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Under the Spanish Sun: Voyeur Next Door - part 2
I’ve been thinking about you,” Mateo’s confession breaks the silence of the new day as he steps into your Airbnb garden.
The morning sunlight seems to caress his skin, accentuating every muscle and curve on his body.
You can’t help but feel a surge of desire bubble up inside you at the sight of him.
You glance down at your linen gown, feeling a bit exposed under Mateo’s gaze.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you either,” you confess with a blush, trying to maintain some semblance of control over your emotions.
Mateo smiles, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he takes a step closer.
“Good morning,” he murmurs, closing the distance between you two.
His scent is intoxicating, a mix of sun-kissed skin and warm masculinity that wraps around you like an embrace.
As Mateo steps over your threshold, you lead him to your small kitchen for breakfast.
The intimacy of sharing a meal together is not lost on either of you as you sit side by side at the tiny table, your legs brushing against each other underneath it.
The tension between you two builds with every shared glance, every accidental touch that sends shivers down your spine.
“I’ve been thinking about what happened last night,” Mateo says softly as he takes a sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving yours.
“And I want to explore it further.”
Your heart skips a beat at the implication in his words.
You nod, your voice catching in your throat as you try to formulate a response.
Mateo’s hand finds its way onto your thigh underneath the table, his fingers trailing upwards until they reach the edge of your linen gown.
As he starts to lift the fabric, exposing more and more skin, your breath catches in your throat.
Your body betrays you by shifting slightly, allowing him easier access as his hand moves higher, teasingly close to your core.
The heat emanating from his touch is almost unbearable, yet you find yourself craving more.
His hand finally reaches the top of your gown, and he cups your breast in his palm, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Your nipple hardens at the contact, sending waves of pleasure through your entire body.
You bite down on your lower lip to suppress a moan as he leans forward, bringing his lips close to your ear.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his breath hot against your neck.
“So responsive.” His hand moves from your breast to the curve of your waist, tracing the edge of your gown with his fingers.
The anticipation of being fully exposed to him is almost too much to bear as you feel your body trembling in response.
Suddenly, Mateo’s lips brush against your neck, and you let out a sharp breath at the contact.
His kisses are soft at first but grow more insistent, trailing down towards your collarbone with an urgency that sets your skin on fire.
You can feel your body responding to him, eager for his touch, hungry for more.
He leans in closer, his lips barely brushing against the sensitive skin on your neck, his breath sending shivers down your spine.
Your eyes close involuntarily as you savor each moment, every gentle caress that sets your nerve endings ablaze.
You know that this is only the beginning – a tease of what’s to come – and it’s nearly enough to send you over the edge.
Mateo’s hand moves underneath your gown, his fingers tracing the curve of your hip as he ventures towards forbidden territory.
Your eyes fly open at the sensation, meeting his intense gaze.
There is no turning back now – a silent agreement passes between you two, and you know that this is only the beginning.
His touch sets your skin on fire, his fingers exploring every inch of your body with a tenderness and urgency that leaves you breathless.
You can feel yourself getting wetter by the second as he inches closer to the apex of your thighs, but just when you think he’ll finally give you what you crave most, he pulls away.
You let out a whimper of protest, feeling flushed and wanting, but Mateo simply smiles at you, his eyes dark with desire.
“Patience, querida,” he says softly as he stands up, leaving you breathless and waiting for more.
His words linger in the air long after he’s gone, a tantalizing promise of what the future holds between the two of you.
As you approach Mateo’s garden gate, your heart pounds in anticipation of what’s to come.
The warm Spanish sun beats down on your skin as you find him standing underneath the vibrant green leaves, his bronzed chest glistening with sweat and desire.
His gaze is magnetic, pulling you in like a siren’s song.
You can feel the heat emanating from his body even from a distance, drawing you closer and making your skin tingle with anticipation.
As you step into the garden, Mateo’s eyes roam over your figure, taking in every detail of your curves and heightening your desire for him even further.
Desire floods through you as you close the gap between your bodies, your heart racing at the thought of what’s to come.
