Warning: Some parts of the chapter contains explicit sexual content. Read at your own risk.

CARL'S POV.

My eyelids fluttered open and a yawn flew past my parted lips. I shifted slightly in bed but was restricted by a muscular arm which was possessively wrapped around my naked waist. A series of exhalations fanned the back of my neck, sending waves of comfort all over my body.

As though sensing the minimal distance between us, he drew me further to his chest. A smile kissed my lips as I basked in the warmth of his body, enjoying the pillowy feel of his chest which rose and fell in a cadence as he slumbered.

I turned to face his sleeping form. His obsidian hair was sprawled on his head, falling on his forehead and obscuring his gorgeous eyebrows and lashes.

Gently, I ran my fingers through his soft curls, relishing the relaxing sensation it brought to my digits. He mumbled something incoherent in his slumber then scratched the tip of his nose, a habit that I found cute. I placed a small peck on his nose, the smile on my lips growing wider. Watching him sleep was intoxicating. He was like a masterpiece in an art exhibition. Simply, breathtaking.

Then an idea came to me.

Tearing his arm from my body with difficulty, I stepped out of bed and strolled to my bag of art supplies and books which lay on the chaise lounge, a few meters from the bed. Unzipping the bag, I took out my sketch book and pencil then sauntered back to bed.

My back leaned against the massive headboard, I commenced drawing my sleeping prince. The pencil slid against the smooth surface of the white page as I captured the details of his face in the drawing. His slightly parted lips, perfectly trimmed thick eye brows, short curly eyelashes and his perfectly sculpted nose.

"Mmm...what are you doing?" A groggy deep voice inquired. My sleeping handsome was awake.

"I am almost done. Don't move." I instructed, shading the piece.

"Okay." He mumbled, trying to keep his droopy eyes open. A smile sneaked to my lips when I examined his sketch, contentment bubbling inside me. I closed the sketch book and was about to step out of bed when suddenly he pulled me under him. A yelp departed my mouth at his action.

"And where do you think you are going to, so early?" He made an inquiry. The vestiges of sleep that had clouded his eyes had vanished.

"Nowhere in particular." I replied, enjoying the way his nakedness was pressed against mine. The erotic images from last night suddenly clouded my mental realm.

After our conversation the previous night, things took a steamy turn and we ended up making love. He had me pinned against the headboard as he ravished me like a starving lion in the savannah.

My cries of pleasure and his grunts of gratification created an enchanting erotic tempo. A slight soreness of my neck, was a reminder of the hickeys he had left there last night. I had screamed his name over and over as he ferried me to the peaks of bliss with each glorious thrust. A blush scalded my cheeks as the events of the previous night fogged my mind.

"What are you thinking about?" He directed the question at me, his emerald pools undressing my soul.

"Last night." I replied, shyly chomping on my bottom lip for some reason.

"Really now?" His signature smirk crept to his face.

"Yes." I nodded, coyness becoming my companion.

"Did you like it?" He whispered, his eyes capturing my own.

"I...loved it." A swarm of butterflies flapped their wings against the walls of my stomach.

"I love you." His confession caught me off guard.

"What?" A bewildered look settled on my face.

"Yes. I love you. And I'm sorry that I didn't say it back last night. Truth is, I fell in love with you the moment we first kissed. I knew then and there that I wanted to be with you, even though I was scared and confused at the time. But not anymore because te quiero mucho Carlito Olivera Mendez." His confession left me speechless and frozen.

He spilled words that I wanted to hear from him for a long time. I had written a whole poem of the day he would finally say the L word to me. Hearing him say the words felt like a dream.

A beautiful dream that I didn't want to wake up from. He even said my name in full. My heart was thumping wildly in my chest, a reflection of the glee coursing through my being. Tears brimmed in my eyes and like a creek,  started flowing down my cheeks.

"Carlito, why are you crying? Did I say something wrong? Is it my Spanish? Know that I should have paid more attention in Mrs. Gomez's class..."He spilled, nervousness taking over his handsome features.

"No. You didn't say anything wrong. These are tears of joy. And no, your Spanish is flawless." I confessed, sniffling as fresh tears flow from my eyes.

"Good. I was scared for a moment..."He started.

"Shut up and kiss me." I let out a command.

