#maynas

You had taken him home to your parents during spring break during his senior year and they welcomed him with open arms, even after they heard his last name. Miguel’s parents giving you very much the same welcoming the following week when he took you home. Miguel asked for your parents permission for your hand in marriage when he landed back in Santo Padre taking on the business and you of course said yes when he proposed during your graduation dinner. You were the one that had told him you didn’t want to know about the other side of business and he was the one that told you he still wanted you to chase your career dreams, which you did.

You were the best wife, mother and daughter in law the Galindo’s as a whole could have asked for and after the fire burning down the house and what happened to Dita, you quite your job to become a house maker, making sure everyone was safe emotionally and physically. You stepped up with Dita, making sure she was well taken care of, making sure she saw the doctors and got all the help she needed, while Miguel went about the family business.

It hit you the most when Nestor drove you to the top of the hill the old house used to sit on after reading the beautiful loving letter Dita had left you and you saw Dita laying there in the dirt. Although you yourself were dealing with the guilt of letting it happen and trying to hold the family together, Miguel couldn’t have wished for a better person to be married too and to hold him together during one of the hardest times of his life. You cooked all his favourite things, made sure everything was perfect when he came home, gave him his alone time when he needed it and held him anytime he cried.

It had been a long and hard road to finally get back to somewhat, of a place you had been in before Dita passed away, but you were finally starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. You were in the process of finding a new house, you both in agreement that it was hard to be in the house without Dita there, Miguel asked you to help shave his beard for a change and he had told you openly that now he was starting to heal the best he could, he had neglected you during the whole process and it was time he started to pay attention to you.

Miguel sent you a message saying to leave the kids with Maria, she would be having them for the night, to pack an over night back and Nestor would be waiting for you outside to drive you to your destination. You smiled down at the phone following his instructions and you left after you made sure Maria was fine with the kids. You and Nestor made small talk as he drove you over the boarder and you arrived at a hotel that you had spent your wedding night at.

When you got out of the car Marcus was waiting, handing you a key and telling you that if you needed him or Nestor, they would be in a room a couple of doors down and that Miguel wouldn’t be long. You opened the door using your room key and you gasped at the beauty of the room. The big glass doors opening up to the desert with the sun setting behind the hills, the king size bed made perfectly and sitting on it a blue box. You dropped your bag down rushing over to it pulling the note out of it and flipping the card open,

“Mi amor, love of my life. I can’t thank you enough for what you do for our family and for what you have done for me. Be waiting for me in this, I love you”

You pulled the silk ribbon lose and pulled the box lid off, gasping again. You reached in picking up the thin straps of the navy long nighty, the breast parts a sheer lace and a thigh high split that was trimmed with lace, a matching robe and thong under it. You took your time freshening up, taking a nice long bath, Miguel messaging you that he would be there in an hour. You slipped on the outfit that Miguel had brought you, making sure your breast where sitting perfectly, rubbing some shimmer on your legs and putting on gloss when you heard the beep of the door.

You walked out of the bathroom and had almost got to the door when it opened, a smile pulling to your face when your eyes set on him, his face cleanly shaven reminding you of the feelings you had when you first met him in college, your eyes then scanning down his black long-sleeved shirt that clung to his solid body and then down to his tight-fitting grey dress pants. You saw Miguel’s eyes scan over your body and a half smile pulling to his face as he closed the door locking it and walking towards you,

“Such a lucky Papa” he licked his lips.

“Yes, you are” you winked.

When Miguel reached you, his hands going straight to your hips, the warmth of his big hands coming through the silk and he dipped his head catching your lips and kissing you so deeply that you had to wrap your arms around his neck so you didn’t lose your balance.

