Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 82

As they drove to Kevin's house, the atmosphere in the car was filled with playful banter and flirtatious energy.

"¿Sabes qué?" Kevin said, glancing over at Isa with a teasing grin. "Creo que te voy a tener que poner un recordatorio para no olvidarte de mí."

Isa laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "¿Y tú qué tal? ¿Tienes alguna lista de recordatorios para no olvidarte de mí?"

Kevin smirked. "Solo una, pero creo que esa lista es un poco más... personal."

Isa raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "¿Personal cómo?"

Kevin's gaze grew intense, and he leaned in closer. "Como el recordatorio de cómo te hago sentir cada vez que estoy cerca de ti."

The tension between them was palpable, with flirtatious glances and heated words filling the space.

When they arrived at Kevin's house, he opened the car door for Isa, his hand brushing against hers as she stepped out. "Gracias, caballero," Isa said, her voice soft with a playful undertone.

"De nada, hermosa," Kevin replied, guiding her inside with a hand on the small of her back.

Once inside, Kevin offered her something to drink, but Isa politely declined. He led her to his room and gestured to the closet. "Puedes desempacar tus cosas aquí. Usa el armario para tus ropas mientras estés conmigo."

Isa smiled as she started unpacking. Kevin watched her, noting the marks he had left on her neck. He walked up behind her, his reflection in the mirror catching her eye.

"Esos son recuerdos muy bonitos, ¿no crees?" Kevin said, his voice low and husky. "Me parece que todavía tienen mi huella."

Isa blushed, her cheeks warming at his comment. She turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Cada marca te hace aun más irresistible," he said.

Kevin's grip tightened around her, pulling her even closer as his face nuzzled into the crook of her neck. Isa placed a hand on the back of his head, her fingers threading through his hair as she planted soft kisses on his shoulders, slowly moving up to his neck. "Sabes, Kevin... podrías dejarme más marcas si quieres," she whispered against his skin, her breath hot against his ear. "No me molestaría para nada."

Isa placed one hand gently on Kevin's cheek, her thumb brushing over his skin as her other hand found its way to the back of his neck, her fingers threading through the soft hair at the nape. Her gaze flickered down to his lips, lingering there for a moment before rising to meet his eyes again. She leaned in slowly, just close enough to feel his warm breath mixing with hers, their lips almost touching. The tension between them was electric, the air thick with anticipation.

Kevin's eyes darkened, his desire evident as he stared at her lips, silently begging her to close the gap. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears. He was trying to be patient, to wait for her to make the first move, but the way she was teasing him was driving him mad. Isa could feel the heat radiating from him, could sense the way his body was taut with need, and it made her smirk.

"¿Estás tan desesperado por un beso, mi amor?" she whispered, her voice sultry and teasing, the words rolling off her tongue like a sweet melody.

The effect of her words was immediate. Kevin's breath caught in his throat, his pulse quickening at the sound of her calling him "mi amor" again. It was like she had him wrapped around her finger, and she knew it. The way she used that endearment, so effortlessly, so intimately—it sent a thrill through him that he couldn't ignore. Isa was playing with him, and he was powerless to stop her. But deep down, he didn't want her to.