You can feel his warmth radiating off of him like a bonfire, igniting something deep within you that has been waiting for this moment.
His eyes lock with yours, a silent promise passing between the two of you as you surrender to the undeniable chemistry between your bodies.
Mateo’s hands find their way onto your waist, his fingers tracing upwards along your body until they reach the thin fabric of your gown.
A shiver runs through you at his touch, your breath catching in your throat as he pulls you closer to him, his lips finally claiming yours.
The first kiss is like a spark igniting a fire, building from gentle and soft to passionate and intense within seconds.
Your body melts into his embrace as the world around you fades away, leaving only the two of you in this moment of pure desire and connection.
You can’t help but wonder how something so simple could feel so powerful, the heat of Mateo’s lips against yours driving all rational thought from your mind.
As the kiss deepens, Mateo’s hands begin to explore your body, his touch both gentle and demanding at once.
He traces the curve of your waist, his fingers sliding underneath the fabric of your gown and causing it to slip lower.
Your breath catches in your throat as you feel the cool air against your exposed skin, the sensation making every nerve ending sing with anticipation for what’s yet to come.
With each passing second, Mateo continues to undress you, his lips never leaving yours as he works to reveal more and more of your body for his eager gaze.
The thin fabric pools around your feet, leaving you standing before him completely bare and vulnerable under his intense stare.
Your heart is racing at the sight of Mateo’s hungry eyes roaming over every inch of your exposed skin, a fire burning deep within as he takes in the curves and lines that make up your body.
You can feel your desire for him growing by the second, your legs trembling with the anticipation of what will happen next.
Mateo’s hands move to cup your breasts, his fingers teasing your nipples until they harden underneath his touch.
Pleasure shoots through you at the sensation, your body arching towards him as you feel yourself growing wetter by the second in anticipation of what he will do next.
With a low growl, Mateo’s lips find their way down to your neck, his kisses becoming more insistent and demanding with each passing moment.
He trails his tongue along your collarbone, his hands moving lower until they find the apex of your thighs.
Your body trembles at his touch, your legs nearly giving out as he explores every inch of you with an intensity that borders on desperation.
A shudder runs through you as Mateo’s fingers dip between your folds, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through your entire body.
You can feel yourself growing wetter by the second, the anticipation of what’s to come making your head spin and your heart race.
As Mateo’s thumb finds your clit, you let out a sharp gasp at the sensation, your body begging for more as he continues to explore your sensitive flesh.
Your breath comes in short, ragged gasps now, every touch driving you closer and closer to the edge of release.
Mateo’s lips find their way back to yours once again, his tongue invading your mouth with a ferocity that sends shivers down your spine.
His fingers continue to work their magic between your thighs, your body responding with a hunger you never knew existed within you.
Suddenly, Mateo pulls away from you, leaving you standing before him in a daze of desire and anticipation.
He kneels before you, his gaze dark and hungry as he looks up at you, his tongue eager to explore your most intimate parts.
As his lips make contact with your sensitive flesh, you let out a low moan that echoes through the garden, your body trembling underneath the weight of his touch.
His tongue explores every inch of you, driving you closer and closer to the edge as you feel yourself growing wetter by the second.
With each flick of Mateo’s tongue, you can feel your orgasm building within you, the pleasure becoming almost too much to bear.
Your breath comes in short, ragged gasps now as he continues his ministrations, the world around you narrowing down to just the two of you and the intense connection you share.
Mateo’s hands find their way to your hips, holding you steady as his tongue works its magic between your legs.
You can feel yourself on the edge now, your body shaking with anticipation as he brings you closer and closer to release.
As you finally reach that peak, your orgasm rips through you like a wave crashing onto shore, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every inch of your body.
You cry out his name, your back arching as the intensity of the sensation takes hold, washing over you and leaving you breathless in its wake.
As you come down from the high, Mateo’s lips find their way back to yours once again, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
“You taste like heaven, querida,” he whispers, sending shivers down your spine as anticipation for what’s to come builds within you once again.