Esztar Is Falling

C H A P T E R 22

My heart was in a frenzy. His body heat passed onto me with this proximity which further made me crave his heat inside me.

I dared to take control and crawled my hands beneath his towel, stroking his hard member.

"Fuck." He moaned, throwing his head back in pleasure while guiding mine to his chest.

"Faster." He commanded.

I complied and trailed my lips over his sculpted torso, leaving wet trails all over his chest.

I used my free hand to rip that damn towel off and grab his ass. His breathing quickened and muscles tensed. Brooding grey eyes glared down at me, telling me how hard my punishment is going to be.

"I'm going to have to remind you your place, señorita." He gritted, barely able to speak being so close to his climax.

He violently shoved me away. I fell flat on the bed, the mattress springing as an effect. He spread open my legs hastily before stroking himself with an insane speed.

Our gazed locked with each other and I voluntarily pinned my hands above my head, just how he likes it.

A series of curses eluded his mouth as his thick load spurted on my wet pussy.

He was mine and no one else's.

I had made my decision.

But I won't tell him that so soon. It was fun watching him suffer for me.

•••••

Several rounds and spanking later, we reached on a consensus to explore this pretty little town.

He was against the idea and suggested we spend the day like we did yesterday. With that he meant we fuck all day.

But I won. Like always.

"You ready?" He asked as we locked the door and stepped out into the cool air.

"Yep!" I clapped excitedly.

Looking at him suddenly made me regret saying no to his idea. He was looking absolutely tasty in his black leather jacket with blue wash denims and a white polo tee.

"Oh my god!" He gasped out of the blue, jolting me out from my perverted thoughts.

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot the most important part." He held his hand to his chest.

"And what would that be?"

"Asking for permission!" He squeaked, wide eyed and stretched out his hand for me to hold.

I didn't know what he was up to now. However, I placed my hand in his and our fingers intertwined so effortlessly like we've been doing that since ages.

A soft tug was felt on my hand and the next thing I know, we were running hand in hand to the edge of the cliff.

A thick blanket of clouds made an appearance. What fascinated me was that they were below us.

"What are you doing, Raf?" I asked, too curious now.

A shy smile formed on his lips and he chuckled, looking down to the snow covered ground, then at me and then up at the sky. His hand left mine as he placed them at the side of his mouth as if he was going to scream.

And he did.

"Mr Rivera!" His loud voice swirled across the fresh mountain air, eventually melting into the clouds. "I'm head over heels in love with your daughter and I want to spend my entire life with her. Do I have your permission?"