“Alejandro, your mother is in the kitchen.” She meant for her voice to be firm, but it came out in a breathless tone.
“You keep on pointing that out like it’s supposed to mean something” Alejandra hummed.
“It’s supposed to. What if shees out and sees us like this?” She yelled silently
His nonchnce made her curse under her b
her breath. He was shameless; she was not.
Thest thing she needed was Marceline catching her in such apromising position.
“You <b>are </b>the…she started to speak, but a sharp intake of breath left her instead as Alejandro cupped her through her underwear, doining the fire that had been burning through her skin.
“You’re soaked, Cabezota, Alejandro grinned. “Does the prospect of getting caught turn you on?”
Fuck, his words weren’t doing anything to help her calm down, “N–no.” Niver managed to say
“Hmm, let’s find out, shall we?” As soon as the words were out of Alejandro, she felt her underwear slide down her legs.
How the fuck had he managed to remove it without her even noticing in the first <b>ce</b>?
“You like this, don’t you?” Alejandro probed as he brushed his fingers against the <b>inside </b>of her thigh, which caused Nivera to shudder.
Once again, he didn’t n for this to happen, but there was just something about that nightgown Nivera had changed into that drove him on <b>edge</b>.
Each day without getting a proper release was hell, and he found it increasingly hard to stay away from Nivera
Besides, why should he? He didn’t hate her like before, and she wasn’t unattractive.
Heck, she <b>was </b>the most attractive woman he had everid eyes upon, and the fact that Nivera responded <b>positively </b>to his body only made matters
if she had truly asked him to stop, then he would have; no questions asked. He wasn’t like those bastards who would force themselves on a woman.
“The fact that you’re under my control, the fact that I get to do this with you,” he circled her clit, which made her back <b>arch </b>
“N–no,” Nivera replied breathlessly.
“No!” He tilted his head.
Nivera opened her mouth to speak, <b>but </b>that n flew out the window when he increased his <b>speed</b><b>, </b><b>causing </b>her to <b>forget </b>everything but his touch.
<b>“</b>Last time, I tasted you indirectly; this time, I’m going to taste you straight from the source.” She heard him say, and before she could process his words,
his mouth <b>reced </b>his fingers.
“Ah!” Her hand flow <b>over </b>her mouth to stop herself from moaning loudly, while the other went straight into his hair, gripping it tightly.
“<b>Alejandro</b>” She bucked off the table in a bid to <b>escape </b>the sensations that took over her body, but one hand gripped her thigh while the other slid under her dress and pinched her ripple, which elicited another moan.
“Fuck, you taste even sweeter than I remember,” he hums against <b>her </b>clit, the rumble of his voice <b>creating </b>a different type of friction
<b>Was </b><b>it </b><b>always </b>supposed to feel like this? She <b>wondered</b>, as the rest didn’tpare to Alejandro’s ministrations.
He made her feel a pleasure she didn’t think was possible.
And as soon as the words were out of his mouth, his tongue plunged in and out of her with a maddening ferocity.
“Fuck, you taste like heaven, and I could happily die right here.”
Those words were hes undoing, as a cry escaped from her throat just as she fell apart.
However, Alejandro didn’t stop sucking, making sure to lick everyst drop, and as soon as he was done, he retreated.
Nivers couldn’t breathe.
Not properly. Not the way someone should breathe alter what just happened.
Her heart was still trying to settle back into her chest, but it beat wildly like a drum against her ribs.
Her legs were weak, and her hands trembled, still clinging to the edge of the table where the sat, trying toe back to herself
Alejandro, on the other hand, looked positively unfazed. The <b>bastard </b>looked maddeninglyposed. Calm. Not a strand of his hair <b>out </b><b>of </b><b>ce</b>, not a breath short.
He stood just a step away now, arms crossed, like he hadn’t just made her unravel inplete silence with his mouth and hands.
His eyes raked over her slowly, a satisfied smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he watched her try to gather the pieces of herself.
She hated that he looked so calm. <b>Worse</b>, she hated how every nerve in her body still sparked from the contact.
Every inch of her skin remembered the way he touched her, the way he whispered things he had no right to say.
But what scared her the most wasn’t the pleasure. It was the way her body st leaned toward him, desperate for more.
She cursed under her breath and tried to shift off the table without stumbling. Her knees buckled slightly, but she gritted her teeth and steadied herself, pulling her dress back down as discreetly as she could manage.
Alejandro hadn’t moved.
“You’re staring,” she hissed under her breath, not daring to <b>raise </b>her voice.
“You’re glowing.” he replied just as low. “It’s a little hard not to
“Asshole.”
His <b>smirk </b>widened. “You weren’t calling me that five minutes <b>ago</b>.
She opened her mouth to shoot something back, but then–she heard footsteps.
Her eyes widened.
Without another word, she moved quickly, grabbing a napkin to dab her flushed cheeks and adjusting her nightgown in a way that made her look hall put together.