Miguel didn’t let up on the kiss backing you into the bed, spinning you around so his legs rested against the edge of the bed instead. Miguel broke the kiss pushing off your robe so it pooled behind you on the floor and then he reached for the hem of his shirt ripping it over his heas throwing it on the floor. Your hands went to his shoulders and you pushed him gently on the bed and he laid down on his back before you moved to climb over him your legs going either side him and you ran your hands down his bare chest and back up again, the feel of his curse chest hair sending heat straight between your legs. Miguel’s hands ran up your side and up to cup your breast over the lace and he tugged on your nipples pulling a moan from you,

“I’ am sorry I’ve neglected you amor. You held me together when I needed you the most”

You lent down, your elbows going either side of his head and you started to rock your hips over him,

“I love you, Miguel”

“Not as much as I love you, Y/N” Miguel gripped your hips again rolling you over so you were on your back and he was on top of you, your hands going to cup his smooth cheeks “Tonight my love, I want to hear you. I want to hear you scream my name”

“Yes” you moaned out when Miguel rolled his hips up hard into you.

“Good girl”  

You stormed out the function overly pissed, Miguel was the one that wanted to keep you both a secret, not wanting you to be pulled into his divorce and not having people look at you like he was using you to get things pased by Antonia. You had wanted to go to the city’s annual fundraiser on his arm, but he had told you from the start, that he wouldn’t go public with you till court had finalised everything.

You had felt his eyes on you all night, watching you intently as you worked the function, being at Antonia’s beck and call and making sure everything was running smoothly. It was half way through the speeches when Romeo came over to stand next to you at the side of the room, handing you a drink and he started to whisper in your ear, touching your arm and standing too close to you.

Miguel saw Romeo’s eyes wondering over your body in your white Spanish style knee length dress. Miguel’s blood started to boil and he reached into his suit jacket pulling out his phone and opening his messages to you,

Miguel: You’ve made your point. Walk away from him now.  

Miguel watched as the frown lines appeared on your forehead and you looked over him and he raised an eye brow at you.

Y/N: You’re not my boss. There is no point needing to be made, so what’s your issue?”

Miguel looked at your message and looked back at you, your eyes on him and he mouthed “Now” to you, the speech finished and the room clapped, the music starting up again to fill the room as everyone started to talk between themselves.  

You excused yourself from Romeo, walking straight out the door towards a deserted hall way off of the function room. Your anger charging through you. You hadn’t realised Miguel was following close behind, till his hand grabbed onto your arm and he pulled you towards a door and pushed you into the small dim lit space, closing the door behind you both. You spun around on your heels and opened your mouth to speak, when in a flash, Miguel grabbed your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, tipping your head back,

“When I ask you to do something, I don’t need to ask you twice”

“You didn’t ask, you demanded” you spat back “There was nothing going on”

“All your work colleagues look at your breasts and touch you like that?”

“He is just a friend. I would never do that to you”

“You wouldn’t?”

“No, I wouldn’t. You’re the one that is keeping us from everyone in your life. Everyone in my life knows I’ am with someone, I just haven’t told them who”

“And yet he still had his eyes and hands all over you and you let him” Miguel snarled.

“You don’t want me, that’s why you’re not telling anyone about us yet. Galindo’s whore, is all I’ am to you” you spat “You only think about yourself. Your so selfish”

Miguel chuckled, his smile turning devilish, when his fingers left your chin, as he turned you around by your hips and pushed you into the door,

“Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you”

“How is that fair?”

“You Y/N, are mine, Galindo territory.”

You raised your eye brow at him. His hands going to the outside of your thighs running up under your dress and he rolled his hips into you, his length hardening behind his zipper. One hand slid into the waist of your panties and the other came up to thread into your hair, giving it a sharp tug and pulling your head to the side. You moaned loud as two of his long fingers pushed into you and his lips landed on the curve of your neck, sucking and nipping hard, marking your neck.

You gripped onto one of his shoulders through his light grey jacket and reached down to unzip his pants zipper, reaching in and pulling his long, hard cock out of his boxers. You moved your hand over him, his oozing pre cum covering your hand. Miguel’s fingers thrusted in and out of you, his thumb circling where it needed to be circling the most.

