amor| an Alejandro Vargas fanfiction

XXI

Chapter XXI
Sweet kisses

Rodolfo and his mother went back home around 0000, when the Vargas elders went to rest. Alejandro's sister, husband and kid left an hour later too, leaving us alone, with his asleep parents.

I was quite excited as his words from hours ago rang into my head. We were still in the living room, I was looking over some of his family photos while he was cleaning around.

Before everyone left we took a photo as well, since it seemed to be a tradition for them. I was in as well, holding Alejandro's arm. I wanted to keep that photo forever, to remind me of the first happy Christmas I had.

A pair of strong arms grabbed my waist, making me smile. Alejandro's lips slowly found out way to my neck, placing sweet, wet kisses against my skin, making me let out a silent moan.

"I missed you so fuckin much..." He whispered, his lips still against my skin.

"Me too...You have no idea.."

He turned me around, making me face him. He was towering me, looking down at me with desire and lust. He grabbed my jaw with his hand, forcing me to look up. I arched my eyebrows upwards, looking him in the eyes, something that I thought he wanted.

"You're so beautiful...your makeup is so well done..." He leaned closer. "Too bad I'm going to ruin it." He whispered.

My heart skipped a beat, making me bite my bottom lip. He showed himself satisfied by my action. I didn't realize how needy I was for him until he said that. I've been waiting for everyone to leave us alone, without actually knowing I was doing that. Until then.

He effortlessly picked me up, walking to his bedroom, which was upstairs, quite away from his parents, which somehow made me feel relieved.

He let me down as soon as he walked inside, closing the door behind him, locking it after.

In a matter of seconds I was pinned against the wall, Alejandro's big hand wrapped around my throat, gently squeezing it.

"You made me quite sad leaving me." He said, looking down at me. "So, I'm not going to be soft tonight."

His words made me run out of breath, gasping for more. Oh the way this man was making me feel...

"What if I want you to be rough?"

"Then you're lucky."

He kissed my lips hardly, soon enough turning this into making out. His lips were pressed against mine, his tongue searching mine out.

I felt desired, and I was, in fact, desired by the most amazing man in the world, by the strongest and bravest Vaquero.

It felt like an eternity, but somehow we broke the kiss, both needing some air.

"Get on your knees, princesa."

I looked up into his eyes, but I obeyed, getting on my knees in front of him. Only after doing this I realized how excited he really was. I bit my lip, undoing his jeans button, slowly pulling them down his legs, along with his boxers.

His hand rested on my head, gently caressing my hair as I was slowly touching him. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, his mouth was slightly open and his eyes fixed on me. He was looking at me with such authority and dominance, it was starting to make me feel nervous.