Birthday Girl II
Camila's POV
"Cazzo, don't tell me I missed the big reveal." I hear from out in the hall and I instantly drop the keys and find myself dashing towards the front foyer.
I don't even register my surroundings until I see his tall familiar form standing next to the door. He moves to set down his briefcase and carry on bag before he lifts his head and his tired eyes connect with mine.
I sprint the rest of the way as a huge smile forms on my face. "Patatino!" I shriek in happiness, before launching myself into his arms.
I wrap my arms around his neck and he lifts us up. I take the opportunity to wrap my legs around his waist while I bury my head into his neck and inhale his comforting scent.
"Hey, baby." He murmurs. I feel his lips on my temple and he places a kiss there. I pull my head out to look at his face, he's got a soft small smile and he's looking at me with so much warmth. "Happy birthday." He breathes against my lips.
I don't even hesitate before I smash my lips to his in a rushed kiss. The passion and urgency of the kiss takes him by surprise but he instantly reciprocates by moving his lips with mine.
I don't pull away, not even when I'm losing air. Not only have I missed him, but I was still reeling from the gifts he got me.
I don't stop until he places a hand on my jaw and pulls my face away from his while he tries to catch his breath. "I take it you liked your gifts?" He breathes against my lips. His hand moves down to rest just below my ass and I realize he's holding my nightie from riding up.
"I loved them. Grazie, Alejandro." I breathe before moving to place a kiss on the corner of his lips. "Grazie." I say again and again as I continue to pepper kisses all along his face. (Thank you)
His hand moves out to hold my jaw and he brings my face towards his. "Good." He murmurs, his eyes staring into mine before he moves forward and captures my lips in yet another kiss.
His lips are warm and inviting and I instantly find myself melting into him as I let my lips work against his. The kiss isn't rushed but it's filled with need and when he tilts my head to deepen the kiss, I comply.
His hands move to grip the bottoms of my thighs and when he takes a few steps and my back his a hard surface, I know he's got me up against the wall.
I swipe my tongue across his bottom lip, earning a grunt from the man and he responds by pushing his body against mine.
His tongue then moves to swipe my lower lips while he pushes himself further into me and when I feel something hard nudge into the space between my legs, I moan.
But just when Alejandro pushes his tongue past the seem of my lips a loud gag sounds from somewhere around us.
"Nope. Nope. Not today. I never signed up for this." We hear Ethan groan out and Alejandro's body instantly tenses as my eyes widen and we pull away.
Alejandro's body instinctively shifts so that his body is fully covering mine from Ethan's view, but that still doesn't hide the embarrassment I feel.
"Camila !" I hear Ethan whine from somewhere behind Alejandro. "Take this shit somewhere else. I don't want to see this."
Alejandro growls a few curses under his breath and I can tell he's about to go off on Ethan.
Alejandro's tired, jet lagged, annoyed and now sexually frustrated. But before he can go off on Ethan, I bury my head into the crook of his neck, beyond mortified. "Alejandro... let's just go upstairs, please." I murmur not wanting anyone else to see us and by the sound of the men packing things up in the kitchen, they were bound to come through here any minute now.
Reluctantly Alejandro let's it go and turns to walk us towards the staircase. But he still speaks. "I can't fucking wait until we get to New York." He growls, his jaw is set and his arm that's wrapped around my waist holding me against him tightens as he moves up the stairs. "No more tiptoeing around in my own fucking house!" He booms, making a point to let the men hear.
I hear Ethan mumble something incoherent from downstairs but Alejandro ignores him and instead moves towards the bedroom.
"Christo, when I told you to move your things into here, I didn't mean all this fluffy decor shit." He mutters, kicking his foot back to shut the door as he glances around the bedroom. It's filled with most of the cute decor from my old bedroom across the hall.
"It's cuter this way." I shrug, blinking up at him and when he narrows his eyes at me, I can feel his protest coming but before he can speak, I change the subject.
"I missed you." I smile, tightening my hold around his neck, hoping he'll just let it be and accept the fact that I redecorated.
He sighs, shaking his head before he gives in, carrying me towards the bed. "I missed you."
"You did?" I repeat, moving the grown out hair from his forehead back as his hands move back down to the back of my upper thighs that are hooked around his hips.
"So fucking much, baby." He breathes moving forward to place a chaste kiss on my lips as I hum out in content.
He then moves to place a peck against my cheek, his lips soft against the skin as he murmurs against it. "I missed the sound of your voice."
I smile, biting down on my lower lip as Alejandro moves to place a peck on my other cheek. "I missed the sight of your smile." He murmurs against my cheek and my hands start fiddling with the front of his collar.
He brings one of my hands to the seam of his lips and he places another peck on the palm of it. "I missed these hands."
My brows shoot up as I give him a surprised look, my mind instantly going to dirty places but he just chuckles and shakes his head. "For giving me massages." He clarifies, moving to place a sweet peck on my cheekbone.
I laugh awkwardly anticipating a much dirtier response as he moves his lips to the skin just below my ear. "And when wrapped around my cock." He whispers and my eyes widen.
Yeah, that was what I was expecting.
But he continues, moving to place a kiss on the underside of my jaw while his hands on my thighs move up, sliding under my nightie until he's grabbing my ass. "I missed this ass."
He then lands a harsh smack on one of my ass cheeks and I gasp, my arms tightening around his neck as he places a chaste kiss on the corner of my lips.
"I missed those little fucking nosies." He breathes against my lips, his tone dropping as his hands on my ass start rubbing and kneading the sensitive skin.
"Really?" My breathing increases as I look up at him through my lashes. He nods, his eyes trailing down to my lips and a small smile makes its way onto my face.
"Did you miss Cucci?" I say cheekily.
He pauses, the lust on his face transforming into indifference. Unamused indifference.
"No." He says his tone telling me he's now grumpy and I giggle as he drops me onto the bed.
I sit up on my knees, watching him as he starts removing his blazer and dress shirt. "Umhm..." I trail, my tone telling him that I don't believe him for one second, but the man simply turns around and disappears into the bathroom as he mumbles about how he didn't miss the tripawd.
'No I didn't miss Cucci' my ass.
The man had a doggy door built for her. It was against the bedroom door and when I asked him about it, he blamed it on how he didn't like it when she clawed at the door when it was closed.
Cucci has three legs. She can't exactly claw at the door.
Not to mention, I've caught him hiding treats in various parts of his office and when she wanders in there and doesn't return for hours on end, I walk in there to find her conveniently laying on the corner of Alejandro's desk, while he does his work.
Like I said. Cucci has three legs. She can't exactly climb up there.
I snap out of my thoughts at the sound of the shower turning off and when Alejandro emerges in nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips, my stomach tightens and my trail of though completely vanishes.
I really missed him. All of him.
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