"Si mi amor." He declared before cornering my lips into a deep and slow kiss. The kiss was growing heated when suddenly my stomach rumbled like thunder on a stormy night. A wave of embarrassment washed over me when Gavin burst into laughter.

"Someone's hungry." He teased.

A frown settled on my face as he continued chaffing my state.

"I don't wanna talk to you anymore." I threw a childish tantrum, my lips curling into a pout.

"You are so adorable when you are angry." He complimented, placing a peck on my pouted lips. Then he started trailing feather light kisses along my shoulder.

"No amount of kisses will erase the anger I have for you here in my heart. It's a whole sea of anger I tell you. Deeper than the Atlantic for sure." I dramatically explained, the scowl on my face intensifying.

"I know just the cure for your anger...I assure you that by the time I am done, you will be in an awfully good mood." He whispered against my lips.

"Can't wait to see how you will do it, Gavin Mileford." I challenged knowing that I would lose.

"Challenge accepted." He declared, a dangerous smirk seducing his lips.

***

He won the challenge. After a session of mind blowing, orgasmic blow job, my mood changed for the best. Felt like I was floating in a sky full of stars and rainbows. Only he had the power to turn my mood around. To make every part of me to feel alive.

"Now let's go feed this belly of yours." He planted kisses on my shrunken stomach. An action which awoke my tickles. A series of giggles departed my mouth.

"Okay. But on one...actually two conditions." I proposed, smilingly.

"Go on." He halted his activities, giving me his attention.

"I will do the cooking and you must eat too. I know you didn't have dinner last night." I stated, stroking his cheek with my thumb.

"I agree to your conditions." He replied, tearing my hand from his cheek and smothering it with kisses.

He gave me one of his T-shirts. A black, oversized one with the words Dior inscribed on the front. I couldn't resist sniffing his fruity scent which was embedded in the cotton T-shirt. He shrugged on a pair of ashen sweats, leaving his abs-infested chest exposed for my hungry eyes to devour.

The sweats hang loosely around his masculine waist, exposing his pronounced V-line. My gaze travelled a little lower, surveying the impressive imprint of his bulge which was semi-hard judging by how it poked against the fabric of his pants whenever he walked around the room. I pressed my legs together, to terminate the throb that was building up in my sex.

"Let's go." He stated, picking his phone from the nightstand.

"Sure." I smiled, swallowing the embers of arousal that was scalding my insides. Getting up from the bed where I was seated, I sauntered towards him. He took my hands in his, leading me downstairs to the kitchen.

**

When we got to the kitchen, he offered to make coffee while I prepared pancakes. Mexican tres leches pancakes to be precise. My absolute favorite.

"Why are they called Mexican tres leches pancakes? Why not just call them pancakes?" Gavin inquired, as he waited for the coffee to get ready. He was leaning on the marble counter, watching me mix the ingredients in a bowl.

"Firstly, because they are of Mexican origin. Secondly, tres leches means that three kinds of milk are used to make the pancakes. They are: whole milk, coconut milk and sweetened condensed milk." I explained, adding three teaspoons of baking powder in the bowl.

"Sounds delicious already. Can't wait to wolf them." He stated.

"Can you pass me the egg?"

"Sure." He complied, then took a seat across from me. Sipping the steaming mug of coffee, he watched me work. Silence settled between us like smog in a polluted atmosphere.

"Hey, I wanted to ask you something." His speech battered the tranquil.

"Go on." I urged, whisking the ingredients in a bowl.

"Next weekend, Mileford Corp will be hosting a charity gala and my mom insisted that I invite you. She wants to meet you. Will you come?" He revealed.

"Umm...your mom wants to meet me?" I halted my culinary activities.

"Yeah. She knows about our relationship and would like to get to know you."

"Gav, your mom is intimidating and I am terrified that she won't like me." Worry took over my composure.

Getting up from his seat, he walked up to me and took my hands in his. "You are right, my mom is the most intimidating woman on the face of the earth. But what's not to like about you? You are brilliant, sexy, funny, kind hearted, talented and everything good. My mom will adore you. And my dad too."

"Really?" I asked, butterflies buzzing in the pits of my belly.

"Yeah." He approved, planting pecks on my knuckles.

