She mewled at the loss, and I smiled as I scooped her into my arms. “Let’s get to a bed and some privacy, then you can have it back,” I promised with a wink.
6
Diego
I woke up with the biggest smile on my face. My life made sense this morning. I had a purpose beyond growing my business and bank accounts. I was growing my family.
When we’d returned to the room last night, I’d run her a bath, and then I'd checked her pussy to see if she was sore and needed to rest. She’d been a little red but had assured me that she wasn’t in pain. Still, I decided to wait a day before making love to her.
I should have known better. Once she’d rubbed her wet, naked body against my cock in the bath, I’d taken her again right there. Then I’d dressed her in one of the negligees I’d bought for her and told her she needed to rest. After retrieving the room service order form, I’d asked her what she’d like in the morning. Once that was done and slipped under the door, I’d climbed into bed and pulled her into my arms. She’d wiggled her sweet little ass against me, and I’d groaned. “Sleep, Ali. We’re going to sleep and nothing more tonight.”
“How about in the morning?” she’d asked with a playful wink, her dimples digging deep into her cheeks.
I’d laughed and brushed a kiss over her cheek. “We’ll see how you’re feeling then.”
“Okay,” she’d answered with an adorable pout in her tone. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
But when she’d reached for me in the night, I couldn’t say no. Afterward, I’d curled myself around her, and we were drifting off again when I’d felt a surge of love hit me stronger than I’d been experiencing since the first day I saw her. I’d nuzzled my nose in her neck and inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with her mouthwatering scent.
“I want to take you home tomorrow, Ali,” I’d whispered. “To introduce you to my family. They are going to love you.”
She hadn’t responded, and I kissed her shoulder. “Allison, nena?” I realized she’d fallen asleep, so I decided to rest with her, and we’d make plans in the morning.
I stretched and was surprised Allison wasn’t still wrapped up in my body. She must have gotten up early and let me sleep because the other side of the bed was cold. Normally, I didn’t sleep that hard—or so late. It was just past ten in the morning—but after days of watching her and wanting her, finally having my girl in my arms had made me feel more content than any other time I could remember.
“Bebé,” I called as I rolled up into a sitting position. Looking around, I didn’t see any sign of her, but it wasn’t like she’d brought much with her to my bungalow, so I tried not to panic. She was probably taking a bath since she was bound to be sore after last night. I climbed out of the bed and padded over to the en suite bathroom. The door was shut, so I knocked lightly before turning the knob. “Buenos dias, ne—” I frowned at the quiet, empty room. Had she gone back to her old room to get her things? I’d told her last night I would help her move this morning.
If she’d gone to do it herself, I was going to spank her pretty little ass. She shouldn’t be lifting things in her condition.
As I grabbed my pants up from where they’d been tossed on the floor, the panic began to creep in. What if something had happened to her? Was she hurt? Had someone taken her? My wealth put a huge fucking target on my back, but I’d figured putting security on her could wait until we went home.
I jogged down the path that would take me to her bungalow, my speed increasing with every step. As I approached it, I scanned it for signs of life as well as anything that might indicate foul play.
“Ali,” I shouted as I hopped up the last step to the porch. I pounded on the door and called her name again. When no one answered, I tried the knob, and it twisted open. We would be having a serious chat about taking safety precautions, even with a detail on her.
A quick scan showed that no one was in the room. In fact, there was no sign that anyone was even staying there. My eyes narrowed as I took in the bare tables and lack of clothes in the closet. The possibility she had left floated through my mind, and at first, I rejected it. I knew she’d felt the connection between us, that there was something special and worth dying for. I’d poured every bit of my love for her into each kiss, every touch, saying it without words over and over.