Carlos was still processing what Alberto had just said. He wasn't sure how he was feeling at that moment; it was a mix of joy and doubt.
Alberto noticed Carlos's hesitation and added, "Perhaps you may have found it sudden, but I want you to know that I didn't intend to fall in love with you. It was inevitable."
Alberto held Carlos's hand and continued, "You're an amazing person. After what happened to me, I thought I wouldn't fall in love again for a while. But then you came along, and everything changed. You make me happy whenever you're around. I become a better person when I'm with you."
Carlos smiled affectionately at Alberto and squeezed his hand. "I didn't expect to feel this way about you either. You've turned my routine upside down, but it's been better than I thought it would be. However, I can't deny that I'm afraid. Afraid of your world and all that you have to do to maintain your position, and afraid of getting hurt."
"Carlos, I would never hurt you. Both of us have come from relationships that hurt us. I may not know you well yet, but I believe you would never do the same to me."
"Alright, Alberto. I want to give it a try, despite my fear. Deep down, I know I wouldn't let anyone hurt me. So, I accept not only because I feel the same way about you, but because it's time to move on. I've spent too long depriving myself of happiness."
Alberto smiled, a rare sight, and took Carlos's hand, planting a kiss on it. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that." Carlos and Alberto finished their dinner and decided to take a walk on the beach before returning to the hotel.
Alberto wanted to give Carlos some attention since he wouldn't be able to during his meetings. He wanted this moment to be special for him. They walked hand in hand on the beach, admiring the sea and kissed under the moonlight.
Carlos was happy. He was in a country he'd always wanted to visit, and he was with Alberto, the man who shook his entire world. So, in that moment, he didn't need to think about anything else. He didn't want to think about "what ifs" with Lucas or the psychopath, Andrey. He wanted to live in that moment without thinking about anything or anyone, not even tomorrow, which was something he never failed to do.
After spending some time on the beach, they went back to the hotel. Carlos went to take a shower, while Alberto stayed in the living room, reviewing some reports. He knew they were being followed, likely by Andrey. Alberto asked his men to stay alert and requested additional security from his partners. He wouldn't let Andrey ruin his trip with Carlos, nor would he let Carlos know about it.
Carlos finished his shower and looked for Alberto. He heard Alberto's voice coming from the living room but decided not to go there, unsure if Alberto was working and not wanting to disturb him.
Alberto finished what he needed to do, gave some more instructions to Paulo, and went to the bedroom. Carlos was looking at the view while drying his hair. Alberto hugged him from behind, kissing his neck. "This place is beautiful. Thank you for bringing me here," Carlos turned around, hugging Alberto's neck and kissing him.
"If it were up to me, I would take you wherever you want to go. I would even go to the Sahara Desert as long as I'm with you." Carlos smiled, playfully slapping Alberto's shoulder. Alberto looked at him, touching his face. "I love seeing you smile like that. It makes me so happy."
Alberto gave him another kiss and went to take his shower. Carlos checked his messages and decided to tell Nina where he was. He sent her a message saying he was in Brazil with Alberto and shared the news about the proposal and his acceptance.
As usual, Nina sent him an audio message freaking out, which he had to listen to quietly, afraid that Alberto might hear. He lay down on the bed, contemplating how everything had come to this point. How all his plans had gone down the drain, and how he was in another country with someone he had only known for a few days, who was now his boyfriend and a mafia member.
If today's Carlos met the Carlos from a month ago, he would be slapped until he came back to his senses. Or he would do the opposite, despite no longer having control of his life, he had to admit that he was feeling happy and alive like he hadn't in a long time. Everything he was doing was risky, but in life, some things are worth the risk, and Alberto was worth that risk.
Carlos was absorbed in his thoughts and didn't even notice Alberto coming out of the bathroom, he was only wearing a towel. Alberto approached Carlos and lay down beside him, only then did Carlos notice that Alberto had finished his shower.
He turned and looked towards Alberto's wound "come here, let me see how your wound is" Alberto adjusted himself on the bed, placing his arm behind his head, allowing Carlos to examine him. "apparently it's healing well, keep taking the antibiotics and you'll be fine soon."
Alberto smiled to see that Carlos was really acting like his doctor now "I'll get the medicine and dress the wound" before Carlos got up, he was pulled back by Alberto. "what are you doing? I might accidentally bump into your wound and hurt you."
"I would hurt myself again and again if I had to, just to have you close to me like this" Alberto said this, giving Carlos little kisses, he found it cute the way Carlos behaved with him sometimes. Alberto did have a scary side, but he saw that he tried to hide that side when he was with him.
Carlos couldn't resist and kissed him with more intensity, he positioned himself and sat on his lap, bringing their bodies closer. Alberto moved his hands up his thighs, slipping into the robe, and grabbed Carlos' butt, squeezing it. Carlos moaned from the other's firm grasp, he broke free from the kiss and began to stroke his chest and abdomen, observing every muscle and trace of his body.
That man was completely hot and masculine, as Nina would say, a true Greek god, and Carlos could touch and enjoy all of it, enjoying things that his control didn't allow him to experience.
Carlos moved his hand down to the towel and pulled it open, all of his movements were made without disconnecting his eyes. Carlos stood up a little, fully opening the towel, revealing Alberto's firm erection.
