If we were any closer, I’d be drowning in his eyes.
I was desperately trying to hang onto my last shred of willpower. But slow-dancing with Alejandro like this was only guaranteeing that I would lose this battle against myself before the night was over.
When Alejandro had asked me to join them for the weekend at his cousin Ric’s place in Culebra, I had never imagined a place more beautiful than the beach house I was staying in.
Ric and Emme’s place was a huge house perched on a hillside above Punta Melones beach. With the views of the beach, Luis Pena Cay and the warm breeziness of the air, life didn’t get much better.
We had all spent a full day outside, Nate and Adrián building sandcastles and playing tag while Emme and I snorkeled. Alejandro and Ric had simply kicked back, talking about old times.
The sun had drained everyone’s energy and soon after dinner, I helped Emme tuck Adrián and Nate into the twin beds in Adrian’s room. The boys were so tired that they fell asleep within minutes.
“You are good with him. He really likes you.”
“Well, Nate is a sweet boy. And very smart too. It’s easy to be good with him.”
Emme had laughed, loud enough for Nate to stir.
“Oh, Nate adores you. But I was talking about Alejandro. Even Ric said that he hasn’t seen Alejandro look so content and relaxed in a long time. The two of you should take advantage of some “quiet time” since we can keep an ear out for Nate while you are here.”
My face had grown hot with embarrassment. I hadn’t know what to say so I had just smiled. When we had returned to the dining room, Ric had opened a bottle of wine and we had toasted to the great day we had spent together.
After two sips, Emme had suddenly gotten up and handed us the wine bottle. “Why don’t the two of you finish this off on your own? We are going to head to bed. It’s been a long day.”
Ric had shot her a confused look and when she had raised her eyebrows at him, he had quickly gotten the message.
“Uh, yeah, right. We’re going to head upstairs. See you in the morning.”
They couldn’t have been more obvious. Their quick exit had nothing to do with being tired.
And that is how Alejandro and I had ended up back in our secluded section of the house, finishing off the wine and slow-dancing on the lanai under the stars.
I closed my eyes, exhaled out the last of my willpower and swayed with him to the sweet sounds of the CD that he had put on. We had been dancing for probably close to half an hour, saying very little and just savoring the quietness of the night.
I stopped swaying, lifted my head from his chest and looked up at him. Just the way in which he returned my gaze made my legs go weak. I knew that my eyes were speaking volumes. And he was hearing me loud and clear.
Alejandro lowered his lips to mine and to keep my balance, I grabbed handfuls of his shirt.
Sweet, slow and soft.
With each kiss, we delved deeper into each other and with more intensity. One arm circled my waist, the other hand tracing the length of my back, Alejandro was giving me the kind of goosebumps that I hadn’t felt in a long while and was starving for. I had no choice but to slide my hands up his chest and drape them around his neck. When we finally came up for air, I couldn’t catch my breath. I had totally lost my mind for few minutes and I think he had too. We held onto each for what felt like the longest time and said nothing.
And that is when my rational mind came back to rear its ugly head.
I felt like I needed to explain why I had waited this long to let my defenses down, that it wasn’t some kind of a game, how I had been hurt before…
Alejandro had to have read my jumbled thoughts because just as I opened my mouth to speak, he placed his index fingers on my lips.
“Delaney, I only need to know one thing.” Alejandro paused and searched my eyes. “Do you ever think about him when you are with me?”
When I quickly shook my head, he removed his finger and cupped my face between the palms of his hands.
“That’s all I needed to know.”
Alejandro kissed me again. And again. And again.
After a few minutes, I abruptly took a step back so that he had no choice but to stop the trance he was putting me in. He was hot and confused.
My eyes never left his as my fingers trailed slowly up his shirt, undid the few buttons that were still fastened and slid it off down his big arms. When my fingers slid down his bare chest to the drawstring of his white linen pants, I felt his stomach muscles tense up from my touch, his chest heaving slightly with each jagged breath he took. I pulled on the drawstring so that they fell to the floor and stepped back towards him to close the small gap between us.
I had literally lost my mind.
I had undressed this beautiful man in the middle of the lanai under the moonlight while I was still fully clothed.
The power I felt as a woman was more than intoxicating.
And I loved it.
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