Free Summer Nights by Christin Lovell

you really love someone this
quickly? Was it even possible? My heart gushed, my chest tightened.
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to mine. I’d never felt
such a powerful connection. I never wanted to hold someone so tight
and never let go, but I did now, with Cruz.
    CRUZ
    Damn. I’d never experienced anything so
intense, so raw and concentrated. I never understood what it meant
to be one with someone, until now. It felt like we’d fused our
souls together, and the emotions surfacing were
overwhelming.
    I gazed into her eyes and soaked up the
love reflecting back at me. It’d only been a day, but I knew it was
love. And I knew she was the one for me.
    She cupped my cheek. I leaned into her
touch, placing a kiss on her palm. She smiled, her eyes watering. I
wrapped my arms around her, pulling her sideways as I rolled onto
the bed beside her. Her hands pressed against my chest, against my
heart. I wanted to lay here with her forever. I wanted her to stay
with me forever.
    I ran my hands along her back, my mind
whirling at all that’d happened. I was the guy that laid ‘em and
left ‘em. I was the bachelor that never got attached. I was the one
who lived to work, not love. Tio had warned me. He’d always said my
day would come. I’d laughed him off dismissively; but damn, did my
day come.
    Summer kissed my chest, her soft breath
blowing in cadence against me. I bent and kissed the right side of
her head. She was mine now, and no woman of mine was going to be
subjected to abuse. I’d do whatever I had to ensure
that.
    SUMMER
    I rolled over and lazily stretched. My
muscles still ached from my overzealous activities the night
before; my pussy fragile and tender. I blinked my eyes a few times,
trying to clear my foggy mind. Kisses rained over me, bringing a
smile to my lips.
    “Buenos dias, mi
amor .” Cruz crawled up and over me, raising
himself above me on his elbows.
    He leaned in to kiss my lips, but I
blocked him with my hand. “I haven’t brushed my teeth
yet.”
    “Neither have I.” He kissed the back of
my hand.
    I laughed, playfully slapping his arm
with my free hand. “Stop. Just let me brush my teeth and then you
can kiss me.”
    He pretended to pout. “Next time, we
keep gum by the bed.”
    “Deal.” The moment I moved my hand to
leverage myself off the bed and out from under him, he stole a
kiss. The quick peck warmed me to my toes. I knew my cheeks were
red.
    “Good morning to you.” He
smirked.
    I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I
slid off the bed, out from beneath the covers and him. Reality
smacked me in the face when the air conditioning wafted over my
nakedness, goose pimples covering my skin.
    I reached for my grey t-shirt off the
floor, quickly pulling it over my head and into place. I glanced
back at the bed, frozen in place by the blatant desire in Cruz’s
eyes. His stare cemented my feet, the heat of his gaze shocked me.
I’d never been comfortable with my body, particularly my weight,
but he washed away every doubt I may have had about my
attractiveness. He made me feel like a beautiful seductress the way
his eyes followed me, and his cock stood at attention, full of
pride.
    I couldn’t believe my stomach growled
right then; the sound echoed through the room. I scrunched my face.
“Sorry.”
    He chuckled. “Your stomach just saved
you from my wrath.”
    “Wrath, for what?”
    “For being so sexy. Ay, mujer , you don’t
realize the beauty you own.” He licked his lips. “Did you bring a
bathing suit?”
    I thought about the deep teal tankini
Stella had talked me into yesterday. I always had to go that route
since my bottom half was a size larger than my top half; my waist
narrowed decently above my belly button. Too bad it wasn’t enough
to get rid of my mound of pudginess. The top half of the bathing
suit was a halter, making my breasts appear larger, which was why
it took some convincing for me to purchase it. The rouging across
the entire front of the bathing