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Chapter Twelve
Hector stumbled back as Steph pulled back to take a breath. She watched him closely, looking for any signs of distress, regret or even desire. Or even if that kiss affected him at all.
Judging by the smoldering look in his dark brown eyes, Steph was sure he was affected, very affected. She licked her lips and swallowed the lump of lust in her throat.
"Um…" She didn't know what to say.
Hector groaned in pain. "I need to sit down" He stated before gingerly sitting down in the nearest chair. He tried to hide the fact that he was holding his erection in his hands, but he failed if the wide eye look of amazement on Steph's face was to go by. "Fuck." He whispered, looking down at his lap.
"Hector?"
He looked up at the sound of her scared and shaky voice. He tried to smile but the pain in his… um… yeah… It made his smile more of a grimace.
"Are you okay?" She asked hesitantly.
"I'm fine." He hissed through clenched teeth. He was used to erections. Hell, he even knew what blue balls felt like but this was fucking pathetic. The pain in his dick was overwhelming.
Steph frowned. "You don't seem fine." She pointed out, not completely understanding.
He met her curious blue eyes. "You want blunt?"
She nodded quickly.
"I'm hard as fucking nails, Florecita and it's very fucking painful."
"Oh…" She should know this. It wasn't like she was a virgin, but this was Hector and… she wanted to please him.
And damn it, she really wanted him too.
Bad.
"I want you too, Stephanie. Bad." He echoed her words. "But you're not ready for that. Fuck, you're not ready for me. For what I bring to the bedroom."
Steph clenched her thighs and moaned, leaning against the countertop in the kitchen. She wasn't ready for sex. Not with Hector, not with anyone. But that didn't stop her from wanting him.
"Stephanie, please stop." Hector ordered, clearly still in pain.
"Stop what?" She squeaked.
"Biting that lip. If you don't stop, I'm gonna bite it for you." He growled.
She let go of her lip. She didn't even realize she had been biting it.
After a few minutes of silence, Hector spoke up. "Steph, baby, you're too fucking quiet." Hector's erection was finally going away and his focus was now fully on her and how she wasn't talking.
Steph looked up to find Hector directly in front of her. Damn, he was stealthy. She hadn't even heard him move. He took her face between his palms and brushed his mouth against hers.
"I want you." She gasped.
Hector chuckled. "I want you too."
Steph shook her head. "I can't believe I want you."
Hector laughed. "Should I be insulted?" He teased, his eyes dancing with mirth.
Steph rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant." She pouted, not sure how to word it.
"Steph, you're afraid of what you're feeling." He stated.
She nodded slowly. She was glad he understood. "What if it's just you because we're spending so much time together and because I'm comfortable with you? What if it has nothing to do with attraction? How do I know if its just you or if maybe another man..." She whimpered.
Hector's blood began to boil at the thought of Steph touching another man or another man's hands on her. "I'm not giving you permission to go out with another man." He barked.
Steph's eyes widened. "Permission?" She questioned, getting a little pissed off.
Hector took a deep breath. He needed to calm down. He didn't need or want her kicking his ass out.
"You thinking because you're comfortable with me, you're attracted to me. Right?"
Steph shrugged. "Maybe."
He held eye contact, shaking his head. "There's chemistry between us, Florecita. Strong ass fucking chemistry. It's not because you're comfortable around me or because you feel safe with me. It's because you fucking want me." He tapped his chest twice and repeated for good measure. "Me." He stressed it.
Steph nodded. "I don't want anyone else…" She nibbled her bottom lip. "But you." She knew this. She wanted him. More than she's ever wanted anyone in her life. including Ranger and that scared her.
Hector blinked, taken back by her reply. He wasn't expecting that but he was sure she hadn't meant to say that out loud so I didn't comment. He nodded. "You want me." He assured himself and her.
"I just want you." She repeated.
He grinned. "And I want you." He returned.
"But not yet?" She half questioned, half stated.
Hector's grin widened. "No not yet. You're not ready." He gently told her.
She knew this.
"For you."
Hector shook his head. "What?"
"You said I wasn't ready for you." She pointed out.
Hector slowly nodded, taking a deep breath. "Right. You're not ready to take our relationship to the next level."
Steph tried to raise one eyebrow but succeeded in making Hector laugh as both brows went a little crazy which only made her scowl.
"Why am I not ready for you?"
Hector coughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Steph, I'm not sure if you're ready to hear that."
"Hear what?" She egged on, curious as hell.
"Well…" He tightened his arms around her, keeping her close. "You know how Ranger likes control?" He asked cautiously.
Steph nodded. "Yeeeaahhh." She dragged out.
"I like… no I need complete control in the bedroom." He admitted, watching her reaction closely.
Her blue eyes went wide as dinner plates and she licked her lips.
Hector groaned and adjusted his once again growing erection. Everything she did, turned him on.
"I've heard about that."
"About what?" He asked, focusing on her.
Now she looked embarrassed. "About dominating in the bedroom."
"There's a little more to it, but what did you think?" He questioned, now the curious one.
She shrugged. "It seems hot…" She hesitated. "But I ain't doing no butt stuff."
Hector threw his head back and laughed. He couldn't help it but when Steph started glaring at him he quickly tried to somber up, taking a ridge Steph back in his arms. He kissed her forehead.
"No butt stuff, Florecita. It's not about my pleasure. It's about yours. It's about giving you pleasure. And giving you pleasure, gives me mine."
"Oh."
Hector smiled softly. "Yeah. Oh."
"That's kind of hot." Steph commented.
Hector growled his agreement. "I agree completely. I fantasy about tying you to my bed and licking every inch of you until you scream my name." Hector's eyes glazed over at the thought and once again, he was hard.
"Tied up?" She squeaked, her eyes filled with lust and wariness.
Hector shook his head clear of that image and gave Steph his eyes.
"That's why you aren't ready."
Her eyes narrowed. "You are not tying me up." She declared forcefully.
Hector chuckled, pulling her close against his body. "Oh I will. Just not at first. For now, you're not ready for sex at all, but as for us, most definitely not. My dominate side comes out no matter what I do because it's who I am."
"I don't want to be tied up, Hector."
He brushed their lips and tightened his hold on her. "How about we discuss this later. Like when you're ready to take our relationship to that level."
Steph nodded. "Okay, but can we make out now?" She questioned eagerly.
Hector growled loudly. "Fuck yes." He replied before his mouth fervently claimed hers.