Your hand was working Miguel feverishly, when he pulled off your neck with a hard pop, pulling a loud moan from you, from the pleasurable pain. You rolled your hips down on Miguel’s fingers in time with his thrust’s, your core fluttering around his digits. Your head fell back on the door, your eyes closing tight and your mouth dropping open, as you came hard around him, your arousal running down his fingers.

Your chest was heaving and your eyes started to flutter open as you came back down from your high, when you were caught off guard with Miguel’s wet hand, that was just inside you, coming up into your hair and pushing you down on your knees. Miguel rested his wet tip on your bottom lip and you opened your mouth willingly, looking up at him through your eye lashes, resting your hands on his thighs and he thrusted into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and you gaging around him slightly.

Your eye’s started to water, and you began to splutter and gag around him, arousal rushing through you again, and you squeezed your thighs together for some relief as you sunk back down his long shaft. Both of Miguel’s hands went to the back on your head holding it there, his thick hair brushing over your nose and lips. A loud roar left him as he bucked forward and his hot, salty cum spilt on your tongue and ran down your throat.

Miguel slowly pulled out of your mouth, looking down at you, his hand coming to rest on your cheek and his thumb running along your chin before he reached down grabbing your hands to pull you onto your feet and the zipping himself away. You flattened your dress and ran your fingers through your hair to tam the mess, when Miguel came up to you, his hands going to your hips pushing you back into the door again and his lips came to meet yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth to roll with yours.

Miguel pulled back, moving your hair off your neck and running the tips of his fingers over the purple mark he left on your skin,

“I will give you what you want. I want to give you what you want. But you need to give me time and you need to trust me” Miguel said, softly kissing your cheek.

“Ok” you nodded back “I better get back”

Miguel kissed you deeply again and then brushed his nose over yours,

“Make sure your friend see’s that, so he knows your spoken for”  

Miguel, pulled you forward kissing along your clothed waist between his words over the phone. You took your hands away from him and reached down to the hem of your tank top pulling it over your head and dropping it to the floor. Miguel’s eyes scanned up your naked mid-section and settled on your breasts in your sports bra and his grip on your behind tightened as a half smirk pulled to his face.

A cheeky grin pulled to your face and you spun quickly walking to the bedroom door closing and locking it, before you walked back over to him, back between his legs. You reached up pulling off your sports bra throwing it to join your tank top and very slowly took off your tights and panties.

Miguel licked his lips continuing his phone conversation, but watching you for your next move. Your hands come to his shoulders again, running down over them and stopping just at his peaks and you pushed him back, onto his back on the bed. You continued to run your hands down over his abs to the waist of his sleep pants and you tugged on them to pull them down, Miguel lifting his hips slightly to help you.

You wrapped your hand around his semi hard cock and his eyes shut and his mouth dropped open. You saw his brow frown as he tried to not let what you were doing stop him from continuing the phone conversation. Your hand worked on him, moving up and down his shaft, his arousal covering your hand making it wet, and his free hand came down to grab onto your wrist,

“Ok, I have to go. Keep me posted”

Miguel hung up the phone, throwing it somewhere on the bed, bringing his now free hand up over his face as his groans filled the room. You took his balls in your other cupped hand and he moved to perch himself up on his elbows looking at you briefly before his head fell back with a loud groan,

“Yes baby- just like that. Make me cum” Miguel groaned.

In a heartbeat you pulled your hands away from Miguel, quickly crawling on the bed and straddling him so your back was too him. You raised up slightly, lining him up to you before you sunk down on him. Your hot, warm, wet center wrapping around him. You sat fully on him and braced yourself on his knees, Miguel’s hands coming up to rest on the inside of your thighs when you started to roll your hips over him.

“Oh Miguel” you moaned, moving your hips feverishly over him.

You felt his big, long fingered hands run up from your thighs and coming to rest on your sides, his grip bruising as he started to buck up into you. You were caught off guard when Miguel sat up, his chest flush with your back and his hands slid up to your breast, taking them in his hands, squeezing them and tugging at your nipples.

