
“Come here, please,” I begged.
“Why should I come?”
“Because I long to hold you.”
“Hmmm.” She floated back, which dragged a deep growl from my chest. “Maybe you should come to me.”
“But I can’t fly.”
“How do you know?”
I shifted my view past the ledge and toward the ground that extended miles and miles below us. “I would fall.”
“Just let go.”
“But. . .”
She flew away, and I screamed.
“Alvarez.” Small hands pressed soft skin against my chest. “Are you okay?”
Waking up, I opened my eyes and Elle hovered above me. Her hair hung around her opened robe. Some of it rested on my chest. Those two mounds of curvy breasts revealed themselves, not completely but enough to see a hint of pink areola near the robe’s opening.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
I lifted my head and captured those parted lips with mine. Instead of pushing me away or telling me no, she melted her body into me. Her supple flesh smoothed against my chest. Goddamn it. I’ll never leave this bed. Anticipation boomed in my core. I rolled Elle onto her back and let my tongue travel around her mouth. Each time I dipped, she sucked. Every time I captured her bottom lip, she took over in seizing mine. Every cell in my body flared and readied itself for combustion.
“Voy a hacerte mía.” I licked the outline of her jaw, nibbled along the inside of her neck, and opened her robe to fully expose those luscious mounds. “Y cuando eres mía, no voy a dejar ir.”
“What are you saying to me?” She gasped as I slid my hands over her naked breasts. That sleek skin guided me to a nipple that stiffened under my fingertips. That’s right, Mami. You want this as much as I need it. My length rose in my pants and pushed against the material. Gently, little by little, I twisted the little hard nipple between my fingers. Beautiful sounds ripped from her throat. She arched her back in response and I thought I’d bust out of my pants right there.
“Voy a hacerte mía.”
She grabbed my chin and forced my view from her perfect breasts to her enchanting face. “What are you saying?”
“It doesn’t matter because what I’m saying will come true.” I flicked my thumb against her nipple. She moaned and I did it again. My erection was hard and unyielding. If I didn’t put it inside of her, I would go crazy.
She moved my hand away. “Tell me what you’re saying or I won’t let you touch me anymore.”
I licked my lips. “I said that I’m going to make you mine. And when you’re mine, I’ll never let you go.”
I devoured those lips before she could protest. It was time she knew there was no more going back. In barely three days she’d managed to snare my heart. It was time for her to pay the consequences with my tongue deep between her thighs, never letting her catch her breath or think for longer than a second.
My phone rang.
“Maldita sea!”
She giggled. “And what did you say just now?”
“Damn it.” I grabbed my ringing phone and shut it off without looking at who called.