Hector

He glanced up as she opened her eyes slowly, still breathing heavily. “Into what?”

Looking back down at it, he touched it, smiling even bigger then glanced back up at her. “The heart.”

“Why?” She tilted her head with a smirk. “So that anyone who sees it knows it’s yours?”

That wiped the smile right off his face. He moved his hand down from the back of her small waist and spanked her behind. “Not funny.”

He didn’t spank her very hard, but it was hard enough to make her yelp then laugh. “Ow!”

He stared at her wicked smile for a moment, and if he weren’t mistaken, she liked that. Well, hot damn, he never would’ve guessed this is what his sex life with Charlee would be like. He collapsed onto her, instantly feeling aroused again, and devoured her equally eager mouth.

Chapter 27

Opening one eye slowly and then the other, memories of the night Charlee had had with Hector began warming her still-half-asleep body. She didn’t even remember falling asleep, but she was surprised Hector still lay next to her. The light that crept in from the tiny crevices between the closed blinds meant only one thing: it was morning.

Hector held her still-naked body tightly against his own. She glanced at the clock and saw she had less than an hour to get ready and out of there if she was going to make it to class in time to make her presentation. If it weren’t because she knew she’d startle Hector out of his sleep, she’d groan as loudly as she felt like groaning. Why today of all days did she absolutely have to be at school? Any other day she could’ve easily missed.

Slipping out from under his big arm, she got out of bed and threw on a t-shirt and shorts. She tiptoed out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. He already knew about the class she couldn’t miss today when she explained where Drew was last night and why Charlee hadn’t gone with her. Curse the damn presentation. Her only consolation was that there would be more nights like last night. She’d make sure of it.

As she showered, she closed her eyes, breathing in deeply, remembering all the things she and Hector had done last night. She couldn’t help smiling, feeling aroused at the very thought.

Once out of the shower, she brushed her teeth and stared in the mirror. Her br**sts were covered with red spots—hickeys. She didn’t remember him sucking that hard at all, but her skin was so fair he didn’t have to suck hard at all to leave a mark. Looking down, she saw these love bites were everywhere, even on her inner thighs, and those were a bit darker. Feeling a surge of arousal remembering what he’d been doing between her legs, she took a deep breath.

After examining all the evidence of their amazing night, she tiptoed back to the room. He was still asleep. She stared at him for a moment. It hadn’t been a dream. This was really happening. Her insides were doing that little victory dance again, and she couldn’t help smiling. Hector was her boyfriend, her lover, but most thrilling and almost unbelievable—he said he was in love with her.

She didn’t even realize she was staring ahead but at nothing in particular lost in thought, until she heard his voice. “Are you sore?”

He was up on his elbow now, looking at her a bit concerned. How was it that even first thing in the morning and a bit disheveled he was still so perfect? She shook her head, smiling. “No.” She bit her bottom lip. “Are you?”

The corner of his lip lifted as he brought his legs over the side of the bed. “Not at all.” He stretched, letting out a very satisfied groan. “But my body hasn’t felt this content in,” he paused, reaching for his boxer briefs on the floor then looked up at her, “ever.”

Knowing she was now smiling silly, she glanced away, not wanting to be too obvious about how giddy everything about last night and this morning made her.

“I’ll be back.” He stood up and walked out of the room.

Snapping back into reality, Charlee cursed her damn presentation again as she sifted through her drawers for clean underwear. Hector was back in the room in minutes. It surprised Charlee that he didn’t put on his clothes. Instead, he sat on the corner of the bed in his underwear silently. His eyes followed every move she made as she walked from one side of the room to the other, holding her towel together at her chest. Secretly enjoying how his eyes practically ate her up, she finally stopped and smiled. “What?”

“Nothing,” he smirked. “I just like watching you.” He shrugged then admitted. “Okay, I’m waiting for that towel to come off.”

Biting her lower lip, her eyes traveled downward. Her heart sputtered at the sight of the massive erection pushing against his briefs that he did nothing to hide. Glancing back up, his eyes smoldered now, heating her insides instantly.

All right, maybe she couldn’t miss her class, but she could be a little late. Her eyes raced over to the nightstand next to her bed. Among the several opened packets of condoms, she saw a sealed one. She walked over and picked it up then walked back to Hector and handed it to him. “Put it on.”

She watched as he slid his briefs off then slipped the condom on. He began to make a move off the bed, but she placed her hand on his big shoulder. “No, stay there.”

She dropped the towel and his eyes opened wide. Immediately, he reached for her, slipping his big arms around her waist. Running her fingers through his hair, she kissed him more passionately than she had planned to, sucking and savoring what she recognized as her mouthwash. She couldn’t help it. Feeling his big, hard, naked body against hers again made her crazy. Already parts of her body were beginning to quiver. He pulled away from her mouth and took her breast in his mouth, running his hands all over her back. “Damn, Charlee,” he said against her nipple before biting on it softly, making her cry out in pleasure.