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* Mi corazón, mami… Por dios - My heart, mami… my god.

* Coño mamaguevo - Fuck, cocksucker.

CHAPTER 19

Yael

Who would’ve thought our story would begin on a hot summer night. That one song would set the heat for the fire that would soon consume us. One song, one look and just like that, everything went up in flames. A love so bright it never stopped burning.

“Wiki Wiki,” by Yaviah, pulses through the speaker, the bass crawling up my spine, shaking the asphalt beneath us. Or maybe it’s the alcohol. Who knows. But I’m feeling wavy…

Caught in the rhythm, enjoying the feeling of my girl up against me. Her body in perfect sync with mine as if she was made for it. Adri’s hips circle, her hands braced on her knees, my hands on her waist. Sweat glints along her neck, the streetlight catching every movement as we grind to the beat. The same fire that started all those years ago, reigning in the dark. Once again consuming us in its flames. Adri’s ass presses against my cock, and I groan.

Heat surges through me.

“Tan bellaca⁠*,” I whisper against her ear when she leans into me. There’s no space between us, my back is against the bodega’s wall. The rough cement rubbing against the mesh fabric of the jersey. “Sigue bailando así…” ⁠*

“Y que?” ⁠*

She stops moving for a second, only to look back, green eyes flashing with mischief. Then she starts again, harder. And if she continues to grind into me like this, I’ll give her exactly what she’s looking for, without giving a fuck who’s looking. By the time the music drops, we move like one body, and when the song finally ends, my tongue is deep inside her mouth, exploring it with hunger.

Her hands thread into my hair, pulling me even closer.

“Get a fucking room,” Alex shouts from beside us, Ruben agreeing, and I flip them off without breaking the kiss, but they are right about one thing. We do need a room. After everything that happened today, I’m ready to call it a night and finish what we started before Lenny interrupted. I pull away from our kiss, smiling when I see her flushed with need, her already pouty lips swollen.

“Wanna finish what we started?”

She sucks in her lip and nods.

“Good, mami,” I murmur. “I do too.”

With that, I grab the Henny bottle left on steps beside us and lead her away from everyone, not giving a fuck about tomorrow’s chisme. Now that Alex knows I’m with Adri, he won’t bother coming home, so I lock the place down, watching as my Ciela wanders down the hall, staring at the pictures framed on the wall. I sneak behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and smell her. Adri leans into my chest, her finger tracing the tattoo of her eyes on my forearms.

“You didn’t cover them up?” she asks softly, as if unsure of continuing. “I noticed when I first arrived. I thought by now you would have covered it up.” She hiccups. “I can’t believe it’s there.”

“And it will always stay there,” I respond, kissing her temple. “Your eyes are one of my favorite things about you. So expressive. I love them.”

“That so?” she asks.

“Yeah,” I reply, and her body melts into mine, her ass rubbing against my dick.

Adri turns in my arms, eyes glinting with playfulness that makes me smile. “What else do you like?”

“Everything.” I don’t hesitate to answer. “Everything,” I repeat, feeling her drag herself over me.

“Wanna play a game?”

I click my tongue. “No, we just got done playing a game.”

She tilts her head, lips curving into that smile that always used to make me give in. “Come on,” she says, voice low and sultry. “You’ll like this one.”

I raise a brow. “You sure about that?”

Slowly, she steps back, eyes still on me as she unbuckles her jean shorts and pushes them down her thick legs. “Positive.”

The air between us shifts, “So what’s the game?” I ask, bending down to grab her shorts.

Adri shrugs. “Cat and mouse,.” This time she removes her shirt and chucks it in the air. Reaching up, I catch it and bring it to my nose, taking another hit of her delicious scent that has goosebumps rising on my skin. “What if I catch you?”