Page 7 of Fixed Up Ever After
“Do that again,” he commanded.
So she did, but this time faster. She rotated her hips, feeling him hit new spots inside of her, spots she did not know she had.
But then Javi took over and once again, she had no complaints. He moved his hips at a punishing speed, leaving her gasping. She never considered herself loud during sex, but he was bringing out a lot of things she did not know about herself.
“Play with that pretty clit. I want to come with you,” he said, taking one of her hands off the bed frame and moving it between her legs. He kept his hold on her wrist, as if afraid she would disobey. Little did he know she was far too gone to even consider being a brat right now.
Her finger went straight to her clit, rubbing small circles in time with his thrusts. She couldn’t believe she was going to come again so soon. But the pressure inside of her, the slapping of her ass, and playing with her clit was all too much. “Javi, I’m going to—”
“Me too…” he panted.
She felt the moment he came undone inside of her. His cock pulsed inside of her, his body shuddered, and soon he was moaning her name as he came hard for her. Lola was only seconds behind, her body erupting with white-hot pleasure.
Once again her knees gave out and she barely caught herself as she went down on the bed. Javi snaked one hand around her waist, catching her. “That was—”
“Yeah,” she agreed. He didn’t need to finish, she knew what he was going to say. Amazing. Earth-shattering. Fucking fantastic.
Javi soon pulled out of her and she whimpered at the absence of him. He got up to dispose of the condom and came back with a bottle of water, which she appreciated.
“Let’s rest. For just a moment,” she said once she downed the water. She was too tired to wonder if asking him to rest with her was a good idea or not, but frankly, she didn’t care. She wanted to be held and aftercare was important.
Javi hesitated for the briefest of moments before joining her back in bed. His warm presence occupied the space next to her and he wrapped his arms around her. She gladly took up the role of little spoon.
“If I’m ever in town again, I’ll be more than okay with you rocking my world again,” she murmured in her tired state. She didn’t hear what Javi said—if he replied at all—because the next minute, she had fallen into a deep, blissed-out sleep.
CHAPTER4
Javi
Javi hadn’t meant to doze off, but when he glanced at his phone tucked away on the nightstand, he noticed it was almost two in the morning. He cursed under his breath when he realized Lola was still wrapped up next to him, completely naked.
Seeing her on full display again made his cock twitch with desire. How could he want someone again after just having her? Lola was curvy. She had a body meant to be worshiped nightly, but he only had a few hours with her. It wasn't long enough to fuck her properly, but it took some of the edge off.
That would have to be enough.
Javi contemplated what he should do. He doubted Lola meant to fall asleep for long and she hadn’t invited him to stay the night. He also had to pick Camilia up in the morning to take her to school and this hotel was fifteen minutes shy of an hour away from home. Sleeping over was out of the picture.
What they had just done was meant to be a one-night thing and here he was overthinking it. He needed to get up and leave. Now.
Slowly, so as not to disturb her, Javi untangled himself from the sleeping Lola with all the speed of a sloth. He worried he’d wake her and he didn’t want to deal with the awkward goodbyes. Perhaps that made him a coward, but if she woke up, he would want to have her again. He couldn’t deal with the rejection of her saying no, or worse yet, her saying yes and him getting another taste of her when he was clearly not ready for a real relationship.
With all the grace of a newborn donkey, he managed to roll out of her bed and onto the floor. He paused, waiting for any signs that he’d woken her, but he only heard the soft snores of a sleeping woman.
Javi pushed himself up, looking around the oversized room to where they’d thrown his clothes. He grabbed his boxers first, finding his jeans next to a vase of flowers and his shirt tossed underneath a leather chair.
He checked to make sure his wallet and keys were still in his pocket before taking one last look at Lola’s sleeping form. He understood how creepy he must look staring at a naked sleeping woman, but no one was there to judge him. Lola didn’t move much in her sleep and she reminded him of a Latina Snow White. Her full red lips and caramel skin shined in the moonlight. Her black hair was in disarray and her round ass was still tinged red, but that only added to her beauty.
Unable to help himself, Javi approached her once more and leaned down to press the softest of kisses to her forehead. This time Lola stirred, but only to unconsciously grab the covers and pull them over her naked body. She turned away from him, content in her new sleeping position.
“Goodbye, preciosa.” He murmured and made his way through her room and down the hallway. Javi left the comforts of their one-night stand and rejoined the real world. Ten minutes and three wrong turns later, Javi was on the road, driving back toward where Camilia waited for him.
CHAPTER5
Lola
SIX MONTHS LATER
The best scent in the world was old books. Books that had been properly loved with yellowed pages or stains of coffee on the cover. She liked knowing that in her hands she held a piece of history and it always made her wonder who else had touched the book.
