Cruz (Hot Shots 2)

“What’s that, mi diosa?” I ask her.

“It’s only been you, ever.” She doesn’t back down. Her eyes are on mine, and it causes my own body to lock fucking tight.

“Jesucristo, me desaces,” I groan before taking her lips, needing her to know that her words just sucker-punched me.

“Yeah, starting tomorrow, you either teach me your language you love to speak to me in, or I’m doing it on my own,” she counters, giving me all her feistiness as Luna takes a step back, hands on her hips, not caring that she’s naked.

“Jesus Christ, you undo me.” I cup her cheeks, bringing her back to me, hating that Luna isn’t touching me in some way. “It’s only been you since the day I met you, Luna. You are mine, mi diosa.”

“Mateo, you’re going to make me cry.” That’s when it hits me. We might have been away from each other physically, but she’s never left my soul.

“Not tonight. Tonight is for me to slowly sink inside you, claiming you over and over again.” My lips claim hers, our tongues tangling together until she’s trying to climb my body. I don’t let her though. Instead, I spin us around, walk us to the bed, the back of her legs meeting the mattress.

“Please don’t make me wait any longer,” she pleads, lying down, spreading her legs open for me without any hesitation.

“I’m not, but we’ll be going slow. I’ll lose it if we don’t, and there’s no way I’m going to hurt you.” I crawl between her legs, picking one up, kissing her ankle before I lift it to my shoulder, knowing just how she likes it.

“I assure you, there’s no way you can hurt me. Just because I was celibate doesn’t mean a few toys didn’t keep me warm at night.”

“Mierda, we’ll be circling back to that, and I’ll definitely be watching,” I move closer to her until my cock is at her cunt.

“Oh God, Mateo,” she coos softly as I slide my cock along the outside of her center, the lips of her pussy fluttering open, and I know if I dipped the slightest bit, I’d be inside her, but I want to make sure my dick is nice and wet before it finally sinks inside her.

“I know, mi diosa, I fucking know.” I swivel my hips, move until the head of my cock is at her entrance. “Look at me, Luna, don’t close your eyes. I’m right here, and I’m never leaving you again.” Luna’s hands find mine, holding them, and I slowly slide inside her. Those baby blue eyes of hers are holding me in their grasp. If they didn’t, I’m sure my own would be shut. Her cunt is slick and tight, velvet smooth.

“You have to move, Mateo, please.” I do as she says, not just for her but for my sake too. Our bodies move together, her leg still draped over my shoulder, her other foot on the mattress, helping her thrust up as we find our rhythm much like we did that one night we shared.

“Maldita sea.” Damn it, I let out in Spanish. She’s clenching around me so tightly, this isn’t going to last, and I’ll be damned if she doesn’t get hers first. I untangle our hands, moving my fingers to her clit, pinching it, letting it go, then repeating it with every thrust of my hips.

“I’m going to come, Mateo.” She’s breathless, tits shaking, body quaking, a sheen of sweat plastered to her skin.

“I know you are. Where am I coming Luna, inside you? Am I pulling out, or do you want my cock in your mouth?” I ask with each punch of my hips.

“God, I want to feel you come inside me, but I’m not on birth control. Are you prepared for that?” she replies. It causes me to stop moving. The thought of seeing Luna swell with our child inside her after missing out on Sailor makes me want it all.

“Fuck yeah, I am. Sailor needs a brother or sister, and I need to see you pregnant.” I move my hand, wrapping her leg around my waist, along with her other one, falling on my forearms, caging her body in with mine.

“You want that?” It seems we’re both going to take this faster than I thought we would.

“Yes, there’s nothing I want more,” I tell Luna, moving my hips at a steady pace even though we’re talking.

“Okay, Mateo, come inside me.” Her voice is soft and sweet. There’s a glow in her eyes. I vow then and there that I will do everything in my power to make sure that look is always there.

“Yeah, I’m going to. The way your cunt is strangling my cock, it’s not going to take long.” I’m not lying. It’s been like this the entire fucking time, and it’s taking a lot out of me to hold my shit together. We work together until she comes first, her head tipping back, my lips meeting her neck, wanting to taste her skin as I paint the inside of her pussy with my cum. Whatever energy I just had is completely zapped from my body, causing me to rest mine on hers.