Your mouth dropped open and the fire in your belly about to power through you, when you felt his lips and beard on your shoulder, Miguel grunting into your skin. One hand left your breast and quickly came down to find your needy pearl, circling it with his fingers and his other hand hooking up under your arm to slam you down onto him by your shoulder. Both of your bodies were now sweaty and the room was filled with loud grunts and moans.  

Miguel slammed you down onto him and his name ran out of your mouth, your body caught on fire as you came around him, your heart beating fast and he whispered praise in your ear. You were pulled out of your bliss when Miguel pulled you back into him hard, his lips still at your ear, groaning into it as his release spilt deep inside you.

Miguel covered your back and shoulders in light kisses while you both tried to catch your breath before you got up off him and you sat next to him on the bed.  Miguel hooked an arm around your neck pulling you into him, kissing him deeply, while his other hand sat lightly on your cheek,

“Good morning my love" Miguel smirked at you and you giggled.

“Morning babe” you brought your hand up to rest on his chest “Business over the boarder today?”

“I think today, mi Amor” Miguel started to push you back to lay you back on the bed and he settled between your now spread legs “I have some other business that needs to be handled, here” Miguel’s lips landed on your neck as he started to nip and suck along your skin, pinning your hands above your head “What do you think?”

You moaned thrusting your hips up into him,

“You better take care of business then”

You couldn’t focus anywhere in the house to get work done. You started at the kitchen table, moved to the kitchen bench, moved outside by the pool, moved back inside to the sitting area, went into the bedroom and now finally you were in Miguel’s office which still didn’t help even though it smelt like him. You stood up from his desk and walked over to the doors crossing your arms across your body starring out into nowhere.

You had completely zoned out as your eyes focused on the mountains behind the house, you hadn’t even heard Miguel walk in and sit down. You turned around and jumped in freight at his smirking face looking up at you from his desk chair, his arms resting on the arm rest’s and his legs spread wide,

“My love”

“Hey baby. Sorry I didn’t hear you come in” you walked over to him to stand between his legs and you lent down kissing him lightly on his lips, one of your hands resting on his thigh, the other on his shoulder, one of his on your hip and then you moved to sit on his lap, his hand running up and down your back.

“When is it due?” Miguel looked over at your lap top screen.

“2 days” you rubbed your hands over your face.

“Why can’t you focus mi Amor?” Miguel looked up at you and titled his head to the side and you shrugged “Did you miss me?” Miguel purred, his hand pulling your t shirt dress up for his hand to run up under it, his fingers brushing over your skin, under your bra strap and the other hand running up your thigh up between yours legs.

“Miguel” you panted, your head falling back biting your bottom lip when you felt his hand slip into the waist of your panties, and you spread your legs wider for him when his fingers brushed through your folds.

“This is why you can’t focus my love- so wet” Miguel kissed along your neck as he slid in two fingers “Let me help you focus better. Would you like that?” Miguel breathed into your skin before grazing his teeth lightly over your neck slipping in another finger.

“Ple-yes please” you moaned out, your hands gripping on his arm as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, his lips kissing along your skin, his beard brushing along the way and his thumb connecting with your clit pushing on it gently.

You could hear how wet you were as Miguel pushed his fingers in and out of you and he could feel how close you were, feeling your inner walls fluttering around his digits and how you started to move your hips over them. He kissed up to your ear, his lips at the shell of it,

“That’s all you needed, wasn’t it my love? Just needed me to take care of you. To make you cum”

“Ye-yes” you panted out.

You dug your nails into Miguel’s arms through his shirt, your eyes closing shut and groaning loud as your body was thrown into complete bliss, Miguel whispering praises into your ear till your eyes fluttered open again looking down at him with a grin on your face, Miguel smirking up at you.

Miguel pulled his hand out of your panties and brought his fingers up to your lips. You opened your mouth willingly licking and sucking his fingers clean. You looked out of the corner of your eye at Miguel’s heavy lidded eyes, his mouth slightly open and a growl left his chest when you pulled his fingers out of your mouth with a pop kissing the tips of them. You lent down, dipping your head to catch his lips with yours kissing him deeply and Miguel groaned into your mouth when he tasted you on his tongue.

