Elena's POV
I shift in bed, squinting my eyes open.
The morning light filters softly through the blinds, illuminating the room.
I groan, turning around to face him.
Rio.
He's asleep, his hands still on me. His lashes brush against his cheeks, his features carved like the gods themselves had sculpted him.
My hand moves up, tracing along his jaw. He leans into my touch, and I smile.
I've developed a habit of watching him sleep whenever I wake before him. He looks peaceful like this.
Creepy? Maybe. Do I care? No. He's mine anyway.
His eyes flutter open. He groans, pulling me closer until I'm flush against him. He buries his head in my neck, and I wrap my arms around his back, snuggling in tighter with my leg draped over his waist.
"Good morning, princess…" His voice is deep, rough from sleep, and it makes my stomach do backflips.
"Morning, baby…" I murmur, tracing his serpent tattoo with my index finger.
He snuggles even closer, holding me tighter, as if letting go might shatter this fragile bubble we've built.
We stay like that for a while, breathing in each other's scent. Not a word between us yet—the peace is amazing. Just lying next to each other.
My fingers thread through his hair, tugging and playing with it while he absentmindedly toys with mine.
"I could get used to this," his voice rumbles against me, and I giggle softly.
"Used to what?" I ask, feigning innocence, batting my lashes up at him with a sweet smile.
"This. You. Waking up like this. You have no idea what you do to me, princess," he says, like it's a confession.
"Yeah… me too," I whisper back.
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A few hours later, we're already up, showered, and dressed—ready to go back to New York. We have work and, well, a lot going on for us not to leave as soon as possible.
I stand in front of the mirror, fastening my necklace after taking it off last night. Rio's reflection appears behind me. He takes my hair to the side.
"Let me," he whispers, his breath fanning my neck, making my skin heat up. My hands fall from my neck as I let him fasten it for me.
My outfit: a two-piece set—a tight white cropped top paired with a matching skirt that ends mid-thigh, and cream boots. Lethal. Sexy.
Rio behind me is dressed in his usual style—black slacks, polished Oxford shoes, and a crisp white button-up with the top few buttons undone, revealing ink, muscle, and silver jewelry. His cologne wraps around me, and suddenly all I can see, feel, and smell is him.
His hair is perfectly messy, his fingers adorned with rings.
His hands slide around my waist from behind as he stares at me through the reflection.
"You look breathtaking," he whispers, pressing a kiss to my neck.
I smile, slipping on my earrings.
"Thank you. You look amazing too, sweetheart."
"Yeah, but your scent—and this outfit—is illegal. I can't keep my hands off you when you look like this, princess," he groans, pulling me closer.
I giggle.
Turning to face him, I reach up and adjust his thick silver chain before leaning in to kiss him. It starts slow, gentle… then quickly turns hungry, messy.
His arms cage me in—one hand gripping the small of my back, the other tangled in my hair.
He groans, pulling away like it physically hurts him to stop.
"Let's head downstairs before I ruin you in your pretty little skirt," he whispers in my ear.
My thighs clench. My heart skips. It always does when he says things like that—especially in that tone.
I grab my bag and lace my fingers with his.
We leave the room tidy, just as we found it, before heading downstairs.
My aunt's house still amazes me. It's breathtaking in daylight—a fortress of beauty and strength.
My boots click softly against the polished floor as we descend. Rio keeps me glued to his side, his hand on my waist. We reach the last step, and instantly, the aroma of baked bread, coffee, pancakes, eggs—you name it—fills the air.
At the bottom of the stairs stands Enid in a black suit.
"Good morning. Right this way," she says, turning to lead us toward what I assume is breakfast.
Rio and I exchange a look, still captivated by how much more stunning the house appears now that we can truly see it.
"Your aunt clearly has taste," Rio murmurs beside me.
His hand moves from my waist to my palm, threading our fingers, securing me there against him.
"Yeah, she does. This place is amazing," I reply, glancing around.
Soon we reach the dining area, different from the one last night. Exactly how many rooms does this house have?
More than one dining area? Now that's next-level luxury.
My aunt rises the moment she spots us, a wide smile spreading across her face. She's dressed in a yellow sundress, her hair up in a tight bun—she's literally glowing.
She rises from her seat.
"There's my favorite couple! Morning, sweet beans," she giggles, rushing forward and pulling us both into a hug—a group hug.
"Morning, Aunty," I say with a smile.
She pulls back, frowning. "You're all dressed up. Are you leaving today?" Her smile disappears.
I sigh, stepping forward to take her hand. "Yeah, we are. I wish we could stay, but we'll definitely visit soon. With the rest of my friends too… right, Rio?" I glance back at him.
"Yeah. We'll come," Rio agrees.
