Chicken III
Camila's POV
I've gone to the bathroom a total of five times in the last hour. Each time I walk in there I get flustered and my insecurities start eating me alive. So much so that I end up walking into the bathroom and then walking right back out of the room all together. Bypassing Alejandro and not saying a word.
And this time is no different. I walk into his room and Alejandro looks up from his desk- a brow raises like he's waiting for me to say something.
Only when I meet his eye all I can think about is the way he was staring at me yesterday while he said the filthiest things to me.
I make a move to walk past him to get to the bathroom but he suddenly turns his char around and grips onto my wrist stopping me. "That's it. I'm done waiting for you to speak up." He says, his voice filled with frustration.
I blink at him, my face somewhat guilty but I still don't say anything.
"You're stubbornness is driving me insane, Principessa." He says shaking his head as he stands up and reaches for his duffle bag. "Sit." He nods over his shoulder to the bed.
I shuffle in my spot feeling awkward and knowing that there's no way out of this one. With a small sigh I sit down and watch as he sets his duffle bag down next to me and opens it.
It's filled with guns, weapons, wads of cash, some papers and his laptops. I sit and watch him go through it like he's looking for something.
"Uh, I don't like flying." I say to fill the silence.
Alejandro hums not even turning to look at me. "Never would have guessed." He says dryly.
"What's that suppose to mean?" I ask.
He looks up at me, and pulls up the sleeve of his dressshirt to reveal his forearm. I look closely at the nail indents on his skin. Deep enough to leave marks. "You wouldn't let go during takeoff." Is all he says as he pulls out a little black bag.
I blink in shock not even remembering that, and with a sigh he throws the duffle bag onto the desk and looks down at me. "Your mamá hated flying and I packed you this just incase you did too."
My mind clears to momentarily melts at the sentiment.
Alejandro had dedicated a small bag - one that was important enough to be amongst his guns, money and illegal documents just for me?
That was so sweet.
He sits up against the headboard, and takes out a lotion from the bag. I recognize it to be the one that I use, only it's in a travel size. "Come and take off your shirt."
I tense and stay frozen to my spot at his words as I turn to look at him.
He's sitting against the headboard and ushering me into his lap. The same position we were in yesterday.
Holy shit, this man is too hot to handle.
Alejandro's jaw clenches and he looks at me, a hint of hurt on his face. "I'm not going to touch you like that, if that's what you're worried about. I'm just going to give you a massage." He grits out, his voice hard.
I pause my drooling to blink in confusion at him. Not only was his body tense but the way he said that threw me off.
I look up into his eyes and then realization kicks in.
I never thought about how my actions could affect him. While I was shying away from him because of a new found insecurity, he probably thought I didn't like the way he touched me.
Which was not true. At all.
"What? That's not what I meant." I instantly rush out.
And then he raises a brow and sighs in frustration. "Really? Because you won't even look at me, let alone speak to me." He says and my face falls.
But it's like he's not done and it's like he's been holding this in for a while now. His jaw is tight and he shakes his head looking away from me. "If I took it too far yesterday you need to let me know. I'm new to this and I don't know what your boundaries are unless you communicate with me."
He sighs out in annoyance and rubs at his eyes. "Cazzo, this is driving me insane and I can't stop thinking about how I fucked it up-"
I instantly cut him off by launching myself into his lap, straddling him.
He stops talking to give me a puzzled look but before he can say anything I smashing my lips to his.
It's not a peck. It's a kiss and the moment he realizes it, Alejandro immediately responds by placing a hand on the back of my head and hungrily pushing my face into his.
His soft lips work with mine while his hand on my head grips my hair and tilts my head, deepening the kiss as he softly grunts into my mouth in approval.
It's not demanding or rushed. He lets me take my time and before he can slip his tongue in, I break the kiss and gasp for some air.
It was our first real proper kiss and I didn't want to ruin it by getting carried away. I place my hands on his chest and lean my head forward until it rests on his. His hand in my hair slides down to the side of my waist while his other hand comes to grab one of my hands and he threads his fingers through mine.
"You," I breathe heavily as I open my eyes to stare into his brown ones that are staring right back at me. "Didn't take it too far."
He searches my eyes looking for any trace of doubt and when he doesn't find it he leans in, placing another chaste kiss against my lips.
His lips are soft yet firm enough where I can melt into him and know he'll take control. But just as the kiss starts turning sloppy, I break away from him needing to get things off my chest.
"What's the matter then?" He murmurs his hand coming down to rub the side of my leg. "I need you to communicate with me." He says more sternly and I pull my head away from his.
He's right and so I decide to just come out with it. "I don't think I can match your sexual energy." I rush out before hesitantly peeking up at him.
Alejandro's brows furrow like he doesn't understand and he tilts his head, leaning back against the pillows as I sit up. He takes my hands that are on his chest and grabs ahold of each of mine as he absentmindedly fiddles with them. "Explain to me in more detail what you're talking about?" He says like he's really trying to understand but he can't.
I shuffle nervously and both his hands come out to rub at the sides of my thighs soothingly. "I think that you like me because you think I'm more experienced than I actually am..." I drawl.
Although it sounded ridiculous it was something I grew extremely insecure about. "And I just wanted you to know the truth before you expect anything from me. I'm not actually all that... experienced." I say awkwardly my face heating up in embarrassment.
William liked me because he thought I had no experience, what if Alejandro liked me because he thought I had more experience than I actually did?
Alejandro narrows his eyes at me and bites down on his bottom lip to hold back a smile. "You think I don't know you're a virgin?" He jokes.
But I'm not joking and when he realizes this he sombers up.
"I will admit I'm trying to take things slow, but it's hard and not because of your experience but becasue you're fucking irresistible, baby." He says.
And then he grips onto my chin and pulls me flush against his chest. "I can't get enough of you." He murmurs against my lip before moving his a hand to grab a handful of my ass. "I think about you." He says looking right into my eyes. "I don't give a fuck about your past experiences."
I smile a little finally being able to breathe as his lips move to place a kiss on my cheekbone. "That is, as long as none of them come running back." He murmurs. "But if they do, that's my problem to deal with. Not yours." He growls, moving placing a kiss on the underside of my jaw.
I laugh nervously and push away from him. "You don't understand." I say planting my hands on his chest as I look him in the eye. "I mean I, uh... aside from the things we have done, I haven't done that stuff." And then I shut my eyes and force it out. "You have all this experience and I don't."
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