Miguel scooped you up bridal style, standing up off the chair and started to walk you both out of the office,

“Miguel” you whined wrapping your arms around his neck “Baby, I have work to do”

A wicked grin pulled to Miguel’s face as he opened the door walking you both to the bedroom, dropping you on the bed and settling between your spread legs, rolling his hips into you,

“Not yet Amor, I need you to help me focus first”  

You had drought the tickets to the Cabo beach night club before you guys had even booked the holiday, it being the only night you could actually get entry, it being that popular. You felt so sexy with your sun kissed skin, your beach wave hair, just enough make up and your short black thinned strapped v neck sun dress with an open back. You felt like a million dollars and didn’t take long for you to catch his eye.

You could see him sitting in his private cabana on the edge of the day bed, three sides closed in and thick sheer drapes pulled back at the front. You stood at the bar, your eyes scanning over his perfectly placed hair, his brown intense eyes, his bearded face, his jaw that could cut glass, his white button down undone just enough clinging to his body and his tan pants fitting just right around his wide spread legs. You bit your bottom lip letting your eyes scan back up his body when your eyes met his and he gave you a wink.

Your cheeks blushed but you gave him a small shy smile as the bar tender handed you and Alice your drinks. Alice grabbed your hand and started to pull you back towards the dance floor. As you walked away you looked over your shoulder and he raised his glass up to you nodding his head slightly.  It was a long while later when you walked off the dance floor onto the sand to get some fresh air, Alice was kissing some guy she met on the dance floor in a dark corner.

You walked across the sand, the warmth of the night hitting your skin as you walked to the edge of the water letting the waves wash over your feet and you looked out into the never ending dark of the night, the moon shining down into the ripples of the waves,

“You’re an amazing dancer”

Your head shot to the side and a small smile pulled to your face when your eyes locked with a brown pair that you had been flirty with earlier,

“Thank you” you smiled over at him “So is your cabana”

“Marcus” he held his hand out to you.

“Y/N” you placed your hand in his big one, he lifting the back of your hand to his lips kissing it, his hairy face brushing on your skin sending goose bumps all over your body and heat into your belly “Nice to meet you Marcus”

“Like wise” he grinned down at you “I haven’t seen you here before. First time?”

“Ah yeah. You come here every night?”

“I manage it. Helping out a friend while he runs another one, in the Height’s actually” The handsome man smiled down at you.

“The Ramirez one?” you raised an eye brow and he nodded back.

“You from New York?”

“I’ am actually. Here on holidays. That’s one of the best night clubs around, I know it quite well”

He smiled down at you and you felt your knees tremble looking into the sea of brown hoping they wouldn’t give way under you.

“Would you like to join me for a drink?”

“I would love too”

He lent over grabbing your arm linking it around his bent one, guiding you back up the beach towards the private cabana. He gave some orders to the wait staff in Spanish, you had no idea what he was saying, but the way he rolled his r’s made you think what else that tongue could do. He came back over to sit next to you, his body heat sending a shiver down your spine and he gave you a smile making your panties dampen. Cocktails turned into shots and the conversation was flowing amazingly,

“I might have to come to New York and buy some of your art for the club”

“It’s not my art, I just run the gallery. But New York and I will welcome you any time” You smirked up at him.

He reached up to your cheek, cupping it and rubbing his long thumb across your jaw pulling you towards him,

“You know I wouldn’t be coming just for the art” he licked his lips “Your more beautiful than anything that could be hung on any wall”

You turned your head kissing the palm of his hand before you lent forward, ghosting his lips with yours,

“Your pretty handsome yourself Marcus”

His lips crashed on yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth. You grabbed onto the wrist of the hand that was still on your cheek and your other gripping onto his shirt at his waist, his other hand resting between your shoulder blades pulling you towards him. You swallowed each other’s moans and groans before you pulled away to catch your breath,

“I’ am up for pretty much anything, but having a crowd watching isn’t one of them” you giggled low peaking his lips again.

