Just a Kiss (21 page)

She opened her eyes, when she felt her hand on him, and his hand on hers. Glancing over to him, she said in a soft, sexy voice, “Good morning.” She flashed her teeth and batted her eyes.

Indeed it is
,
Celina.
He released her hand and replied, “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” He sat up.

She smiled. “Well, yes and no.” She shifted on the mat when he sat up.

“Well, which is it more of?” He smiled at her. He looked down at her messy hair, as it lay on her bare shoulders.

“Yes, because I felt safer here.” Her stare was so sexy, her lashes long as feathers.

His eyes widened, and his heart raced, captivated by her morning beauty. He had never seen this expression on a woman’s face, looking at him the way she was. Was she just being herself,
or was she coming on to him, he wasn’t sure. One thing he could feel, was pre-cum escaping his penis.

“
I'm happy to hear that.
”
He stood up, shook his leg and grabbed his rifle, swinging it over his shoulder. His body was hot; he felt it blazing hot. He wiped his forehead of the tiny beads of perspiration. He was on the verge of coming any minute. It had been far too long for him.

“Where are you going?” Her eyes widened with wonder.

He took one look at Celina’s full, luscious, mouth turned up at the corners, and exploded in his pants. It was more than he could handle. He took a deep breath and stood for a long moment, trying to regain himself. He felt goose bumps all throughout his body, as he ejaculated.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, looking at the weird facial expressions he was making.

When he was done, he cleared his throat. “Yes. I'm going to see if I can catch us some fish for breakfast. There's a river that runs through here.” He handed her the flashlight.

“I see… fish.” She wrinkled her nose making faces.

“Survival is not easy.” He began to walk towards the entrance of the
crevice
. “I'll be out here, just so you know. When you come out to the
crevice
, just make a left, and keep going, and you'll see the river, and waterfall. That's where I'll be.” His voice trailed off.

He left lightning fast, before his semen penetrated through his boxer shorts, staining his black pants.

“Okay, I'll be out in a second.” She smiled back at him, holding the flashlight in her hand.
Celina lay back down on the mat, and closed her eyes for a long moment, relaxed, and feeling much at ease. She didn’t have to worry about someone coming to get her, forcing her to do something she didn’t want to. She was away from that environment, thanks to Pancho, her hero.

“Thank you God again, for sending me Pancho to rescue me. Oh, how I wish I could talk to Valeria. I miss her and have so much to tell her. I also wonder how Xavier found information on the guy who took me?” She put the flashlight down; morning sunlight was shining through the
crevice
, and there was no need for it
.

“But, w
hat now with Pancho
?
He was so jealous yesterday when he found out I was over at Rafael’s house, then he kissed me hard after he rescued me, and said I was his woman. And this morning, not even a good morning kiss. I love the way he kisses me.”
She
stretched, and her lips curled with a big smile thinking of him. She sat up.

“Well, let me see how he's going to catch that fish.” She rose to her feet, and left the narrow opening that they had used as a shelter.

She got down to the river and was in complete amazement to see a breathtaking waterfall in the distance. She had never seen a waterfall before.

“My God, how beautiful. Oh, and the water is so blue, and clear. I should have included this as a must see on my bucket list.” She took a deep breath.

She walked along the bank, dodging tree branches, pushing her way through tangles of vines. As she came closer, she spotted Pancho standing on the edge of the water. He had stripped down to his briefs. She wondered if he would remove his boxers, so she stood still, and didn’t move, so he wouldn’t see her. But he didn’t, he put a knife holster over his head, and jumped in the water.

“Oh, good lord, just look at that, Valeria, solid muscle, arms, chest, and legs. I got myself my very own stripper, right before my very own eyes. Oh,
papi
,
you're going to give me a heart attack.” A sly smile came over her face. She continued to walk down the slope, keeping her eyes on the water where Pancho had jumped in. “Shit girlfriend, I wish I could tell you what’s going on with me.” She finally made it down to the river, and stood where he had left his clothes. She sat down, looking around into the water, hoping to see him, close, wet, and sexy.

When minutes passed by, she became worried. She rose to her feet, with both hands over her forehead, trying hard to see into the water. “Oh my God, where is he? I don’t see him. I don’t see him at all.” Her heart began to pound faster. “It's been too long. I don’t have a watch, but I know it’s been too long.”

She began to walk back and forth along the riverbank, and still no sight of him. She panicked, taking off her tennis shoes, and her dress, she jumped into the water. She swam around and kept coming up for air, hoping to see him, hoping he had surfaced while she was swimming looking for him.  After a long time of swimming underwater in search for him, she gave up. She began to cry, while in the water.

“Shit! What will I do out here, by myself. I don't know where I am. I’m somewhere in the middle of Mexico, with no GPS. I have no money, no phone, people are after me, and I don’t know how to drive that motorcycle. Please God, and all the angels, help me.” She cried uncontrollably.

“What's wrong? Why are you crying?” he swam up from behind her. He looked around the riverbank, wondering if someone or something was out there.

She turned around, took a deep breath and said, “
YOU!!!
Where were you? I've been swimming around, looking for you.” She paused to catch her breath, and to clear the lump she had in her throat. “I saw you jump in, and thought you had drowned, when you didn't come up.” She then started to cry hysterically
again.

He swam to her, and placed his strong arms around her. A smile came over him, and said, “You mean, you jumped in trying to save me?”

