Through You (The Hidalgo Brothers Book 2)

ARTEMIS

Get a grip, Artemis.

I need to scold myself when I see her on my bed wearing the uniform I’ve fantasized about on more occasions than I care to admit.

She stands up and gives me a naughty smile. She’s so fucking sexy. I hold my fists clenched to my sides to prevent myself from jumping her like a brute. Claudia moves closer and stops right in front of me. She reaches out to grab my tie, and bites her lip before she speaks.

“Are you tired, sir?” I’m only able to nod, and her smile widens. “What can I do to help you relax?”

She pulls me by my tie and guides me to the bed, then pushes me down gently until I land sitting on the mattress. She stands in front of me. My eyes travel to her legs and move up to the tops of her stockings. I reach out to touch them but she slaps my hands off.

“No. I’m the one in control now, sir.”

“Okay,” I breathe.

She first removes my tie, then my suit jacket. She bends down to unbutton my shirt, granting me a perfect view of the valley between her breasts, and I lick my lips. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this woman standing before me, but I’m not complaining. I’m already hard and she’s only removed a few pieces of clothing. Her slow movements and the sensual way she’s doing everything are driving me crazy. I pay attention to every detail about her uniform, her skin, and every curve and swell of her body.

I’m left in my boxers after she takes off my shoes and pants.

She picks up my clothes and places them on the chair next to my bed. She bends on purpose, allowing me to see the skimpy black underwear she’s wearing under her short skirt. I feel like I’m going to burst.

“Claudia . . .” I’m not sure if she can hear the desperation in my voice, but I try nevertheless. She straightens and is once again standing in front of me.

“What would you like, sir?”

“You.”

“Oh, would sir like to touch me?” She takes my hand and guides it to her breasts, letting me brush against them for a brief moment, which feels heavenly until she removes it. I protest with a grunt. She brings my hand down between her legs, and I can feel through her stockings that she’s wet. A sigh escapes my lips.

“Would sir like to fuck me?”

Before I can say anything, she moves my hand away and pushes on my chest, forcing me to lie back. She brings her legs on either side of my hips and straddles me. I’m dying to touch her, to ravage her from head to toe. But this time she’s in control, and I restrain myself. However, I don’t know much longer I can hold back. She leans forward and fixes her eyes on mine. Then she tilts her head, gets closer to my mouth, and moves in for a kiss.

I groan when I kiss her back desperately and urgently. I’m starving for her and brimming with desire. Our breathing becomes faster. We kiss with passion and urgency. It’s the kind of kiss that can only happen in the privacy of my room, and not in public.

She starts to gyrate on me, and I stifle a groan in response to the sensation of her inner thigh and crotch rubbing on me. I raise my hands in an attempt to touch her but she grabs them and brings them down, taking her mouth off mine.

“No, sir.”

“I’m on the verge.”

She sits up straight on top of me, then runs her hands over my chest and down to my abdomen.

“You are very sexy, Artemis Hidalgo.”

“Thank you. You’re beyond sexy, and I’m two seconds away from losing my self-restraint and fucking you senseless.”

“It’s too bad I’m in charge. Right, sir?” She begins to undo the top buttons of her uniform and I stop breathing. It feels hot in here.

With each button she releases, she reveals more of her breasts.

She stops at her waist and opens the shirt of her uniform, presenting beautiful breasts contained in a black bra that brings out the color of her skin.

She is beautiful, and she knows it. The confidence she exudes as she puts her body on display is thrilling. There is no hesitation, no shame, just power and self-confidence in her gestures and expressions. She takes my hands and puts them on her breasts, allowing me to give them a light squeeze that fuels my desire even more. Though I’m having a hard time tolerating this slow torture, I trust our coupling will be even more explosive once it finally happens. She keeps moving on top of me while I caress her breasts. She bites her lower lip and moans softly. I can feel the heat from her crotch. I can only imagine how wet she must be and how good it will feel when I finally penetrate her.

“You are so hard, sir.” Her voice is fueled by desire, and lights my whole body on fire.

My member becomes harder when she pulls down the straps of her bra and bares her breasts to me. My hands make direct contact, and I groan in response to the sensation. My thumbs start working on her pert nipples, making her throw her head back and eliciting a much louder moan. Her swiveling movements on my lap are becoming more rapid and unruly.

“Claudia, I don’t think I can take it anymore, I—”

She puts her finger to my lips. “Silence.”

