When we arrived in Colombia, we went to collect our bags. As planned, my aunt came to meet us. Unable to help it, I run to her and wrap her in a big hug, I've missed her all this time.
"I can't believe you're here ... just look at you my girl." Her eyes shine with happiness, we both let out our emotions through our tears.
"I missed you so much, you don't know how much I needed to see you." I hug her tighter again.
"Teddy, it's my turn," Simone pushes me away and now he's the one who hugs my aunt. "My darling ... sweetheart ... I was dying to see you, I was crazy to do it and now I'm here,” he laughs excitedly.
"This is Yazahib Meyer, my boyfriend." My aunt looks at the imposing man who holds out his hand with a serious gesture.
"Nothing about that, come here darling,” my aunt ignores his hand and gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, “you're my family and I don't shake hands. That is left to my enemies,” she jokes, looking at him with a huge smile in her eyes.
"Okay" Yazahib smiles "thank you for adopting me as a family," he jokes too, we all laugh at what he said.
"Who is that red-haired hunk?" Derek like a little boy looks at my aunt with his huge green eyes. He looks too adorable with that gesture.
"He's a friend of ours, aunt, he is fun, you're going to like him,” I smile, taking Derek's hand
"Nice to meet you, ma'am."
My aunt laughs out loud, "I'm not over 37 years old dear, I think we are going with age, don't you think?" I smile when I see them. It's true, my aunt is Yazahib and Derek's age.
"Wow, I have to say you look so much less," Derek winks at my aunt and she grins.
"Thank you for that compliment. Now let's go, I'll take you to the hotel.” Yazahib is carrying our suitcases, “you should stay at home,” my aunt insists, hugging me by the shoulders.
"No, Auntie, we already said we would stay at the hotel. You too will stay with us, it's time for you to have fun and once we return to the United States you will come with us.” My aunt keeps smiling excitedly.
We all got into my aunt's car and headed straight for the hotel. We are in Bogotá, one of the most beautiful places in Colombia. Upon arrival at the hotel, each one goes to their room. Yazahib requested a suite for everyone. Simone will stay with my aunt and Derek will be alone.
"This is beautiful ... but my aunt was right, we were supposed to stay home.”
Yazahib smiles and walks slowly in my direction, "I wanted this, you know I always have what I want" he hugs me and places a kiss on my neck, “and now I want to feel my girlfriend,” he takes me in his arms and goes to the bed. When I felt the softness of the bed, I sighed.
"I should punish you," I gasp when he bites my breast over my clothes, “you're a bad boy." I caress his hair when he descends, placing kisses on my abdomen.
"I am an angel and I deserve to make love to you" he unbuttons my pants and removes them with great ease, “I dream of seeing your huge belly,” I tense up at his words, “my son will be like me, tall and handsome,” he laughs. Not knowing what to do to get him to drop the subject, I sit on the bed and spread my legs.
"Isn't it better to continue with what you've started?" Yazahib looks at my private part with curiosity and lust. He runs his tongue over his lips and ends with a bite on his lower lip, “I'm wet and I wouldn't want to wait another second to go to heaven,” seeing him undress quickly, I smile. I love teasing him this way.
"Shit, you're so delicious," he whispers after taking off my blouse and bra, “you don't know how much it turns me on to see you naked,” he makes his way between my legs. I groan as I feel his erection push its way into my socket. He feels big and thick and very hard. It's delicious.
"Aaahhh" I look into his eyes and caress his cheeks, Yazahib makes love to me deliciously. Every touch of our skin makes my hair stand on end. Each kiss we give each other causes more heat in me. Every time he comes out and into my cavity he drives me to ecstasy. Yazahib is everything to me, I love him so much that I can't help but feel in heaven when I'm in his arms, naked and full of desire, “Yazahib,” I moan his name.
“I love when you moan my name with your voice full of pleasure,” he kneels and clings his hands to my hips, “say my name again,” he ordered me, looking into my eyes and accelerating his thrusts, “Daniel, say my name,” I bite my lips full of ecstasy but even with the pleasure that leaves me speechless, I obey his demand.
"Yazahib," I almost screamed at the depth of his penetrations, "aaahhh yes, yes ..." I hold onto his strong arms and spread my legs wider to give him more access to my interior. It feels so good to have him inside me, it is almost addictive to feel how he moves with such force and speed, "I love you" I whisper without taking my eyes off his beautiful ones. I love everything about him.
"I love you too baby, so much that I can't be without you," he leans on me and I hug him tightly. I bury my nails a bit into his back and revel in the delicious warmth of him.
"Love… I… I… aaahhh," I squeal at the enormous pressure on my lower belly. An imminent orgasm is knocking on the gates of paradise and I am ready to enter, "Yazahib!" I shout his name just as the orgasm shakes my entire body.
“Aaaaggg, Daniel,” a guttural growl comes from his throat and shortly after I feel his hot semen spreading in the depths of my cavity, “it took a long time to get you pregnant, but I am totally sure that this time I will achieve it,” he kiss my lips with devotion and tenderness. "I don't doubt it," he whispered, smiling. How can I tell him that he can't get me pregnant? How can I tell him that I'm not ready for a baby yet without making him mad? How can I confess that despite his threats, I take birth control pills? "What are you thinking?" He lies next to me and pulls me close.
"Nothing, I'm just tired," I kiss his lips, “you are very intense when you make love to me.
Yazahib smiles, “you do all that to me. If I didn't like you so much, I wouldn't lose control.” Laughing, I stand up, “where are you going?”
Looking at him amusedly, I wink, “we are in Bogotá, we must go down to the pool and visit some places before dinner. Isn't that a good idea?”
Yazahib sits on the bed and runs his eyes over my naked body, “you won't wear a bikini. I'm not going to allow another man to admire your body,” I cross my arms and look at him seriously, “don't look at me like that, I already told you, you won't be wearing a bikini so forget about the beach and the pool,” he gets up and goes to the bathroom.
"Are you aware that this is a vacation?" I follow him, “why won't you allow me to wear a bikini? Yazahib, you will be by my side all the time ...” He ignores me and gets into the shower, “are you forgetting why I was going to leave you?” I ask furiously, “you can't always be like that. I love you but you cannot deprive me of the things I like.”
"Enough, Daniel, I do not want to argue.”
"So why do you always start forbidding me from doing things? It will only be a bikini, only that and you will be by my side. Is it so difficult for you to repress your possessiveness?”
Yazahib glares at me, his eyes look a little red, “do you want to wear a bikini? Go ahead! Wear them, do whatever you want.”
Angry at how things are getting screwed up, I get out of the bathroom and reach for the bikini in my suitcase. When I have it ready, I go to the bathroom in the other room to wash up. When I am ready in my soft bikini, I leave the room. Yazahib sweeps my body with an angry gaze. His veins protrude from his neck and arms but he paid no attention. I don't want to fight, not now.
"Teddy, we're ready." I hear my friend enter, I smile when he finally enters the room, "Teddy ... you're beautiful. Your bikini is beautiful,” he look at Yazahib, smiling, “you have the most beautiful woman in the world.” Yazahib gets up with a more furious gesture and leaves the room. “What is it?” My Darling looks at me confused by my boyfriend's reaction.