Authors: Bonnie S. Mata
Celina’s mouth hung agape.
Pancho chuckled. He placed his hand under her chin and pushed it up to close her mouth. “Relationships seldom ever last, with a SEAL. Our missions are top secret, and women always need to know everything. They always assume there is another woman, when in reality, it’s another mission.”
“I guess that is true.” She looked up.
“Oh, I know so.” He asserted. “These are dangerous missions, and your mind needs to be focused, not worrying about your woman thinking that you are cheating on her, when actually, she’s the only one in your heart.”
Awe, how sweet.
A smile came over her face. “Yes, I understand what you’re saying. So what are you going to do now?” Her stomach was fluttering with excitement, knowing that he was a certified tough macho man. A silent hero of important, top secret missions no one knew about, and would never know.
“That, I don't know. I feel like a fish out of water, not being in my military environment,” he said, with a chuckle, looking out at the waterfall. “And I miss it like you have no idea.”
“Well, I'm so sorry I got you in this fine mess.” She shook her head, taking a deep breath.
“No, I should apologize to you, because Rafael used you to get to me. He's been on me, since I returned from the service.” He took a deep breath. “He wants me, to be in charge of training his people, and to work alongside of him. You know, his second in command.” He shook his head. “But I don’t believe in that way of life. I never have. That was the reason I left for the service, to protect and serve my country from people like him.”
“So what is it that he wanted you to do, when he kidnapped me?” she asked, curiosity in her voice.
Used to secrecy, Pancho didn’t want to discuss the details on the drug cartel’s mission. “Celina, it's a long story, and I really don't want to talk about it. It was a sick mission, as are all of their dealings. I'm just happy that I don't have to do the job he asked me too.”
“Thank you, for coming for me,” she gave him a warm smile.
“Believe me, this has been the best assignment ever,” he glanced down, to see her matching white lace panties and bra. “How could I not come and rescue a beautiful woman in distress. A woman who blew my mind away, with a seductive kiss she gave me, that night at the club. I haven’t been able to think straight since.” He tilted his head, watching her curiously, as he moved his tongue over his bottom lip. “So what was it, with that kiss? Why did you kiss me?” he whispered.
She looked down, and then took a deep breath. Seconds later, she looked up to see him, a flirtatious smile on her lips.
“Oh, I see. It was a dare.” He blushed, turning to look behind him.
She immediately responded. “Of course it wasn't a dare!” She squared her shoulders, and her chin inched up.
“Well, why did you?” he moved her hair to one side, so he could see her face.
“Well, let me continue. I don't know how to explain, or where to begin.” She turned to look at him. “You… well, not you… but I, had a wish…and that wish, was to kiss a handsome stranger.”
Flattered, he let out a laugh. He then remembered what the card read. And it did read that, but he hadn’t understood yet.
She started to speak again. “Seriously! My best friend, Valeria, who is also my business partner, wrote up a list of things that we wanted to do before the end of 2012, you know, that big day.”
“Oh, doomsday!” he said, sarcastically.
“Yes, that day. Anyway, one day, when watching the movie
The Bucket List
, you know with Morgan Freeman…”
“And Jack Nicholson,” he completed her sentence.
“Yes, so I take it that you've seen it,” she laughed. “Anyway, well, we aren't dying, but the concept is there.”
“Yes, I get you.”
“And that, ‘to kiss a handsome stranger,’ was on my list. So when I saw you that night,” she took a deep breath, “I knew you were the one. The one… to help me scratch that wish off my list.”
He moved in closer to her, and whispered, “I'm so happy I was there that night, because I almost decided not to go. But something kept telling me, get dressed, and get your butt there.”
“Really?” she whispered back, looking into his eyes. “Was it fate?”
“I think so.” He moved his face right in front of hers. “You blew my mind away, and I haven't been able to stop dreaming and thinking of you, Celina.”
She giggled and waited for him to kiss her.
Chapter
33
Love under the falls
He lowered his eyes to the white lace bra she wore and saw how her breasts filled every curve of that sexy bra. Who would have thought what a piece of
dainty lace could do to a man. He wondered if her nipples were ripe, and ready for him. His mouth watered merely thinking how he wanted to suck on her nipples, to pull on those scrumptious nubs ever so lightly, and roll his tongue around them.
His gaze moved to her face. He needed to kiss her, to taste her, to kiss her deeply, and wildly--this very moment. He brushed his lips against hers.
A tight, erotic grimace contorted her lips, waiting for his next move.
Pancho placed his hand on her jaw, and he brought her inward, kissing her softly and slowly. His lips covered hers, with sweet, liquid kisses. His tongue parted her lips, pressing through hers, and filled her mouth with a deep, passionate kiss.
Celina placed her hand on his chest and inched it slowly upwards, towards his neck, until she had wrapped her arm around him, nice and tight.
Pancho placed his hand on her waist, and slid his arm around her, scooping her up onto his lap. He needed her rocking in his arms.
She threw her leg over his lap, as he brought her closer to him. Their kiss intensified.
A firestorm of need rocked through his body. His tongue
stroked steady and fast in her warm mouth. “I love the way you taste, Celina,” he whispered, pulling back and nibbling on her lower lip.
She looked directly into his eyes. “
I never thought that I would ever see you again. And here we are, under a secluded waterfall.
”
She gasped, breathless, from his kisses.
“I want to taste more of you.” He pulled the strap of her bra, tugging on that white skimpy lace material, barely concealing her hard nipples.
Her heart raced. Celina crossed her arms in front of her chest and slowly removed each bra strap. She swallowed tightly, as she fought to breathe.