She tried to pull from his strong hold. “Don't patronize me, you jerk!” She shouted, struggling to free herself. She hit him a few times on his chest, but he was too strong for her.

He held her tight and planted a big kiss on her lips. He continued to kiss her, until she finally gave in, and kissed him back. He had wanted to do that last night, when they were in the
crevice
. He had been craving those kisses since.

She pulled back from the kiss, and said in a raspy voice, “Don’t scare me again like that.” Tears welled in her eyes.

He gave her a tender smile, and whispered, “I promise.”

They waded in the water, embracing one another, looking deep into each other’s eyes for a long moment.

With his forehead on hers, he whispered, “You want to know something?”

She whispered back, “What?”

“I really. I mean, I
really
enjoy kissing you.” He flushed.

She bit the bottom of her lip, and smiled.

“Your lips are so soft, and I like the way you taste. They are all I’ve thought of, since you kissed me, back at the club that night. I thought I was going to lose my mind if I didn’t find you.” He brought her in closer.

“Ditto.” She smiled, and then kissed his nose softly.

A puzzled look came over his face. “What?”

She leaned in closer. “It means, I enjoy kissing you too. I like the way you kiss. Don’t know if that’s how you kiss, or if… that’s the way you kiss me.”

His heart rate increased, and heat radiated from his chest. He slanted his head, and moved forward to kiss her.

Her lips parted.

His lips covered hers. He possessed her lips, eating at them slowly, and softly. The very act of possessing her mouth sent a surge of adrenaline racing through him. His strong hands caressed her back and then moved lower to firmly grasp her hips.

Celina wrapped her legs around his hips, and spread her fingers upward into his wet hair. She stroked his neck and could feel his heart under hers.

Her mouth was hot, wet, wild under his, and the way she stroked his neck made him crave more. This pleasure was addictive. He growled low, in his throat, and deepened the kiss. The energy between them awoke the sleeping giant that he had trained to stay dormant.

Celina pulled back from the heated kiss, and smiled slyly at him, then glanced down. “I think, I feel something hard underneath me.”

Pancho flushed. It was the hard ridge of his cock, pressing tighter against her humid flesh. “I’m sorry, but that’s been happening a lot, when you are around.”

She threw her head back, and giggled seductively. “Okay, let’s take a short break.”

He nodded.

“I want to know something?” Her eyes rotated, and then looked directly at him.

His eyes widened with approval to ask.

She finger-combed his hair, slicking it back, looking deep into his eyes. “How could you hold your breath for so long? Who are you? And what do you do?”

Chapter
32

Sunken mystery

Celina still had no idea who Pancho was, or what he did for a living; he was still a mystery to her.

He released his strong hold and asked her, “Are you a good swimmer?” He looked directly at her, making sure she understood the question.

Celina nodded.

“Okay, follow me. We're going to swim towards the fall, and when I go under you go under too and follow me.” He kissed her lips then began to swim, as she followed.

Even though the water was as clear as the sky, it was still blurry underwater when she opened her eyes. She kept swimming, as he waited for her from time to time, until they came to the surface.

Celina wiped her eyes with her hands, blinking several times, trying to focus, and trying to figure out where she was. She looked toward Pancho. “Where are we?” she asked, breathless.

He climbed out of the water, onto a rocky, wet ledge. He extended his hand and pulled her out of the water. They sat on that raised surface, about three feet away from the waterfall. The space was not very big, although it seemed that it could accommodate six to eight people.

“This is a secret that was passed down from my great grandfather, to my grandfather, to my father, and then
to me.
” Enthusiasm was in his voice.

“Amazing.”  Her eyes scanned the little alcove. “I could never imagine seeing something like this in my lifetime. This is so cool. Who would ever think that there would be something like this behind a waterfall?  A perfect little hiding place.” She looked straight ahead, watching the water splash down into the pool of water. She turned to him and asked, “So, is this where you were? When I thought you had drowned?”

He took a deep breath, and replied, “Yes,” with a nod. “It has been many, I mean
many
years, since I came here last. I think it might have been my senior year in high school, right before I left for the service.”

She pulled her head back. “What? You were in the service?”

He shook his head. “Yes, until about three months ago.”

She lowered her eyes and brought them back up, locking them with his. “So how long were you in the service?”

“Eight years. I am an ex-Navy SEAL.”

“Oh my gosh! You are a Navy SEAL?” she took a deep breath. “Oh, what an honor.” Excitement filled the air.

He leaned into her shoulder, and smiled, correcting her.
“Uh
, ex-
Navy SEAL.”

She dismissed his comment. The
ex
-part didn’t mean anything to her. To her, he
was still a SEAL. To her, he was still considered a silent professional, full of mystery and wonder, like agent James Bond 007. “So this explains the bombs, guns and you being able to swim like a
fish.” She smiled at him. “I'm so impressed, and so honored to be in such good company. No wonder you didn't need help to get me out of there.” She giggled with relief. “They call people like you, to get people like me, out. I’m sorry if I didn’t have any faith in you,” she whispered.

He ran his fingers through her hair. “That’s okay. Just happy I was able to get you out of there. But I’m still pending to get you
home
safely.” He raised his eyebrows.

“No, doubt you will, with your expertise.”

“Yes, the government trains us well. The training is vigorous, and it takes determination. There is no life as a SEAL, because we are on call twenty-four seven.” He sighed.

“No wife?”

He shook his head.

“No girlfriend?”

He shook his head. “No, I haven’t had a girlfriend since my junior year in high school.