Carlos put his hands on the belt of his robe, untying it, he opened the robe and let it fall off his shoulders, at no point did Alberto take his hands off his butt, he squeezed it again, saying "you're lucky I can't do what I want with you yet." Carlos wanted to learn to be bolder than he was, less passive, as Lucas called him.
Alberto was the perfect opportunity for him to be this new man, and he wanted to do it for himself, not because Alberto imposed this condition to be with him, like Lucas did. He wanted to explore this other side that he refused to live all these years and now he was discovering that it made him happier.
Carlos gave a half-smile and said "but I can" Carlos went back to kissing him and caressing his rock-hard member, while Alberto tried to contain his moans between their kisses and squeezed his butt even more, caressing it.
Carlos pulled away and adjusted himself again, now kneeling between his legs, Carlos could see the lust and excitement in the other's eyes, knowing what he was about to do, Carlos let himself be carried away by the sight of excitement in Alberto's eyes or because of his own, he got on all fours, lowering only his head, leaving his butt completely exposed.
Carlos put his mouth on Alberto, making him unable to hold back his moan any longer, Carlos' mouth doing that was wonderful, and seeing him in that position was driving him crazy. Alberto stroked his back, enjoying that sight, "you'll pay for this, baby."
Alberto took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair, closing his eyes and opening them again, allowing himself to revel in the pleasure that Carlos was providing him with only his mouth. Alberto looked at a certain spot in the room where there was a mirror, realizing that Carlos hadn't noticed that its position gave him a view of the entire bed. If he had known, Alberto figured, he wouldn't have stayed in that position.
He couldn't help but smile at the thought and began to appreciate the view he had through the mirror. Seeing Carlos in that position, with his back arched, fueled his imagination. He couldn't help but imagine himself taking Carlos in that position, and the thought made him even more excited.
Carlos was doing it so well that Alberto was having a hard time holding back. Carlos took hold of Alberto's member with his hand and began to lick around it, trailing his tongue over his balls. Alberto shivered at the sensation; he was sensitive in that area, and Carlos could tell by his reaction. He continued doing it a few more times.
"This isn't fair. I can't hold on anymore." Carlos put him back in his mouth and increased the pace with his mouth and hand. Alberto couldn't hold back any longer; he held Carlos's head, urging him to go deeper, and he climaxed, releasing a rough moan of pleasure.
Carlos got up on his knees, wiped the corner of his mouth, and sensually sucked on his finger. "Damn," Alberto grunted and pounced on him, throwing him onto his back and climbing on top of him. Carlos looked incredibly sexy doing that, and Alberto couldn't resist.
As soon as Alberto got on top of Carlos, he groaned, but this time it was a cry of pain. The sudden movement had affected his wound. "Are you okay? Didn't I tell you not to strain yourself?" Carlos scolded him. "It's your fault for being so delicious and sexy. I couldn't resist," Alberto tried to justify himself.
Alberto slowly lay on his side next to Carlos and began kissing him again. "What are you doing?" Carlos couldn't believe that even after feeling pain, Alberto wanted to continue.
"I'm not going to leave you like this. It's not fair that only I get pleasure." Carlos wanted to argue, but before he could, he felt Alberto's hand caressing his member. He began kissing him again and continued his caresses. Carlos couldn't even say that it would be better not to continue; after all, he was also filled with desire.
Even though Alberto couldn't do exactly what he wanted with Carlos, he could still give him some pleasure. Alberto used his fingers, which were wet with Carlos's lubrication, and inserted one into him, making him tremble and grip Alberto's shoulder.
Alberto moved his finger, observing Carlos's expressions of pleasure. He added another finger, causing Carlos to moan even louder. Observing the pleasure-filled expressions on Carlos's face, Alberto realized that he derived pleasure from seeing Carlos like that. It wasn't just a coincidence the first time; it was something new for him, something he only felt with Carlos. It was strange because he had slept with many men throughout his life, but none of them made him feel this way, not even Pablo.
Alberto increased his pace, going deeper with his fingers, causing Carlos's breathing to quicken. Alberto adjusted himself on the bed without stopping what he was doing, continuing his finger movements and began to masturbate him at the same time. It didn't take long for Carlos to climax, gripping the sheets tightly.
Alberto removed his fingers and lay down next to Carlos again, propping his head with his hand as he looked at him. "What's wrong?" Carlos noticed that he was being watched.
"Do you have any idea how you look when you make those expressions of pleasure? It drives me crazy inside to imagine someone else seeing those expressions." Carlos's expression shifted slightly, and Alberto noticed.
I knew I had talked shit, "I'm sorry, what I mean is that I'm not the first in your life, but I want to be the last, I want you by my side forever. I didn't want to fall in love with you, I wanted to stay away from you, but I couldn't. And to tell you the truth, I don't want to, even if I have to kill whoever it takes to keep you protected by my side, I would do it with pleasure.
Carlos didn't know how to react to those words. He wasn't used to someone being so possessive with him before, to the point of being jealous of his ex. He understood that maybe this was Alberto's way of saying that he was very passionate or loved him, who knows, even though he hadn't said the words. All he knew was that he felt good with him and was happy. Only time would tell the rest, since his plans had gone down the drain.
"Let's take a shower, we're already all dirty and sweaty." They both got up and went to the shower. Carlos entered first and Alberto followed, running his hands over his shoulders while they were under the water. Alberto started kissing him again, then pulled back and said, "Second round."
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