Orlando (Boyle Heights #4) - Elizabeth Reyes Page 0,92

foot down if she had an issue with it. Clearly, she didn’t, and if her body language and that last nod to what was meant as a rhetorical question was any indication, she was as for this as his throbbing cock was. Plus, she still had a chance to stop this. Yes, his weak ass was leaving it up to her because God knew he’d be incapable of stopping this from going where it seemed to be going if she let him.

The only thing that stepped in and messed with his conscience every now and again from the moment he’d felt Dani’s finger on his lip, was his son. He had no idea what exactly was happening here or how this might change things, but he knew it was a risk. How could he chance ruining this for Little Man? He called her mama for fuck’s sake! Orlando paused, pulling away for a moment to gaze nervously into her eyes. They were big and beautiful and at the moment as drunk with lust as he felt. But there was more. At least his pathetic heart was already hoping for more. He could only hope that what he was seeing amidst those deliciously wanton eyes was more than just unrestrained yearning. His heart was still trying to decide if his son calling this girl mama terrified him or if he fucking loved it. Feeling that familiar flutter in his heart again, Orlando smiled. He called her mama. Just like that, he was back to devouring her delicious mouth. Really?

One kiss was all it took? Okay, one very long epic kissing session was more like it, but it’s not like this was a first for Orlando. Not the spontaneous tearing off of each other’s clothes—of which was yet to even happen here—but if it did, it most certainly wouldn’t be the first time for him. Not the giving into being with someone he’d previously decided it wouldn’t be a good idea to be with. His dumb ass had given into his share of no-can-do’s in the past, too. So, what was it about this girl? His head kept going back to one thing: Little Man. He had everything to do with Orlando being so impressed by Dani in the first place. The baby was his life now. Of course, any girl who’d be such a big deal to him would be a standout from any other girls, right? Except, if that were the case, why hadn’t he been just as moved when Felicia stepped up? She’d done so selflessly before she’d even met the baby. That should’ve made her worth her weight in gold to him. Yet, before he’d even met Dani, and after he’d decided he’d stop at nothing to get his son back, he’d easily pulled back from anything heavy with Felicia. Now here he was in what was yet to be even one full lustful experience with Dani, and his heart was ready for so much more. Electrifying. It’s what he felt when Dani’s hands slipped up his back under his shirt. He’d heard the word used before by many to describe the feeling of being so fucking turned on every nerve in their body came alive. But this wasn’t even his dick she was touching, and it had him moaning again. This time she slid her mouth down his neck and sucked—hard. “Fuck, yeah,” he groaned. Normally, he’d be worried about getting marked up, but it felt so damn good, and this was Dani, so he didn’t even care. The moment she pulled her lips away from him, he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it off. Dani gazed in awe at his bare chest and shoulders for a moment before leaning in and kissing his neck again and working her way down his shoulder.

She’ll stop this.

It’s how he rationalized it every time things went a bit further. This time he took a deep breath as he pulled her shirt over her head and—she didn’t stop him. She didn’t stop him when he pulled the straps of her bra down, nor when he undid the bra and took it off. Taking a quick inspection of the well-endowed breasts he’d fantasized so often about, Orlando smiled, feeling beyond satisfied, not just because seeing them like this had him nearly losing it, but because he hadn’t asked her how long ago she’d broken things up with her ex. The moment he’d decided he was doing this he’d prepared