"Okay. In that case, I will be delighted to accompany you to the charity gala." A smile crept to my lips at the revelation. He replied with a kiss which started slow and ended up being wild and demanding.

He hoisted me to the counter as we kissed, my legs wrapped around his waist and fingers tangled to the hairs at the nape of his neck. Like a fire in the grasslands, desire burned inside me, consuming me with an intense ferocity.

Suddenly, the breakfast didn't seem relevant anymore. I needed him, buried to the sheath inside me. Only he could satiate the hunger that was brewing in me.

I broke off the kiss, panting like a horse on the tracks. My eyes shimmering with arousal.

"I want you. Here and now." I declared, heavy and quick breaths absconding my trembling lips.

"Fuck. Are you sure?" He sought my consent, his emerald pools peering into my eyes.

A slight nod is all it took for him to tug off his sweats, exposing his hard, thick, long dick with a glossy throbbing tip. My mouth watered as I admired the work of art that was his manhood. Sensing my desire, he took my hand and placed it on his engorged length.

"This is how hard you make me Carlito." He confessed, his lips capturing mine once more as my small hand began stroking his throbbing cock.

I increased my pace, causing him to release a strangled moan which I swallowed in the kiss. Breaking off the kiss afterwards, I grabbed a bottle of olive oil from the counter. I opened its cap and squirted the greenish liquid in the palm of my hands.

Gavin watched me, lust clouding his eyes and quick uneven breaths departing his mouth.

I skillfully lathered his engorged hard length with the oily ingredient, massaging all the way to his balls. His  warm pink tip twitched as soon as my thumb made contact with it. Arousal oozed from the slit of his throbbing tip.

"Fuck...I need you now, Carlito. fuck." He breathed, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Not yet, mi corazon." I declared, parting my legs and inserting two of my digits in my hungry hole. I maintained eye contact with him while fingering myself and releasing soft moans.

"Fuck." Like a hungry lion in a cage, he watched me pleasure myself, waiting for the right moment to pounce. My eyes trailed to his dick and I increased my pace, fingering myself. I was close but I didn't wanna cum. Not until his cock was deep inside my walls.

"I want you to fuck me like you hate me, Gavin." My declaration was all it took for the beast to be unleashed.

His lips captured mine in a flash, kissing me like a starved animal. He pulled me from the counter and I responsively bent over, my cheek connecting with the marble.

He spanked my ass, causing it to sting and sending shivers of arousal straight to my hardened dick. A needy cry parted my trembling lips when he started teasing my famished hole with his cock. He poked my sensitive hole, running his wet engorged tip along my butt crack.

"Gavin please fuck me!" I was getting impatient as my feet trembled from the arousal. He spanked my ass once more eliciting a moan from me then without notice, he entered me, stretching me up until all of him was sheathed inside me.

"Fuck. You're tight." He hissed, begining to move inside me. He gripped both of my hips as he fucked me. My body moved in response to the rhythm of his thrusts.

Each thrust was deeper than the former, compelling cries of gratification to emanate from my throat.

He hit my prostate over and over with each thrust, filling me up entirely with his cock.

He cursed, increasing his pace as he delivered the sweet assault to my famished hole.

I was close and so was he. I could tell from his erratic breaths.

We changed positions such that I was lying towards the edge of the counter, my parted legs hurled on his shoulders.

He resumed thrusting inside me while pumping my leaking cock. Our eyes locked as he continued fucking me.

Minutes later, an orgasm that was capable of rendering me cripple, exploded through me. A few seconds later, he came inside me, his semen filling my hole with warmth.

Post orgasmic stars took over my vision and heavy breaths gushed from my mouth.

"That was..." He breathed against my lips, his sweaty forehead connecting with mine.

"Incredible." I concluded his phrase, energy completely drained from my body.

"A shower then breakfast?" He proposed, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Good idea." I tiredly rejoined. He scooped my frail body from the counter, carrying me in his arms like a delicate bride. 

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A/N

So, that was quite a chapter. I hope the smut was at least good lol. Writing smutty chapters used to be a struggle but with practice and reading, I think I'm heading in the right direction.

What was your favorite part of the chapter? Mine was when Gavin finally said the L word to Carlito in Spanish! That was so wholesome!

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