Her Dog Days

✲ chapter sixteen ✲

"Goodnight prima!" Ricky says with his cute voice, hugging me on my waist. I smile and hug him back. "Goodnight primo." Ricky then turns to Aston and gives him a bigger hug, barely reaching his waist.

"Goodnight Aston!" Ricky says with such affection. Aston picks him up from the ground and gives him a tight squeeze. "Goodnight Ricky, I'll see you tomorrow." After one last hug, he lets Ricky go and he runs off to Tia Isa, who is unlocking the hotel room. She gives us a small wave and enters her room with Ricky and a drunk Tio Julio. My parents already entered their room since my dad was about to pee his pants and my cousins ran to their room to see who gets dibs on the shower first.

So now it's just me and Aston.

We both walk down the hall to my room, well, our room.

I pull out the keycard from my pocket and scan it on the doorknob, the red light turning green. The room was a little small since it was just supposed to be me staying in this room, so personal space won't be an option tonight. Aston drops his duffle bag on the couch and throws himself on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"I'm exhausted." He discloses as he extends his arms. I lay on the bed as well, on my side facing towards him. I nod, agreeing.

"Who gets the shower first?" I say, grazing my fingers over his chest, rubbing it over the slight sunburns formed on his skin.

"Do you take quick showers?" He asks, turning his gaze to me. I shake my head with a smile. "I take twenty-year showers."

"And I take twenty-second showers, so I'll go first."

Sure enough, after I unpacked my clothes and turned on the TV, he was already out of the shower, shirtless with black sweatpants and a towel around his neck. I quickly glance at his body and turn my attention back to the TV, not wanting to be a huge creep.

He doesn't seem to notice since he looks so exhausted and just flops on the bed, stomach first. His back is slightly red so I grab an aloe vera gel that I packed in my bag and squirt the cool green liquid on my hand.

I rub the aloe vera in circular motions, making sure that it's covering the red areas of his perfect back. He deeply moans in delight and I hear his breathing become a rhythmic beat, falling asleep. I stop rubbing his back and kiss his cheek, lingering my lips for a few seconds, then brushing my fingers through his wet hair, pushing it over. I silently walk over to the bathroom and take my shower, trying to be as quick as possible.

Once I'm out I noticed all the lights were off except the flashing images of the TV, and Aston under the sheets of the bed, watching. His arms were over his head, nicely tucked in. I carelessly threw my dirty clothes on my duffle bag and jump into bed, not wanting to waste a second.

I throw the white heavy sheets over me and snuggling into Aston's torso, my head and arms draped over him. He drops his right arm from above his head and uses it to brush my wet strands of hair, untangling it.

"You're so warm," I mumble, closing my eyes and engraving this moment in my mind. He shuts off the TV and lowers himself, laying on the same level as me. I open my eyes and untangle myself from him, laying on my side.

He rests a hand on my cheek and pulls himself forward, planting a soft and lazy kiss. I immediately respond with a little more effort, waking myself up a little bit. This wakes him up as well and he shuffles closer and hovers over me, caving me into his body. These kisses are long and slow, savoring every time we make contact.

I boldly wrap my hands around his arms, feeling the curves of his biceps. At my touch, he instantly tightens them, as if it was a natural reflex. As Aston's muscles tense up, his breath quickens, bringing his lips to my neck. I let out a delicate moan and caress his chest, feeling every part of him I've never felt.