Chapter 8

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Héctors POV

Y/N looks at me then grabs my hand.

"Let's talk" she says.

I follow her to one of the guest bedrooms.

"You seemed pretty upset back there", she says.

"That's because I was".

"And why's that?"

"Because I can't stand seeing you with him, with anyone for that matter".

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you".

"Well you did".

"I'm here now, don't worry".

"You have to make it up to me", I demand.

"Oh do I now?".

"Yes" I say briskly.

"And if I don't?" she says, eyes twinkling.

"I"ll make you".

I take a step forward, Y/N stumbles and I put my hand beside her head.

Y/N looks at me and bites her lip.

"You like that huh", I mutter.

"Kiss me" she says teasingly.

I won't need to be told twice and lean in.

Her lips are soft against mine and I lose myself in the moment.

Our lips still locked, we move towards the bed, I land on top of her.

Our kisses grow needier and I slide my hand underneath her shirt cupping her bra.

She lets out a small moan.

My hands trail to her legs and I rub my fingers against her panties.

All of a sudden Y/N stops her gentle assault and murmurs "I can't do this".

"What do you mean?"

"I, I'm so confused, I can't do this".

"Of course you can".

"No, this is going too fast, I need some time to think".

"Are you sure about that, because I can make you feel real good baby" I whisper in her ear.

My fingers still between her legs, I start rubbing circles over her sensitive knob, still covered by her panties.

She lets out a gasp.

I chuckle "are you sure you wanna leave?".

"Positive".

She tries to push me away, I grab her wrists and pin them above her head.

"You aren't escaping that easily".

Teasingly, I slide my fingers into her panties, my fingers find her clit and I start flicking it.

Y/N whimpers.

I speed up and Y/N's breathing gets heavier.

I slide one finger into her while continuing to rub her clit.

Y/N starts shaking and whines "oh god".

"Told you I'd make you feel better", I grin.

Y/N wriggles free pulls up her panties, adjusts her dress and says "this can't happen again, dear god, what have I done".

"You seemed to be enjoying yourself just a second ago".

"Shut it, don't ever speak of this again, got it?".

The door shuts behind her as she leaves me feeling dazed.

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