“What a beautiful woman I have before me, God.” He cupped her
heavy
breasts, with his hard, calloused palms.
“Ay,
D
ios
mio
.
”
She threw her head back and released a soft moan
with the light brush of his fingertips. Her breasts swelled, and her nipples hardened further beneath his gaze.
He watched her hard-tipped mounds grow harder, making his mouth water. He bent over and took one breast in his mouth, and moaned. Her flesh was soft as a rose petal. He swirled his tongue around her nipple, like he had anticipated, flicking her nipple hard with the tip of his tongue.
Celina moaned, and shivered, shuddering in his arms. Her eyelids flickered with excitement, and she shook her head. The surge of pleasure that tore through her nipples went through a
straight line to her clit. She could feel the little bud between her thighs throbbing in a hard, hot rhythm. She grabbed Pancho’s hair, and twirled her fingers in it.
She whimpered. “I don’t know if I can take much more of this.” He released one breast and took in the other. He sucked hard on her cotton-candy-colored nipple.
He watched her face, insane lust rising inside him, as his lips closed over a tight, hard peak.
She was on fire in his arms, and he knew it.
When she felt electricity sizzle from the tip of her nipple down to her swollen clit, she released the hold on his hair. She reached down, and squeezed his hard penis through his wet boxer briefs.
Her touch was unexpected, and he freed Celina’s nipple from his mouth in that instant. He flinched, jerked, and released a loud, hard moan. A woman’s hand hadn’t been there in ages.
She widened her eyes. “Surprise.” She gave it another squeeze, gasping for air.
He brought his face in front of hers, and said, “That’s not fair.”
Her chest heaved. “Fair?
Papi
,
you were going to give me a heart attack. Feel my heart racing. She grabbed his hand, and placed it over her chest.
Oh, so she’s a sensitive one.
He grinned. “I did that to you?”
“Duh, who else is in here?”
“Well, I didn’t want to be stingy, and just suck one.” He leaned in, and kissed her, whispering through each peck, “You are delicately delicious. So I guess I’m your
Papi
now?” He arched his eyebrow, teasing her.
“
I guess that did slip from my mouth, in my moment of ecstasy.
”
She gave him a provocative smile, and squeezed his penis again. “Stop messing with me, because I’ve got a tight hold on you.” She grinned.
He whispered, “It’s my turn now.” His fingers curved around her jaw, tilting her head back, as a rush of breath parted her lips. His head lowered to her neck, and slowly nibbled all along down to her shoulders, leaving a mark. “I’m so hungry for you, Celina,” his voice was raspy. He ran his warm tongue in the valley between her breasts.
She shivered at the caress, and her thighs tightened. She applied subtle pressure to his penis with her hand and eventually, pulled on the elastic of his boxers, and freeing
his engorged mass. She pulled back from Pancho’s caress, to see the length and thickness of his dick.
I just can’t wait anymore. I’ve been wondering since.
She licked her lips when she looked down.
I got myself a good one.
Mira no mas, la
tiene
chingona
! Not a monster dick like Xavier’s, but close enough, baby, to keep me busy and satisfied.
She moved her hand slowly up and down his shaft, admiring his beauty. His penis was hard, thick, heavily veined, and curved like a banana, made to hit her G-spot every time.
He kept his gaze on her, as she stroked him, wondering what was going through her mind. He pulled on the thinnest scrap of material, running between the cheeks of her ass, a tiny triangle, covering the hairless folds of her pussy. “Lift,” he ordered.
She lifted, and he removed her panties, tossing them behind him. Wasting no time, he slid his hand between her legs, moving his fingers over her pussy lips. He spread his legs wider, forcing
her legs to spread with his too. He moved his fingers over her slick folds, back and forth, feeling her wetness. The wetness wasn’t from the water, it was from her juices. He could feel the coating on his fingertips. His middle finger eventually slipped past her folds, venturing and feeling for her clitoris.
Celina gasped, and her hand left his penis, reaching for his shoulders. She tilted her head back and moaned in pure pleasure.
His middle finger left her clitoris, replacing it with his thumb. His middle finger moved in and out of her pussy, applying pressure to her clit with his thumb. His jaw tightened for a moment when he circled her swollen nub.
Jerking and moaning, she dug her nails into his skin, holding on to his shoulders. She gently moved her abs, matching his rhythm, while he possessed her with his fingers.
“You are
tortur
ing me
slowly, aren’t you?” Her voice was raspy.
His fingers left her silk folds, and he said with wanting, “You feel so good, Celina. I want you. I need you now, Celina.” He looked deep into her eyes, waiting for her to respond.
She leaned forward and kissed his cheek, then his nose, and then softly on his lips. Looking into his eyes, she kissed him and whispered, “I’m ready for you,
papi
. And I want you so bad, too.”
He took a deep breath. “Obviously, I don’t have a condom on me.”
She placed her hand on his penis, raised herself, and aligned her sensitive pussy folds, over the hard crown of his penis. “Who needs a condom? We’ll just do it the old fashioned way; pull out before.”
Her sweet voice was like fuel to the burning fire he had inside him. He was having raw sex, for the first time, and with a beautiful woman whom he actually cared for.
Celina let herself go, lowering herself onto his stiff dick. Slowly it entered, moving through, pressing against her, into her.
“
Ay
,
madre
mia
!”
she breathed out, feeling the heat, and hardness entering her.
“Scream,
mi
vida
, if you want too. No one can hear us here.” He moaned back. “You are so fucking tight. Damn, this feels so fucking good!” He yelled, expressing his feelings.
“I’m tight, because your dick is
huge
,
papi
!” She gasped as he impaled her.