Chapter 20

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''Are you coming with us for a drink?'' Jane asks as I put on my denim jacket over my dark blue button up shirt. Jane is my colleague and has been so for the past five months; she is a history teacher. I got the job as an English teacher at the school near where I live and I couldn't be more content with life right now. Also, Jane and I aren't only colleagues, but we got close to each already from my first day at the school. She was new to it all too; to the school, to the city, to the people..she didn't even have a boyfriend or anyone at all here. Now she has me and I have her and I can honestly call her my best friend. 

''I'm fine for today, all I want to do is go home and rest my feet. It's been a long day today, you have to admit that too'' I say laughing slowly, to which Jane nods smiling. It is Friday and the students barely even concentrate to anything in classes, making a fuss on how they just want to go home. To be honest, I understand them. I see myself as a cool teacher, because I can put myself in my students' places and try to see everything from their perspective. I understand them, I am a nice teacher but I know what I am doing - don't think I'm too friendly, but I am not the devil either. 

''Couldn't agree more, but-'' Jane gets interrupted by Matt, who knocks twice on the wooden door before coming in. 

''Am I interrupting anything?'' he says in his way too excited voice. Matt is the PE teacher, every student's favorite teacher-mostly the girls. He is well built, muscles and what not, he is quite tall, has messy light brown hair and some honestly beautiful hazel eyes, I have to admit. 

''No, we were just saying goodbye to each other for the weekend'' I say as I put my bag on my shoulder and grab my coat. 

''Oh come on, Y/N, you have to come with us. The drink's on me!'' he says with a wide smile and begging eyes. I know he fancies me, he has told Jade and she, of course, told me. 

I look at Jane who looks like she is about to burst into laughter. ''Sorry, not today. I am tired and I want to get home and rest as soon as possible'' I say. What I really mean is that I cannot wait to get home to Enrique and fuck the living shit out of him. I haven't seen him all week due to his three concerts in California. He is coming back tonight and I cannot wait to have him next to me and in me. 

I get home and take a warm shower, since my feet are always frozen at work, which is weird because it's always so warm outside. I put on my white lace bralette and panties to match it, then I cover it with a dark blue silk robe. 

When I feel like I cannot wait any longer and want to call Enrique, I hear the entrance door open and close. I smile and run directly into the arms of my lover, whom I missed more than I could imagine. My arms round his torso as he holds me tight, kissing my head. 

''Hey baby girl'' Enrique says against my hair. 

''Hi'' I say in a whisper, my face buried in his white shirt. God does he smell good!

''I counted the days until I got to see you'' he says now looking at me, examining my face. 

''Oh trust me, I have thought about you more than I think was possible. All day, all the time'' I say truthfully. We have been together for almost a year, but I still feel as in love as in the beginning, if not more. 

''You have? In what way, baby girl?'' he asks with a low, sexy voice. Jesus christ, this man can tell me anything and I'd get turned on immediately. 

''I have thought about you fucking me hard in every corner of this house'' I admit, feeling extremely turned on just at the thought of his length in me. I am also sure that by now, his pants are getting tighter and tighter. 

''Oh fucking hell, you're killing me right now'' he says, biting his lip as his eyes examine me from head to toe, lust written on his face. 

I grab his hand and lead him to the nearest chair which happens to be one next to the island in our kitchen. He grabs my hips and pulls me between his legs as I stand, his lips reaching mine to kiss. One week without tasting these sweet lips definitely felt like one year. 

''Fuck'' Enrique whispers as I he grabs roughly both of my butt cheeks. I take a few steps back so he can have view of my whole curvy body.  I take off my silk robe and leave it fall down to the ice marble floor as I watch Enrique take in the sight of my big breasts being held tight by the beautiful lace. My nipples are hard and visible through the thin fabric. At the sight, Enrique adjusts the collar of his white shirt, obviously getting warm. 

He watches me with eyes dark and full of lust, eyeing me from head to toe. He wants me and I love teasing him. I decide to play with the lace on my boobs, running my fingers on it, all while looking my lover in the eyes. I can see his pants are close to exploding. As I reach for the back of my bralette to take it off, Enrique stand and says ''I wanna do it''. I smirk and nod. 

As soon as my bralette is off, he admires my boobs as if he's never seen them before. He rubs his thumbs on my nipples, gasping slowly at the hardness. I can feel his heavy breath against my skin and I want him as much as he wants me. Suddenly he picks me up and puts me on the kitchen island, caressing my tights with warm fingers. As his thumb brushes slowly the edge of my core, I take in a sharp breath, wanting more. ''Please'' I say, craving his fingers inside my panties. 

''What is it baby girl?'' he asks with a dirty smirk on his face. Fuck, he is so hot. 

''I want you now'' I say almost in a whisper, feeling my insides on fire. 

''You want me to fuck you now, love?'' He asks and I nod, as he puts his thumb half in my mouth, which is easily suck and gently bite on. 

''What's that, baby girl? I didn't quite catch that'' he asks again. I try to let out a ''Yes, fuck me now'', it being hard having a thumb in my mouth. 

He then takes his index and middles fingers and makes me suck on them, before he reaches for my core with the same fingers. 

''Fuck, you're so ready for me'' Enrique says as he rubs the wet lips between my legs. I moan as I close my eyes and let my head fall back in pleasure. Too soon I feel his fingers leave my insides as they reach his mouth to taste my juices, which makes me go insane. 

He takes off his clothes in front of me, slowly, to tease me. ''Papí, fuck'' I say between my teeth as the sight of his body naked in front of me makes me want to start touching myself. His length is throbbing and is obvious more than ready for me. 

''Say again, baby girl?'' he says dominantly, coming closer to me, opening my legs and standing in between them, his erection one millimeter from my entrance. I'm speechless as desire and lust have taken over me long time ago. 

I'm gonna take you hard on this table, baby, until you won't be able to walk straight. You want that, love?'' he purrs in my ear as he teases me with the tip of his hard and warm penis. 

''Sí papí'' I say, not being able to wait anymore and I push myself into his tip, it entering me a few centimeters. I blush at my impatience and he gives me a kiss on the forehead before entering me fully. I let out a moan, feeling pleasure mixed with a bit of pain, as his penis is large. 

As he feels my insides start to tighten, announcing an orgasm coming, he takes himself out of me and leans down, kissing the skin around my core. I love teasing, but this man is killing me right now. As soon as his warm tongue meets my clitoris, I let my upper body fall back as my fingers try to reach for the edges of the table to hold tight. 

He licks my core up and down slowly, just the way I like it and sucks on the meaty lips as if it's his favorite meal. Which maybe it, hey. I feel it coming, my insides burning. I tangle my fingers in his hair, to which he groans sexily and I scream in pleasure as I orgasm on his tongue. 

As I try to catch my breath, I feel Enrique enter me again, thrusting slowly but roughly, holding the back of my neck as he looks me in the eyes. He groans and moans against my mouth before he fills me up with warm juices. 

He helps me off the table, then he leads me to the bathroom, where we take the longest bubble bath in our lives. 

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