"Well, I'll be waiting. Come, let's dine together before you set out for the city," she says, leading us back to the table.
It's spread with every breakfast dish imaginable.
Rio pulls out my chair before taking his own beside me, his hand automatically resting on my thigh out of habit.
We eat, we talk. The air feels lighter than it did last night. And though I know New York is waiting with its storms and shadows, I feel ready.
Ready for whatever comes next.
Back at the jet , it's quiet , with just Rio and I no stuff just the pilot . I seat next to him , flipping through the magazines I found laying around. We still have an hour or two before landing.
"You think Mariana and Margo found anything?"Rio asks snapping his laptop shut and facing me . I close the magazine and his gaze on me is suddenly making me hot.
I turn to my side and face him .
"Maybe I don't know..but am sure they found something..,"I shrug pulling my skirt down . His eyes fly to my thighs and I swallow hard.
"W...why did you ask ?"I ask my voice suddenly small .
He smirks his hand reaching down and resting on my thighs . He parts my thighs slightly and I suck in a breath from how just his touch makes my mind go feral.
"Why did I ask ..?...well I needed to get you off that magazines..,"he whispers in my ear , his deep raspy voice makes my eyes shut as I feel his hand reach higher and higher up my thighs, and I part them for him .
"Hm ..you like that don't you ?"he asks . His hand cups me through my wet panties .
"So wet for me too ..,you've been seating here like this without a word ?"he asks .
Before I can answer , he grabs me and places me on his thigh I gasp , he smirks .
My skirt rides up , his hands fly to my thighs .
"You look so good on top of me ..,"he whispers , one of his hand flying to my throat he pulls me to him and slams his lips on mine. The kiss is anything but soft . Teeth , lips and tounge, devouring each other.
I moan when his tounge slides into my mouth, he groans , tightening his grip on my throat. I grind down on him and I smirk when I feel how hard he is under those slacks .
"You like what you do to me ?"he asks in between kisses .
I nod , because my mind can not form words at this moment.
"Words Elena ..,"he orders and the sounds of fabric tearing makes me gasp a little as he throws my panties behind him somewhere.
"I like what I do to you .,"I say breathlessly as he attacks my neck with kisses, my hands fly to his shirt unbuttoning ripping a few off in the process.
His hands grip my ass , grinding me down on him he groans , his eyes are dark with lust mirroring mine .
He peels my top off , he bites down on my collar bone and I moan in extacy. My back arcs my nails digging on his chest .
One of his hand unclips my bra and my hand works his belt .
"Fuck ..,"his voice is deep , raspy , when my bra falls off , his mouth attacks my nipples . I moan my back arcing even more and my hand flies to his hair pressing him on my chest .
My other hand slips under his slacks , his body tenses . I palm him , big , thick already reaking pre-cum . I stroke .
"Fuck ..Elena ..,"he moans , groans my name . The sounding making nothing short of angelic He pulls back from my chest looking up at me his head shooting back .
I stop and I adjust my self on top of him . Our eyes meet , I smirk , because I know what I do to him .
I run his tip through my already slick folds .
"Your dripping for me ..,"he groans looking down between us , he seats up his hands on my waist .
"You like that dont know?"I ask positioning my self with him .
"I love it.."his voice breaks when I lower my self slowly on him my nails digging on his shoulders .
"Fuck ...Rio ..,"I moan my head burried on his neck .
"You feel so fucking good ..,"his voice is strained , his head shoots back when I finally take all of him . I take a few breaths , adjusting to his size , before I finally look at him, our eyes droopy.
"Ride me like you own me Elena ..,"he orders, his fingers digging on my waist and I smirk before I start moving slowly at first...I move my waist in circles, grinding on him and bouncing.
My moans and his groans fill the space the sound of skin to skin , wet fill the room ..I bounce on him his hand on my throat the other tangled in my hair .
"R..Rio ..,"I moan when he moves his hips meeting mine mid air , hitting a spot inside me making my eyes roll . I bite my lip to keep me from moaning too loud .
His finger takes my lip from between my teeth.
"Let me hear you ..,"he whispers as he thrust into me . Harder at this point am not even riding him anymore he's fucking me soo hard my eyes water .
"I'm close ..,"I announce between moans .
"Come for me princess ..,"he whispers , his hand moving between us he circles my clit .
"Oh my..f..,"I moan ..my back arcing , my nails dig on him as the orgasm rips through me , my ears ring literally and my vision whiteness for a second as he helps me ride out my orgasm. He follows soon after , spilling inside me and I hold him through it grinding down on him .
We're breathless none of us move .
"Gets better every time ..,"he says pulling back to look up at me.
"Yea ..,"I whisper as he leans in for a kiss . This time more gentle.