“Is this what you really want?” he asked running a hand through my hair.
It’s now or never.
“Yes.”
“Is there anything you will not allow me to do to you?” he asked his face suddenly looking serious.
“I guess I’ll know when you try it,” I replied with a chuckle.
“On your knees then,” he said softly.
My heart started to race as I got to my knees and reached for the zipper on his pants. I was surprised when he gently moved my hands away.
“Not yet. I want to see you on your knees for a moment first,” he replied.
“Why?” I asked.
Seriously, why? I just want to fuck you.
“Because I love that I have such a beautiful woman on her knees in front of me and I’d like to enjoy it,” he said as he leaned back against the balcony again and kept his eyes fixed on me.
“Take your shirt off, Liv,” he said.
Even though I wasn’t sure if he was having a power trip or what he was thinking right now, I did as he requested. I watched as he looked down at me with lust creeping into his eyes. I saw a smile start to spread across his face slowly as he issued his next request.
“Take your skirt off,” he said softly.
I stood up so I could pull my skirt off and toss it aside.
I looked at him waiting for him to tell me what to do next. I found myself liking this so far. I wrapped my hands across my belly because I wasn’t that comfortable yet.
“Que bella,” he said softly as he looked me up and down. “Put your hands on the railing and bend over,” he said as he started to unbutton his shirt.
I turned around and gripped the rails, bending as I was commanded, wondering what it was he had in mind. I gasped as I felt his fingers softly moving over my panties. He gently rubbed back and forth until he felt my wetness.
I closed my eyes as he gently pushed my panties to the side. He put a hand on my hip as he slowly began to move his fingers deep inside of me. It was the most amazing feeling I had experienced in almost a year. I took a deep euphoric breath as he used his thumb to start rubbing my clit while he moved his fingers in and out of me, just a little faster.
“Alejo ...” I whispered.
“Yes Livie?” he asked.
“Please fuck me.”
“In due time,” he responded as I heard him unzip and drop his pants behind me.
Grabbing my panties, he pulled them roughly off of me and I stepped out of them when they were on the balcony floor. Alejandro got on his knees behind me and ran his hands up and down the length of my legs, which wasn’t much, but he seemed to enjoy them.
“Turn around,” he said.
As I turned, I looked down at him. He looked like a sex god ready to have his way with me at any moment, but he also looked a little devilish because he knew I wanted him so badly, so he was taking great pleasure in extending what he was doing to me. Grabbing one of my legs, he put it over his shoulder while he looked into my eyes and began to move his fingers inside of me again. I moaned and arched my back in ecstasy when he leaned forward and began to lick my clit.
“Prueba como dulce,”
he said looking up at me for a moment, before burying his face deep inside me.
With my head leaned back I stood there, trying not to fold under the skill of his tongue moving so hungrily against my sex.
I grabbed him roughly by the hair. which caused him to lick even faster. Apparently he liked a little pain with his pleasure; so did I.