She removes my hands from her breasts and stands up. She pulls her undergarments down and steps out of them. She keeps her skirt on and grabs the elastic band of my boxers. She takes them off and exposes me to her.

She straddles me one more time. And the skin-to-warm-skin contact prompts me to grab hold of her hips to anchor me, praying I can control myself.

“Ah, Claudia.”

She uses her wetness to lubricate her grinding movements, forward and backward. My grip on her hips tightens. I need to be inside her now. Not having control is driving me crazy.

“I want you inside me, sir,” she whispers and slides slightly off me. I hold my breath as I watch her guide my member toward her entrance. “Ah.” She moans, and I close my eyes as she completely encases me. She feels warm, soft, and wet inside; the sensation leaves me speechless.

This feels like fucking paradise.

Claudia slowly gyrates, tantalizing me and intensifying the sensation and my arousal. Her moans match the rhythm of her movements. The torture she’s put me through is close to taking its toll and I may just come from all of this. But I fight hard to suppress the urge to lose myself.

“God, this is unbelievable,” I murmur. She leans forward, and her breasts are dangerously close to my face. I don’t hesitate and proceed to ravage them. I lick them, kiss them, and suck on them.

The way she’s shuddering is a clear sign that she’s enjoying it.

“Yes. Artemis. God.” She’s lost control and her movements have picked up the pace. The sound created by the friction of our intimate parts echoes throughout the room, and it intermingles with loud moans of pleasure. “I’m going . . . to . . . Oh, god.”

I can tell she’s close to reaching orgasm and I kiss her. I move my hands down to her ass and squeeze it. I jerk my hips upward, burying myself deeper inside her. Claudia gasps into my mouth.

She shudders and trembles. She’s lost in the throes of her impending orgasm and I feel her pulsations on my member. She’s getting wetter, and I know I won’t be able to hold back much longer.

Her pace becomes fierce, and the sound of our bodies coming together gets even louder and more primal.

“Ohh, Claudia. I’m going to come if you keep moving like that,” I admit, doubting my ability to resist the urge.

“Do it. I want to feel it.” The warmth coming from her rapid breaths is driving me crazy. “Artemis, I want to feel you come inside me.”

And that’s all I need to hear to reach my climax. I tighten my grip on her ass, moan, and let myself go. Claudia drops on top of me and our breathing is ragged. I can feel her heart erratically beating, much like mine. She peels herself off me, and falls to my side. We lie on our backs, stare at the ceiling, and try to recover the ability to speak following the most incredible sexual encounter. My hand finds hers and gives it a light squeeze. I try to find a compliment that will do justice to how amazing this was, but my mind fails me.

“I may just take control more often.” She breaks the silence, and I turn to look at her.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“As many times as you want.”

She smiles at me. The dim yellow light coming from the candles illuminates her bare skin, and I’m moved by the need to repeat the words again.

I love you.

But I hold back. I don’t want to put her on the spot. The last thing I want is to make her feel uncomfortable. Seeing her lying here naked next to me, with a bright smile that lights up her face, makes me realize how much I love everything about her. What began as affection between children who protected and looked after each other has evolved into a growing attraction that has culminated in the feelings I have for her today. Feelings so overwhelming they terrify me.

“What are you thinking about?” she asks, as her hand cups my cheek.

How much you mean to me. That I love you, and I’d like to shout it from the mountaintops. And that the intensity of what I’m feeling frightens me.

“What do you think?” I conceal my thoughts with a provocative smile.

She laughs, and I stare at her like a fool in love.

“I guess sir enjoyed his surprise.” She winks at me.

“Call me sir again, and I’ll screw you again.”

“Oh, I’m scared!” she teases me, and I climb on top of her.

Our warm, naked bodies fit each other to perfection.

“You should be afraid of me,” I tell her before kissing her softly, enjoying the taste of her lips and slowly savoring the way they feel. Claudia takes my lower lip between her teeth and smiles.

“I’m terrified.”

I keep kissing her. The rubbing of our wet lips intensifies little by little. Her breathing accelerates. I rest one hand on the mattress while I caress her breasts with the other.

“Artemis.” She moans against my lips, and I know I’ve got her where I want her.

“Spread your legs for sir,” I order, teasing her.

She obeys, and gives herself to me all over again with unbridled passion. And though she still hasn’t said she loves me, I feel love in every kiss, in each caress, in every glance—and that’s more than enough.