Chapter 240 - You Are Mine Mermaid - meters
Guadalupe
The blond guy stood at the front of the table, crossing his arms as he looked at me, waiting for my response. Inside, I was screaming with excitement, about to burst.
"Always so sweet. You can't now, but when you return, you can spoil me as much as you want."
"That's a big step. If I send you a gift with Simon, would you accept it?"
"I don't usually return gifts."
"Expect it soon. Now I have to go, princess, I'll be keeping an eye on you. Take care."
"You too." When Lobo ended the call, Arnold was looking at me with anger.
"Tell him to be more original with the nickname; everyone says princess."
Thousands of butterflies, ants, monkeys, elephants, and all those animals people say you feel at moments like this, I felt them all at once. I didn't have just one animal; I had the whole zoo in my stomach. My blond guy was dead jealous.
"It's nicer than Tadpole, though." How to describe the look of my silly blond guy.
"Are you going to accept it?" I shrugged.
"We're getting to know each other; that's the foundation for any relationship." He took his cellphone and headed to his room but turned back.
"Tell me, are you going to accept it?"
"Arnold, I have nothing with anyone. He seems interesting and has been a complete gentleman so far. I don't know what will happen. But if something develops when he returns, maybe I'll become his girlfriend, I suppose."
"Girlfriend? He's older than you, he's even older than me!"
"Mr. Simon and Luisa have a ten-year age gap, and Diana and Mr. Miguel have thirteen. Lobo is only eleven years older than me. I'll be twenty soon; I don't see it as a big deal. Besides, you're the one who always says that maturity in a partner brings many benefits."
He was turning blue. He turned around and came back, this time kneeling beside me. I was sitting and already feeling tired of the position; I needed to lie down soon. He was about to speak but held back.
"You must be tired."
He ended up saying, and I sighed, nothing more from him. He picked me up; it was evident he held back at the last moment. What does it cost him to ask me for something? And if I listen to Shirley? She told me that if I had confidence in myself, I should be bold. It worked for her with Aníbal.
"Arnold, I want to bathe."
That meant asking for his help to get into the bathroom… His eyes sparkled. I'll do everything in my power to make him decide. If I fail in the end, well, an experience in a woman's life is just an experience.
"Tadpole, are you sure?" I frowned.
"Just help me get into the bathroom, that's all. What did you think?"
"You can't move; you won't be able to scrub yourself."
I turned red. Being so bold led him to think otherwise, and he was right.
"You're so innocent that I don't know if it makes me angry or if it's what attracts me to you so damn much." My whole body heated up.
"Well, help me bathe."
If a person's eyes could emit their own light, that was Arnold's light brown gaze. Sometimes they seemed golden. He picked me up again, carefully carrying me to the bathroom. He was in sweatpants and a white tank top, and my heart was racing. That scoundrel with that mischievous look, which, I won't deny, I loved. He turned on the faucet, took off my robe, and I was left in just my thong.
"I never thought I'd like your cartoon thongs so much."
It was literally embarrassing. The first time he undressed me, I had Tasmanian Devil cartoon thongs, and now they were happy faces. All my underwear was cartoon-themed and cotton, nothing sensual. He got in with his clothes on, thank goodness.
"Come on, Cinnamon Mermaid, now you'll know what it's like to be bathed."
I had no idea if this was the scene one expects in such a case. With my whole body bruised, aching, and my leg stinging from the water, but at the same time, it was so special what we were experiencing.
"Careful with the leg."
"I'm clumsy with my mouth, not with my hands."
I covered my face to laugh freely. This man was… He started washing my hair. He might have clothes on, but he was excited. It was evident how hard and… big he was.
"A cute little Tadpole is turning very red."
"Don't tease me. You know this is…"
"I know."
He whispered in my ear, turned on the shower again, and the water fell on my hair. It was so exciting to feel him touch me that way.
