WHAT TIME IS IT?
On the drive to his home, Pedro’s hand found its way to your thigh again, his fingers grazing your bare skin as he slowly pushed your dress higher. His touch lingered, teasingly brushing along your inner thigh, making it harder to focus on anything but him. You silently prayed he couldn’t sense how wet you already were, but the way his fingers moved—slow, deliberate, confident—told you he knew exactly the effect he had on you.
When you finally arrived at his stunning home, you were buzzing with anticipation. Pedro opened your car door with an easy smile, offering his hand to help you out. His touch sent another jolt through you as he guided you inside. The house was breathtaking, just as you imagined: elegant yet personal, filled with beautiful artwork and a warmth that felt uniquely him.
“Take a seat while I grab us something to drink,” he said, motioning to the plush couch in his living room. “What would you like?”
“I’ll take a tequila on the rocks, reposado if you have it,” you replied.
His brow arched in surprise before he chuckled. “That’s a lot stronger than a cosmopolitan.”
“What can I say?” you teased.
Laughing, he walked over to the sleek bar across the room. You couldn’t help but admire how effortlessly attractive he looked, even while pouring drinks. Your eyes wandered to the large window overlooking his backyard, where a sparkling pool and panoramic view of LA stretched out before you.
When Pedro returned, he handed you a glass and sat down beside you—closer than you expected. You took a sip, savoring the smooth tequila as he casually lifted your leg onto his lap. The gesture was intimate and confident, making your pulse quicken. His fingers idly brushed against your skin, sending tiny shocks through your body as you tried to focus on the conversation.
“So,” he said, smirking, “I heard Boyd went out with your friend.”
You laughed softly, nodding. “Yeah, she said they had a great time.”
The way you both chuckled made it clear you were sharing the same thought. Pedro took a sip of his drink, his eyes fixed on you with a look that made your breath hitch. The heat between you was undeniable, and every glance, every brush of his hand against your leg, only amplified it.
He took a slow sip of his drink, lowering the glass as his intense gaze locked with yours. The air between you felt electric, charged with unspoken desire. He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was soft at first but quickly deepened. His tongue teased its way into your mouth, exploring you with a deliberate hunger that made your pulse race.
With your leg draped over his, you could feel him hardening beneath you, the sensation sending a shiver straight to your core. Your body reacted instinctively—you placed your drink on the coffee table, freeing your hands to cup his face, your fingers brushing against the scruff of his jaw.
The kiss intensified, his lips pressing firmly against yours as you both surrendered to the moment. Small whimpers escaped your lips with every breath you managed to take, and when he moaned softly into your mouth, the sound ignited something deep within you. Your body ached for him, the heat building between you almost unbearable as his hands roamed your waist, pulling you closer.
He gripped your waist firmly and guided you onto his lap, your legs straddling him as you felt the undeniable hardness pressing against your core. The movement caused your dress to bunch up around your waist, leaving your lace thong exposed. His hands slid from your hips to your ass, squeezing with a possessive hunger that made you gasp. The pressure sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, and you let out a soft groan as your body pressed closer to his.
His lips were insistent as they claimed yours again, then began a heated trail down your neck. Each kiss was interspersed with gentle nips, his teeth grazing your skin in a way that made your breath hitch. When he reached your shoulders, his hands shifted, leaving your curves to tug down the straps of your dress.
The fabric slipped down, baring your chest to him. He paused, pulling back just enough to drink in the sight of you. His dark eyes roamed over your body with reverence and desire, and he bit his lip before pulling you closer by the waist. His mouth found your breast, his tongue flicking over your sensitive skin before taking it fully into his mouth.
You gasped, your back arching into him as the pleasure consumed you. Each flick of his tongue and gentle suction sent sparks coursing through your body, making you groan softly as you tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.
Pedro pulled back for a moment, his lips still brushing against your skin, and his voice would come out low and gravelly, filled with desire.
"You’re so stunning... I can’t get enough of you," he’d murmur, his hands gripping your waist firmly as his eyes locked with yours. "You have no idea what you do to me."
His gaze would roam over you, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. "Tell me if I’m going too fast... but I don’t think I can hold back much longer."Pedro would pull back for a moment, his lips still brushing against your skin, and his voice would come out low and gravelly, filled with desire.
"You’re so stunning... I can’t get enough of you," he’d murmur, his hands gripping your waist firmly as his eyes locked with yours. "You have no idea what you do to me."
His gaze would roam over you, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. "Tell me if I’m going too fast... but I don’t think I can hold back much longer."
You didn’t want him to stop and his desire only fueled yours more. You needed him, all of him, and you needed it now.
You met his smoldering gaze, your breath coming in shallow gasps. "Don’t stop," you whispered, your voice barely above a plea. "I need you... all of you."
The way his eyes darkened at your words sent a jolt straight through you, his desire mirroring your own. He tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you even closer as a low growl escaped his lips.
"You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that," he said, his voice rough and laced with hunger. His lips crashed against yours, and any sense of restraint evaporated between you.
