- Isadora's POV -
- The Tour -
We walk into a big room with endless shelves of board games, video games, movies and a large flat screen TV that takes up most of the wall.
"This is our game room."
"Its huge!" I said taking everything in. He chuckles. Leading me to another room, I see a beautiful living room with white furniture and a huge fancy chandelier hanging right above us.
"The living room." He says hastily as he pulled me out quickly and onto the next. Room by room he shows me everything. Bringing me to another door he stops before opening it. "Now the most important room of all.... my room." He opens the door, revealing a large black and grey room. When I walk in, I hear the door click and lock. I turn around and am immediately pushed against his wall with him growling at me. "You've been teasing me kitten. What have I said about teasing me? Hmm?" He says placing light kisses on my jaw, working his way down my neck to my collarbone. I inhale sharply, trying to hold back a moan but it escapes anyway. "Dont make those noises baby. I'm struggling to hold myself back enough as it is." He pulls back and smiles at me.
"What?" I ask trying to slow down my breathing.
"You're mine." He smiles. I smile back. "Say it."
"Say what?" Another growl.
"Say it for me kitten. Please." He begs. I pause and stare at him. He's so on the edge of his seat its almost sad.
"I'm yours." His lips crash into mine and I drown in a wave of happiness. Not just my own but I can feel his as well. His kiss tells me everything. A sudden knock on the door makes him groan in frustration and makes me giggle at his reaction.
"Santi? Can I come in?" Mirella asks on the other side. He sighs and puts on a smile before opening the door.
"Hi princess." He greets her. She turns to me and suddenly becomes very shy.
"Um... will you play dress up with me Isadora?" She asked looking down at her feet. I bend down and smile.
"Of course! It would be rude of me to reject an offer from a princess." Her smile is almost too big for her face.
"Okay! You can be a fairy queen and Santi and can be the warrior sent to claim you, but needs to ask permission from the princess of course! And I will be the princess!" She says excitedly. I chuckle at her imagination.
"Wait... now I'm dressing up too?" Rafael asks scratching the back of his head and slumping his shoulders.
"Yes! You're the warrior to needs to claim the fairy queen or some other warrior who is really bad will take her away." She explains in a matter of fact tone. He picks her up and kisses her cheek then looks at me. Mirella can't tell what that looks means.... but I can.
"Well... we definitely can't have that now can we?"
- Mirella's Room -
Sitting on the floor of her room, I watch as she puts the finishing touches on him. Putting little clips and bows in his hair.
"There!" Mirella says smiling as she backs away from Rafael.
"Am I a real warrior now?" He asks patting his head to feel the clips and bows.
"Yes!" She smiled then turns to me. "Your turn. I'll be right back with your fairy crown. Please don't leave okay?"
"I won't leave I promise." She claps her hands together and skips to her closet humming.
"She likes you."
"You're so good with her." I give him a soft smile.
"I would gladly kill and die for that girl. When she was born I was the first to hold her... even before my mom. The moment I saw her precious little face, I knew she was my princess. I wouldn't do this for anyone else but her." He explained. My heart melted. No words can describe what I'm feeling right now. That's the sweetest thing I've ever heard.
"You're fairy crown my queen!" Mirella comes back with a homemade flower crown and places ot on top of my head.
"Why thank you my princess!" I bow my head and she does the same, then turning to Rafael.
"Now you have to ask the princess's pernission to have the hand of the fairy queen." As he takes her hand the door swings open and a bright light blinds the room. When vision comes back to focus, I see Alfonzo with a camera in his hands and his brothers standing behind him laughing.
"That's totally gonna be this years Christmas card." Alfonzo laughed.
"You look so pretty Raffy, with all those clips and bows in your hair." Ishmael cooed.
"Maybe we should start calling you princess instead." Javier jested. With lightening speed, Rafael shot up from the floor and charges at them. They all scattered and ran in different directions.
"Voy a martarlos a todos!" (I'm gonna kill all of you) Rafael screams.
- Later That Night -
As we're saying goodbye, his mother comes up and hugs me.
"It was so nice to meet you my dear. Now don't be afraid to come over whenever you want okay? You make my son happy and I haven't seen him like that in a long time. Thank you so much."
"Thank you Mrs. Montez."
"Please, call me Gabriella or Gabbi... hell call me mom if that makes you happy." She smiled. I giggle.
"Calm down mom." Rafael huffs.
"Si mi amor, don't overwhelm the girl in one night." (Yes my love) Emiliano protests.
"No me digas qué hacer! Si quiero ahogarla con amor, lo haré. Ella hace feliz a mi bebé y eso me hace feliz." (Don't tell me what to do! If I want to smother her with love, I will. She makes my baby boy happy and that makes me happy.)
"She isn't smothering me I promise." I said with a reassuring smile. Rafael looks at me with such surprise I think he broke.
"You understand Spanish?"
"Y hablarlo también." (And speak it too) I wink at him. He sighs but its more of a growl. I think its a good thing although honestly I cant quite tell.
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We walk out to his car and get in. Before I could put on my seat belt, he grabs me and pulls me onto his lap again. Kissing me hungrily and such raw passion my mouth hurts.
"You're so perfect." He stops to whisper against my lips, then goes back to kissing me. His hand travels up my thigh so close to my panties and I panic. I grab his hand before he went any further. He furrows his brows and looks worried. "What's wrong kitten?"
"I... I can't go that far yet." I said looking away.
"What do you mean?" He asked. I blush... wow this is so embarrassing. Here I am, a twenty six year old virgin, sitting ontop of a man who probably lost his virginity the moment he turned old enough.
"I'm a... um..." Why won't the words come out!? Why is this so hard to say? Suddenly he smiles and removes his hand from my thigh. He kisses me again but this time its gentle and sweet.
"We don't have to do anything you're not ready for. I don't mind waiting for you kitten." He smiled.
Wow....
Without thinking I kiss him. This time I'm the one hungry and filled with passion. He doesn't push me away, he grabs me and pulls me closer. I try my hardest not to moan but I do, straight into his mouth. He pushes me back into the steering wheel and sighs.
"I told you before kitten.... don't make those noises at me. Hearing them makes me want to do things to you. Things that will make you blush more than you already are." Damn it lungs! Breathe! I nod shakily. "Now let's get you home before I change my mind and take you right here in this car."
Gulp.