Alejandro, ever the devil, stepped away from the table just as Marceline stepped back into the room, drying her hands on a towel. She paused when she saw Nivera, her brows gently furrowing
“Oh,” the older woman blinked. “Everything alright?”
Nivera’s back stiffened, “Yes–yes. Everything’s fine.”
Marceline’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly. “You look… flushed.”
Chaplet 85
Alejandro strolled toward the fridge like nothing had happened. “She gets that way when she’s nervouK”
Nivera turned sharply toward him and shot him a re, if looks could ki, Alejandro Garcia would’ve dropped dead on the behes
““I’m just fired,” Nivera added. “Long day”
Mejandro coughed into his fist. “Yeah. Long day”
She elbowed him without even looking
Marceline looked between them for a moment longer, clearly picking up on something.
“Why don’t you head up and rest? I’m sure Alejandro won’t mind helping his mother finish up
“Oh, I absolutely mind.” Alejandro said with mock seriousness, which earned him another re from Nivers.
“I just… Niera cleared her throat and pointed toward the archway. “Head out now. Thank you for the dinner, Marceline. <b>… </b>lovely.”
The older woman gave her a knowing smile. “The pleasure was mine.”
Alejandro watched Nivers <b>walk </b>away<b>. </b><b>No</b><b>, </b>stalk away–quick steps, barely contained frustration, shoulders tense.
Just as she reached the hallway, she paused and turned slightly to nce at him.
He winked, to which she flipped him off, causing <b>his </b>eyes to narrow.
Perfect.
Marceline turned to him slowly, one eyebrow <b>raised</b>. “What was that about?”
He picked up a ss of water, <b>casually </b>sipping like nothing had happened<b>. </b>“She’s dramatic and sensitive.”
“Mm–hmm,” his mother said, unconvinced. “She looked like someone who had <b>just </b>sprinted a marathon<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“She probably did,” Alejandro replied under his breath, then gave her a crooked smile
“She’s a handful,” he said after a beat, sipping the water.
“Mm–hmm. And I assume you’re notining about it”
Alejandro tilted his <b>head</b>. “She makes things… Interesting.”
“She makes you different,” Marceline remarked. “Youugh more around her.”
<bugh </b>all the time.”
“You smirk. It’s not the same.”
He stayed quiet, watching her.
“Do you love <b>her</b>?” She asked gently, not turning to face him.
Alejandro sighed, ncing at the ceiling “is that really something I should talk about with you?”
“I’m your mother.”
He chuckled. “That’s exctly why I shouldn’L”
Marceline shook her head. “It’s okay if you do, you know, love her.”
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never said I didn’t”
“Ah. So you do.”
“I didn’t say that either”
She gave him a look over her shoulder, and he sighed again
“She’s not like the others,” he said finally. “She doesn’t need anything from me. Not really. And when she does need something, she acts like the doesn’t.”
<b>“</b><b>She’s </b>wonderful.”
<b>“</b>She’s infuriating.”
“But you like that.”
“Yeah,” he admitted. “I do.”
Marceline smiled to herself. “You’ve been through so much, Alejandro. You never let anyone close enough to hurt you again. But this girl… She’s already inside the walls, isn’t she?<b>” </b>
He didn’t answer that, as he didn’t know what to say to that.
“Go to bed,” she said gently. “I can finish cleaning this <b>up</b><b>.</b>”
“I’ll help.”
“I said go. You’ve had a long <b>day</b><b>.</b>”
He hesitated, then nodded<b>. </b>
As he walked past her, she caught his wrist briefly.
“You deserve good things, my son,” she said quietly. “Let yourself have them.”
No, he didn’t, but his mother didn’t need to know that.
He squeezed her hand once, then let go and made his way out.
The hallway was quiet again
He passed Nivera’s room without intending to stop, but his fingers brushed the doorknob instinctively
He wondered if Nivera was pacing <b>inside</b><b>, </b>fuming, trying to erase the memory of what he’d done, what they had done
Good luck with that.
He smirked to himself and continued down the <b>hall </b>to his room. A quiet peace settled over him–notplete, but enough.
He undressed slowly, tossing his shirt across the chair in the corner.
The mansion outside his room was silent, but the echoes ofughter, the hum of conversation, and that desperate little sound Niver made when she bit her lip to keep from moaning–it all lingered in his head like a favourite song stuck on repeat/
He stretched, cracked his neck, and slid into bed.
The sheets were cool. The pillow smelt faintly of cedar andundry soap
But underneath that, he swore he could still smell her,
Tomorrow <b>would </b>bring questions. Guilt, maybe. Probably.
But tonight? Tonight, Alejandro slept with a wicked little smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
Because despite her protests, her <b>res</b>, and that ridiculously flushed face….
She hadn’t told him to stop.
<b>And </b>now that he had a taste, there was nothing that would stop him from going back for more.
“Get ready, Nivera. I’m going to fully have you.”