2. Argentinian Romance

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Morning light floods the hotel room as I wake to Gabriel's lips on my neck. Good morning, beautiful. Morning? What time is it? I try to make my way out of bed.

It's time for you to be with me. Gabriel wraps an arm in front of my waist and pulls me back to him. But I have work.

I know he will easily convince me to stay for longer and to be late for work again. It'll be my third day late this week. The truth is, I've spent every night tangled in Gabriel.

Everything about this man is sexy. His voice, his touch, his hair, his earthy scent of musk and cologne. Always working.

But I have a project for you now. A project? What kind of project? Yes, yes, a project.

And you have half hour to get it done. It's a hands-on project. Gabriel slides my shirt over my head and throws it to the floor.

He cups my breasts and his hands as he rocks me on top of him. My head falls back, knowing that I can't resist him. Enjoying how quickly I melt at the thought of him being inside me.

I have to go. I step into my black pumps and smooth crimson lipstick over my lips. One more kiss before you leave me? Por favor? I lean in to kiss him.

In my day to day, I'm so tightly controlled, but there's something about Gabriel that just has me undone. I don't want to leave. I would never normally say this to someone I'm hooking up with.

It's too close to catching feelings and it's a surefire way to complicate things. But there's something different about Gabriel. He's so expressive, there's an honesty in his emotions, his eagerness.

It's been wonderful. But I know it's temporary. My flight out of Buenos Aires leaves tonight.

So don't. I smile at his response, sure that he's just kidding. Then Gabriel sits up in bed.

No, but really, don't go. I like having you in my arms. But my flight.

.. Come on, stay the weekend. We can stay at my vineyard and have a little more time together doing.

.. this. Really? Of course, Amor.

And if you don't, I will be very sad. Gabriel has an endearing way of saying anything. I'll think about it.

I try to play it cool, even though I've already made up my mind. Um, I'll see you when I'm on my lunch then? Yes, you will.

And we can celebrate that you will stay a little more with me. Over my morning latte, I rebook my flight before focusing on the business at hand. When I head from the conference room to the hotel lobby, I see Gabriel.

So, what's the verdict? Si o no, mi bonita? Si.

But he already knew my answer by the grin on his lips. Fantástico. We live in the morning and I have somewhere to show you.

I check out my hotel at dawn, far too early for my liking. But the idea of more time with Gabriel keeps me going. He pulls up in a black car and I get in.

We head to the airport and the excitement fills me as he grips my hand tight. The plane ride is just a couple of hours with a stunning bird's eye view of the city, which fades into the countryside, then snow-capped mountains. His hand massages my inner thigh as he whispers softly in my ear.

Do you know how happy I am that you stay for me? I can't wait to show you the view. We finally reach his vineyard.

It's gorgeous, of course. Ah. Follow me.

Come inside. I follow Gabriel to the vineyard's restaurant and he comfortably walks behind the bar, picks up a bottle of Malbec and orders a few items from the kitchen. Where should we sit? Oh, we aren't staying.

Oh no, there's something you must see. When the food is ready, Gabriel slips it into a backpack along with the bottle of wine and nods at me. Out the front of the winery are two horses, already saddled.

I haven't been on a horse since I was a kid. Ah, but it's the best way to get up the mountain for sure. Gabriel helps me onto the horse, then mounts his own.

The mountains in Mendoza are like none I've seen before. My mare is gentle and knows exactly what to do. After a ride up the mountainside, we reach a small plateau where we can see the whole countryside.

Grapevines, sun dancing through leaves, stretches of sky, clay-coloured earth. Okay, here we are. Gabriel hops off his horse and comes to help me down.

I take in the view, the warm sun balanced by the cool breeze. Wow, this is incredible, Gabriel. Gabriel lays out a blanket, sets down the food he ordered and uncorks the bottle of wine.

Here, taste this. Gabriel offers a stemless glass of wine to me. I drink and a red drop spills down my chin.

Gabriel wipes it away and sucks the same drop off his finger. Mmm, it's delicious. I've never had this bottle before.

Can I see the label? Of course, here. It's from my vineyard.

Gabriel shows me the bottle, hands me an empanada and opens some asado from a container. He grabs a fork and feeds me. The mountain air, the delicious food, the heady wine, and of course the sexy man are relaxing and stimulating at the same time.

Good. Can I feed you some more? Yes, please.

I recline further back onto the blanket so that I'm lying on my back. Gabriel feeds me, then takes a drink of wine, watching me closely. My thighs are a bit sore from riding.

Well then, you better let me massage them. Come closer. He rubs his hand down my leg firmly.

His hands are so strong and feel so good that I forget about the slight stiffness from the ride. He rubs his hand down my leg firmly. His hands are so strong and feel so good.

I forget the slight stiffness from the ride. Gabriel begins to use both hands, his dark eyes watching me closely. Each time he runs his hands up my legs, he comes closer and closer to my pussy, teasing me.

My lips part. I can't take more teasing. So I start to unbutton his shirt and he eagerly pulls mine over my head.

Our chests press together and I shiver at the feel of his skin against mine. I can feel his muscles moving underneath his skin and it makes me so wet. Gabriel slides his jeans down and reveals his long, hard cock.

Now my mouth is watering. He notices my gaze and smiles. He angles himself toward my mouth.

I take Gabriel's cock in my mouth along with the delicious wine. His scent, the feel of him, the cool mountain air on my skin all make me feel light-headed with pleasure. I moan with him inside my mouth and feel his breathing grow heavier, grunting softly until he draws himself from my lips and lays behind me.

Gabriel lays me on my side and slides into me, making me moan. Are we completely alone out here? It's a fleeting thought.

I don't really care. All I care about is the feel of Gabriel's body and the way he feels as he fills me. In the few days we've spent together, Gabriel has learnt my body and the best way to make me come.

He reaches his hand around while he fucks me, playing with my clit. All I need is the slightest bit of pressure to drive me mad. Gabriel fucks me slowly like he's trying to savour how it feels to be inside of me as the late afternoon sun casts a golden glow.

He wraps his arm around me even tighter as he starts to fuck me harder. He presses the fingers of his other hand on my throbbing clit and circles it until I feel an orgasm start to rise. I wonder if the sound of us cumming can be heard throughout the mountainside of Mendoza.

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