Two chances

Two chances
"We're both fools," Simon said as he pulled away from her face and held her hands with both of his.
"Repeat that," she questioned, knowing exactly what he wanted her to say.
"That we're fools?" Simon asked, his face serious.
"Paulina!"
"I love you!" she laughed as Simon twirled her in his arms, his mouth covering hers in a kiss that conveyed how they felt about each other.
"Say it again, please," he said as he put her back on the ground, his dark eyes fixed on hers. "I don't think I'll ever tire of hearing it."
"I love you. That's why I got angry and left. Not because your suggestion had separated me from Nathaniel, but because I thought that, in addition to not loving me, you had enjoyed taking advantage of the situation," she explained.
Simon hugged her tightly again.
"I want much more than just taking advantage. I want to marry you, have children, and grow old with you."
"I like that plan. Can we start now?" she asked.
Simon smiled and grabbed her by the butt, lifting her off the ground and forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Her scream made him laugh as he carried her to the bedroom. He laid her on the mattress and kissed her intensely, their tongues, lips, and teeth meeting in a sensual encounter.
Simon's hands worked on the buttons and zippers of Paulina's clothes, eager to lose himself in her. Paulina wanted the same thing and was equally determined to rid him of his cumbersome garments.
"I missed touching you so much," Simon said, sliding his hands down her back and undoing her bra, while his lips tasted the side of her neck and whispered words that set Paulina on fire. "You missed me too, my love," he said confidently, taking one of her turgid breasts into his mouth.
"Very much," she whispered, running her fingers over his strong back, pulling him and writhing against him.
"Where do you want me?" he asked, caressing the top of Perez's thigh. "Show me."
Embers ran through Paulina from top to bottom, concentrating on the inside of her thighs, the center still covered by her panties and jeans, the spot where she guided his hand, breathing heavily when the heat doubled.
Simon groaned against her nipple, the sound making her shiver and desire him.
"This is where I want to be," he assured her, slipping his fingers underneath the fabric to press against the pulsing flesh, making her writhe with lust. "Deep inside."
Paulina's thoughts exploded into small bubbles of soap as Simon dipped one finger inside of her and massaged her clit slowly with another. Her fingers curled against his strong back, her nails digging into his skin, uncontrollable waves of desire crashing through her body from the Salvatore's touch.
"Oh, heavens!"
Heat expanded throughout her body from his touch, making her twist and move against his hand, her head sinking into the mattress and her breaths ragged.
"I can't take it anymore," he murmured.
Paulina let out a soft complaint as Simon pulled away to remove the last pieces of clothing, which were soon replaced by a sigh of delight as she watched with dilated eyes the arousal that rose up, calling to her.
Admiring her, Simon realized she was very close to climax. Not being in a better state, he covered her body with his own, his mouth seeking hers in hot, intense, and passionate kisses.
"I want you, Simon," she moaned, rubbing her breasts against his chest, her hand sliding between them to grab and guide his penis to her wetness, demanding, "Now."
The movement of her feminine hips, daring caresses, legs squeezing him, and demands for more made it clear that she wanted him and couldn't wait any longer. Neither could he.
"My love," he whispered affectionately against her mouth, slowly penetrating her, listening with satisfaction to the hoarse moan as he moved.
Paulina arched her hips and grabbed his buttocks, squeezing them, driving him crazy, setting him on fire, making the slow love he planned impossible. Beautiful in her desire for him.
"I want you so much..." he murmured, watching her as the firm thrusts increased in speed, his heart beating fast, not only because of what they were doing, but because of her, for the love that he finally saw reflected in her clear eyes. "I love you so much."
Paulina held his face and pulled him in for a soft kiss.
"I love you..."
Emotion tightened his heart, every inch vibrating with happiness and leading them closer to ecstasy.
When the orgasm hit Paulina, Simon muffled her cry of pleasure with a kiss, eager to capture every ounce of her pleasure, accelerating the pace towards his own release. He pushed deep one last time, emptying himself inside her, his body collapsing shakily on top of hers.
"That was... wonderful," Simon's mouth moved, hot against her sweaty skin. "And I want you again." He propped himself up on an elbow, his fingers playing with a blue strand of hair. "I don't want to wait until November to make you my wife," he declared. "We can go to Las Vegas today."
Paulina laughed, her whole body relaxing into him. "Our parents would hate it, and I want a religious wedding," she retorted, determined to do everything her way this time.
"We can get married at the courthouse now," he negotiated, his lips trailing down the side of Perez's neck until he placed a kiss on her ear, murmuring softly, "That would decrease your dad's complaints about us living together and about his daughter getting pregnant before marriage."
"I won't get pregnant before marriage," she explained, sliding her fingers down his arms in the face of his alpha male's skeptical look. "I took a three-month contraceptive injection about a month ago. It was one of his requirements...um, you know."
"No contraceptive is 100% effective, and I'll make sure to do my part," he promised, eliciting a laugh from Perez. "Plus, I see the advantages of getting married at the courthouse now and in November at the church."
"What advantages?" she asked.
"I'll have two chances to undress the bride," he replied with a mischievous smile, kissing her afterwards.
Under Simon's caresses and kisses, Paulina concluded that his plans pleased her, and she would enjoy with pleasure his two chances to undress the groom.