Vera In Love

Fourteen

"Happy new year!" Everyone in the foyer exclaimed as we all raised our glasses to the center.

The clink of glasses fill tía Rosa's foyer and living room. This year Nathan and I flew back to Napa Valley from Mexico to celebrate New Year at tía Rosa's vineyard. It was also an amazing opportunity for Nathan to meet Rosa's artistic friends.

While I was catching up with old friends, from across the room I watched as Nathan showed his portfolio of illustrations, portraits, and sketches of his own. Tía Rosa was doing an amazing job at presenting him to her artistic friends. He needed the exposure - fuck what Samuel said two months ago.

"You and Nathan are the youngest couple here," Anita comments. "You bring out the juventud tonight. How's your family in Mexico?"

"Thanks amiga. La familia is spending it well over there."

Anita takes another glass of champagne. "You should come visit me in Paris in the summer. Pedro and I have a cottage in the country and oh, the summer is grand there."

I giggle. "I'll think about it."

Feeling two strong arms wrap around me, Nathan rests his chin on my exposed shoulder. Anita takes her leave to find her husband. I turn in his arms and give him a New Year's kiss. Nathan hums against our lips. His hands sliding down to give my butt a quick squeeze. I take his bottom lip inbetween my pull and tug at them. Nathan swiftly starts to untie the thin string from the back of my dress.

"How about we continue at the guest room?" He whispers below my ear - tugging the lobe before his tongue slid a wet trail down my neck.

I give his growing bulge a tight squeeze as a response. Nathan smirks devilishly as he takes my hand, walk up the grand staircase, and into our guestroom.

Nathan unties me from the headboard, rubbing my wrists from the redness. God, we just did the abnormal in my tia's house. While the company was still at party mode downstairs, Nathan and I - we were in heaven. Gertrude brought up a tray of cheese, chocolate, and berries - also sparkling wine - and in the nude we fed each other.

"I feel a little spoiled whenever I'm with your family," Nathan comments.

He lays on his side - hand propped to support his head. I laid on my stomach next to him. Nathan moves my messy curls and lets his hand trace the outline of my curves.

"They love you Nathan. Because you make me happy."

"Do I?" He questions.

I hide a smile. "Of course. Four months ago, I never imagined to share my life with someone. Every guy I had blind dates with thought I was too headstrong and passionate."

Nathan pulls me closer. "That what happens when you do blind dates with white guys."

I laugh out loud. "Then that day when you picked up my pencil case. God, I can't believe a guy like you exists."

"What can I say? The gods took time to create me."

"Shush. God, you're so perfect," I boasted.

I straddle his lap and bent over leaving quick kisses around his face. I spoke inbetween about the features and facts I love about him. Nathan's tight grip holds my waist as he rocks me back and forth. I bring his erection from under me and pump him slowly.

"Vera," he groans.

I reach for the silk ribbon. I cover Nathan's eyes and use the others to tie his hands on the headboard. Nathan inhales a shaky breath.

"Shall we do round nine?" I whisper hotly in his ear.