As his grip tightened around your waist, Pedro effortlessly stood, his strength leaving you breathless. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms clinging to his shoulders as he carried you with ease. His lips never left yours, kissing you with an intensity that made your head spin as he maneuvered through the house toward his bedroom.
When you reached the room, he laid you gently on the bed, his body hovering over yours. His hands guided your arms above your head, pinning them softly to the mattress as he pulled back to take you in. His eyes smoldered with desire as he began to tug at your dress, sliding it down your body with deliberate care.
The fabric pooled on the floor, leaving you in just your thong. Pedro knelt in front of you, his hands trailing reverently down your sides to your hips. His fingers hooked under the waistband of your thong, and he slowly began to peel it away, his eyes fixed on yours as he did.
As the last piece of fabric slipped down your legs, his lips followed the trail, kissing down your thigh. There you were, bare and vulnerable before him, his gaze drinking in every inch of you like you were the most exquisite thing he’d ever seen.
You looked up at him, breath ragged and body burning with need, your voice barely a whisper as you met his gaze. "I want you," you murmured, your tone thick with desire. "I’m yours... take me."
Your words were filled with raw longing, an invitation for him to finally claim the moment you had both had been craving.
Pedro's hands moved just as urgently as yours, his fingers working quickly to shed his clothes. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, then undid his belt with a quick, practiced motion. As his pants followed, he leaned down, his lips grazing your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
"I want you just as badly," he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with desire. His hands slid down your body, caressing your skin as he helped you remove the last pieces of his clothing. He took his time, savoring each moment, each breathless kiss, as your bodies grew closer and more exposed.
When you were both finally bare, he looked down at you with hunger and admiration, his eyes dark with passion. "You’re perfect," he said, his hands roaming back to your waist, ready to finally claim the moment.
He didn't hesitate, climbing on top of you as he spread your legs apart. Instantly taking advantage, he positioned himself between them and began sensually caressing your thigh with his hand. Anticipation built as his fingers danced teasingly close to your most sensitive spot. Your dripping wet pussy throbbed in anticipation. With a sudden burst of desire, he grabbed his rock-hard cock and rubbed its girthy tip against your wet opening.
Staring deeply into your eyes, he lifted your head and captured your lips in a passionate kiss. The kiss was filled with a raw carnal hunger that seemed to ignite a wildfire of lust between you. With one deep thrust, he sheathed himself entirely inside you, causing you to gasp in ecstasy. Every inch of him felt incredible, stretching and filling you completely. Your inner walls throbbed with pleasured as he began to move with hard, punishing strokes.
Intricate pleasure built with each and every pump, your moans of pleasure increasing in volume. "Pedro, fuck me harder," you begged breathily, desperately craving more. The Dirty talk spurred you on, lustfully crying out as he possessed you. Your nails dug into his back as your hips met his in a primal rhythm. The more explicit, the better.
You writhed beneath him, every stroke sending shivers of pure ecstasy coursing through your body. Your cries of ecstasy were inescapable, a symphony of lustful pleasure that only encouraged Pedro further. He quickly adapted to your needs, thrusting faster and harder to hit that perfect spot inside you.
"Fuck yes, you're mine," he growled out as he panted heavily against your neck. "I can feel you trembling and clenching around me. "I want to feel those tight little walls clenching and clapping around me as you scream my name. You're doing so goddamn good, baby. Fuck. Take it all, baby." He growled in your ear as he slammed into you with all his might. "Cum for me baby, that's it. Moan for me baby. I wanna hear you fucking scream my name as you come all over my cock."
His filthy words pushed you closer to the brink, an electric storm of ecstasy building in your core. "Yesss...Pedro… fuck me like that," you screamed wantonly, craving more of the delicious pain and passion he was providing.
His fingers dug into your hips, bruising as he pistoned his cock harder and faster into you. Pedro's dirty words were your only anchor to reality, as his sinful mouth muffled your begging pleads with stolen kisses. Your nails raked down his back, leaving red marks as your orgasm approached rapidly.
Just...fuck...yesss...don't stop, don't ever fucking stop! You're perfect...so big...oh god I'm gonna-" Your scream of pleasure was muffled by his demanding kiss, stars bursting behind your eyelids as you came undone in ecstasy. Pedro followed soon after with a loud shout of victory, covering your neck and chest with your combined release. In this moment, nothing existed but the two of you and the lust and passion consuming you.
He collapsed onto the bed beside you, his strong arms wrapping around your trembling body. Gently, he pulled the covers up around you and tucked a stray lock of hair behind your ear. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, a brief moment where a trail of warmth connected you both. “You’re amazing,” he whispered. “Pedro, you’re amazing,” you replied, curling your arms around him and resting your head on his chest. His fingers traced your arm slowly, tenderly.
As you gazed out the window, you noticed the first light of dawn breaking over the horizon. You hadn’t realized how much time had passed, but in that moment, it felt like an instant—a fleeting rush of desire you couldn’t quite shake. You craved more of him.
As sleep began to take over, you looked up at him once more. He kissed your forehead softly and whispered, “Good night, beautiful.” Then, with a final, contented sigh, you both drifted off into peaceful slumber.