You pulled away getting up and walked to one side of the cabana unhooking one of the drapes pulling it across as you walked to the other side doing the same thing, pulling them both so they were closed together. You turned around looking at him sitting on the edge of the day bed, his legs spread and a tent in his pants. You chuckled and walked back over to him. He reached for your hand pulling you to perch you on one leg, his arm hooking around your middle and his other going to your thigh running up under your dress.

You threaded one hand into his hair and reached down with your other undoing his shirt buttons, running your hand over his amazing chest. Not breaking the kiss to move you, he grabbed your leg so you could straddle his lap and you started to roll your hips down on him, both his hands running up your thighs to grope at your ass through your panties. You reached down between you both while your tongue rolled with his, undoing his belt, button and zipper, sliding your hand down into his boxers, wrapping your hand around his hard thick cock pulling it out, his pre cum coating your hand. He broke the kiss, his head dropping back and his jaw slack,    

“Yes Y/N, like that” he groaned.

You lent forward kissing his neck, your teeth grazing over his skin as you made your way up to his ear nipping at his ear lobe,

“Protection?” you whispered into his ear.

He reached into his pocket pulling out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth. You moved your hands away from him to roll it on before you lifted yourself up slightly lining yourself to him, pulling your panties to one side and sinking down on him till you were sitting. His heavy hooded eyes looked up at you as he sucked in his bottom lip when you started to roll your hips over him.

His hands slid up your body around to your chest, cupping you through your cloths, squeezing them and pushing them together. Your hands started down to his abs and ran up over his chest, taking his nipples between your thumb and pointer finger, toying with them till they were both hard and then they slid up onto his neck your nails slightly digging into his skin,

“You are so sexy” he groaned, his hand’s on your hips rocking you back and forth bucking up into you.

You could see his chest raising, his grunts sounding more aggressive and rolled your hips faster, chasing your own release. He let go of one breast and it quickly found its way between you both, his long thumb connecting with your clit rolling it in circles.

It wasn’t long before your nails where digging hard into his skin pulling a hiss from his lips, your eyes slammed shut and your head dropped forward, your moans filling the small space you were both in. In a heartbeat he rolled you onto your back on the day bed, pushing both your legs up near your ears thrusting deep into you, another smaller orgasms washing over you when he stilled, gasping coming deep inside you.

He slowly let your legs drop down and he looked down at you, a big grin on both your faces. He lent down kissing you lightly, brushing your hair out of your face before getting up off you, disposing of the condom and zipping himself away. You stood up straightening yourself up pushing your dress back down and flattening your hair.

**

You were sitting in the hotel restaurant, you and Alice exchanging all the dirty details over breakfast waiting for your airport transfer when your waiter sat the days local paper on the table and refilled your juice glass,

“Oh Alice he was amazing. Everything about him was just- its making me wet just thinking about it” you both giggled “I’ll never forget Marcus. Maybe we come back next month what do you think?”

Alice rolled her eyes at you as you picked up the paper unfolding it, yours eyes scanning over the page trying to make sense of the Spanish words in front of you.

“That would be a no. You had an amazing holiday romance, leave it at that. He is probably a shit boyfriend or a murder or something”

You picked up your juice cup taking a sip, you turned the page and spat your juice straight out of your mouth all over the paper and table, chocking trying to catch your breath.

“Y/N, you ok?” Alice got up off her chair walking around to rub your back.

“Thank you” You finally settled down and had a sip of water “Alice, this is him” your eyes were wide looking at the picture on the page.

Alice looked over your shoulder down at the big black and white picture, with a big heading and the words under the picture ‘Miguel Galindo’

“He’s hot, good job” Alice patted your shoulder and moved to sit down.