"Don't cut your hair again, please. Mermaids keep their hair extremely long." I smiled. I want him to kiss me!
"I like Sirena more than Renacuaja," she objected.
"You'll always be my Renacuaja. Lupe, I'm going to soap your entire body, I'm going to touch you."
Just when I thought I had reached the peak of embarrassment with this man, he came up with comments like this.
"Relax, you'll like it."
My heart was racing. With a gentleness I never thought he was capable of, he began to wash me with the sponge. My nipples were completely aroused and became even harder when he passed the sponge over them. He was very delicate as he moved over my ribs. The lower he went, the more embarrassed I felt. When he finished running his big hands over my entire body, he whispered in my ear.
"This is a complete, fucking delicious torture, Sirena." Our breaths were labored. "Do you think after this I'm going to let anyone else touch what I've just marked as mine?" Our eyes locked.
"What does that mean?"
"I'll try to have something stable with you, but let's not name it yet, please. Do you take it or leave it?" I had no idea if I would regret it later, but I decided to take the plunge.
"Just me?" I asked. He smiled.
"I don't want to hear that you're still getting calls from Lobo, and especially not that he calls you 'princess,' or that you accept gifts from him."
He made a face. I wished I could move to climb onto him. I wanted to cry, laugh, jump. I nodded.
"I'm going to do something I've been obsessed with since I saw them."
I frowned. His mouth took mine again, claiming my lips. His tongue entered like it owned them. Then he released my lips and moved down to take a nipple into his mouth. The wave of heat was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but moan. It was the most delicious sensation. Arnold licked, bit, and sucked both my nipples, kissing one while caressing the other. Then he kissed me again.
"We need to heal you, my Sirena."
"Just kiss me again." He smiled.
"You're going to kill me, woman. Now I urgently need to go to my bathroom and jerk off." See what I mean? "You're purple, Renacuaja." The shameless man was laughing at me. "Get used to it."
"I have no other choice."
Carefully, he helped me out, dried my body, and found a thong with Minnie Mouse's head on it.
"This one's cool."
I was already all in; I couldn't stop my feelings from flying into the stratosphere. With the same gentleness, he put on my underwear, applied ointments to the many bruises on my body. The one on my leg hurt; part of it was raw. He put on my robe.
"Being your nurse is growing on me." He kissed me again. "Now I need to take care of my member."
"Could you stop being so specific?" I said. The shameless man shook his head.
"You should be proud that I'm going to masturbate thinking of you."
I covered my face. He must be doing it just to tease me. The doorbell rang. I frowned. He helped me lie down on the bed, covered me with the sheet, and kissed my lips.
"I'll be right back, Sirena."
Who could it be? A few minutes later, my parents entered my room, along with Mr. Daniel, and he was still in wet clothes.
"You have visitors, Renacuaja."
"My love." My mother started crying, and my dad clutched his hat.
"Young man, thank you. For all the trouble you've taken with my daughter, I'd like to speak with you." Crap. I looked at him, and he was smiling.
"Arnold, why are you wet?" Mr. Daniel shouldn't have asked that question.
"It wasn't easy to bathe a Renacuaja."
There was the imprudence of the rascal! How could he say that in front of my parents?! The shameless man, smiling. My mother frowned, and my dad got serious looking at him.
"Don Jacinto, I'd be happy to talk in the office. Just let me get changed. Rest assured, I was very respectful with your daughter. In fact, I went into the bathroom blindfolded; your daughter didn't allow me to see her."
I wanted to kill him. Daniel was about to burst out laughing. My mother didn't buy the story, and at least my dad could breathe.
"See you soon. You're in good company, Renacuaja. I'm going to do what I said a while ago."
I must have been green, purple, blue—any of those colors must have been on my face. And Daniel, knowing his brother's behavior well, understood everything and burst out laughing. Meanwhile, I wanted to hide, disappear. I watched him leave my room triumphantly. You'll pay for this.