Familia

33.Three special words *18+*

A/n: I've changed the story to mature. This is my first time writing a smut/sex scene. If you want to skip it starts when Carlos says "I Love you" and ends with Carlos saying "I think you took a piece of my soul with you."

Sofia's pov:

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"Mmh baby, you're phone is beeping," Carlos' voice murmurs as he wakes me. I groan as I roll over and stick my hand out to the bedside table and grab my phone. Upon seeing who was sending the messages, I put my phone back down with a sigh.

"What's wrong mi corazón?" Carlos says while pulling me back into his arms. The warmth from his body against mine causes me to relax.

"Nothing," I say dismissively.

"It's not nothing," he says while running his fingers under my shirt to caress up and down my naked spine. "Something has been bothering you the last couple days. You were okay when we were in Majorca but all of the sudden when we got to Italy, you've been in your head a little more."

"Ugh, you're so good at noticing things," I say kissing his jaw. "Okay, when Bea, Davi and I went to visit my papaẽ in Rio, my ex, Bea's father, messaged me. I told him that he didn't get to call himself her father since he dumped me upon learning I was pregnant and he can get lost. But now he's been messaging me about wanting to meet Bee and it's stressing me out."

After telling him my troubles, it takes Carlos a minute to respond.

"Would it be so bad to have them at least meet? He's still her father. I'm not saying jump head first into letting him be a part of her life but having them meet can help you and him get closure on your relationship." He says while pulling me on top of him to look me in the eyes. "And you can take control of this by putting down boundaries and controlling the pace at which this goes. And if it doesn't work out then at least you two tried."

"Mmh, but what if after they meet, he wants to take her from me?" I say tearing up making him sit up and pull me into his lap, so we are chest to chest. Once sitting he gently grabs my face to make me focus on him.

"Then you fucking fight for her," he says seriously. "You fight for her because you have been the only parent in her life since the beginning. You were the one that witnessed every first for her. From her first breath to her first step to her first day of school. You were there, not him. He was not there because he gave that up day one. He was not there for any of the ultrasounds. He was not there when you needed him most. He gave that up. So you fight for Beatriz and yourself."

By the time he's finished, there are tears rolling down my face. I can't find any words to express what him saying that means to me so I surge forward and press his mouth in mine.

"I love you." I say when we separate. Upon hearing those words his face lights up and he pulls me by my waist back into another kiss. I melt into him as he pours his love into the kiss.

*warning 18+ starts*

"And I love you baby," he says when we pull apart making me smile and wrap my arms around his neck to bring him back to me. The kisses turn passionate as he runs his hands up my legs and up my back lifting the sleep shirt up. We pull apart for him to pull my top up and over my head. He tosses the shirt off to the side and runs his hands up my back and around my ribcage to cup my breasts, pulling and kneading at the flesh.

"You're so beautiful," he says pulling me back into a kiss that leaves me breathless. I gasp for breath as he kisses down my neck, sucking and licking at spots that cause me to rock my hips back and forth on his lap. I let out a moan as he lays us down and covers me with his body, his body rocking into mine letting me feel how hard he is. I gasp sharply as he takes my breast in his mouth. My hands flying to his hair to keep him in place as I moan and gasp as he keeps up the heavenly torture of my nipple before switching to the other breast to continue his worship of my body.