“I can’t understand this, it’s in Spanish. He told me his name was Marcus, but under the picture it says Miguel Galindo” You grabbed your phone opening the web browser typing in the name, taking a deep breath and clicking enter. You gasped at the results, your hand coming up over your mouth “Oh my goodness Alice he- it’s-he” you were lost for words, speed reading what was on your screen.

Alice grabbed your phone scrolling through the stories on the screen and she chuckled,

“Only you could be in another country and manage to pick up and sleep with a criminal that is wanted for multiple charges from the DEA”

“He told me I was beautiful” your eyes were wide in disbelief.

“You are. Just write it off as a holiday romance and leave it at that”

You had a towel wrapped around you sitting on the edge of the bath after you had gotten out of the shower, rubbing scar cream into the fading ones that where left on your thighs. You heard Miguel’s shoes on the tiles and you turn slightly smiling over your shoulder at him,

“Here amor” Miguel walked over to stand in front of you dropping to his knees in front of you “Let me help”

Miguel took the tube of cream off you, squeezing some onto his long fingers. Miguel pushed the towel up slightly to one that was on top of your thigh that you hadn’t gotten too yet, the soft tips of his fingers rubbing the cream into your skin. Miguel’s other hand rested on your other knee. One of your hands rested on the bath and your other went to his shoulder, your finger running along the chain around his neck over his collar,

“What are you going to put on here once I get my rings back?”

Miguel looked up at you with a soft smile, wiping his fingers clean on your towel, standing up and pulling a box out of his pocket. You raised an eye brow at him and he moved to sit on the edge of the bath next to you, one arm going around you and his other holding the box out to you. You took it slowly out of his hand and slipped the lid off. You gasped tears coming to your eyes looking over at him and then looking back down at the pear shaped white gold diamond ring and matching diamond band.

Miguel kissed your forehead, his hand coming to the side of your head. You pulled the rings out of the box, Miguel taking his arm off from you, taking the rings off you. He grabbed your left hand and slipped them on your wedding ring finger. You looked down at them once he slipped them on, moving them around to see them shine in the light of the bathroom,

“Miguel. They are beautiful, but there is nothing wrong with my old ones”

“New rings, new start amor. These ones” Miguel put his hand on his shirt resting over the rings that rested around his neck “Having these here will always remind me what I threw away and what I was lucky enough to get back. And these” Miguel lifted your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles just under your rings “Will remind me how lucky I’ am to have such an amazing and beautiful wife that I love more then anything”

Miguel’s hands grabbed your cheeks pulling you to him, his lips landing on yours. You sighed into his mouth, your arm going around his middle and your other grabbing onto his wrist. Miguel let his hand drop from your cheek to the inside of your knee. Miguel deepened the kiss and his hand ran up the inside of your thigh, the tips of his fingers running through your core.

You spread your legs wide and you moved yourself to the very edge of the bath. Miguel pushed two fingers into you. Your wet core welcoming them like it hadn’t been over a year since he touched you like this. Your arm around him went up into his hair tugging on it slightly pulling a groan from him and your other moving to the baths edge again to support youself.

Miguel’s thumb met your needy pearl rubbing over it. You gasped into his mouth before pulling away from the kiss, your head dropping back your eyes fluttering shut. Miguel started to kiss down your neck, nipping and sucking lightly, his beard running along your skin. You both knew it wouldn't be long before you were screaming his name. Miguel plunged in another finger, them thrusting in and out of you fast, the feeling on your clit taking your breath away. Your hand balled into a fist in his hair, Miguel’s fingers hitting your sweet stop and he nipped your pulse point, his name echoing through the room.

Miguel rode you through your high before taking his fingers out of you. You watched on while he brought them to his lips, pushing them into his mouth licking them clean and giving you a wink. Miguel pulled his fingers out of his mouth and stood up. He pulled a surprised squeal from you when he scoped you up bridal style carrying you into the bedroom, peaking your lips along the way. Miguel dropped you on the bed and jumped on you, your legs spreading to welcome him between them,

“I love you so much Y/N, and I’ll do whatever I can to continue to make it up to you my”