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and surrendered to all the reasons it felt right.
     
    His hands moved to my hips and he jerked me forward. Even through the tight fabric of his jeans, I could feel his erection. I ground against him, the denim rough against my thighs, and deepened our kiss. What was it about him that made me go from just fine to barely in control in an instant?
     
    He groaned into my mouth and pulled me even closer, his fingers digging into my hips. The chair was one those high back deals with arms and it looked like it belonged in someone's dining room, not a tiny trailer. Regardless, it wasn't wide enough to hold all of him, plus my knees on either side of him. I could feel the bruises forming and didn't care.
     
    He slid his hands up, palming my breasts, which is always fucking awesome, but it wasn't enough. He spread his fingers wide, spanning my ribcage and covering the new tattoo on my ribs that hadn't been there the last time he saw me naked.
     
    The brave may not live forever, but the timid never live at all.
     
    I strained against him, slowing down the kiss to a soft, easy meeting of our mouths. He needed to get his hands under my shirt and say a proper hello to my boobs, but my mouth was too busy to make the demand aloud. I pulled out of the kiss with a moan as he gently thumbed my nipples.
     
    "All right, that's enough of that." Luis's voice barely penetrated. I didn't care what he thought about me kissing Mateo, I planned to keep right on doing it until I was satisfied or until we both suffocated from lack of oxygen.
     
    "Seriously, knock it off, Matty, I need my trailer back sometime today."
     
    Mateo's grip on my breasts tightened deliciously, then he pushed me back, just enough for me to get the message, but not enough to remove me from his lap completely. He kissed me firmly, a promise for more to come, then he rested he forehead against mine and took a deep breath. "Too be continued, okay?"
     
    "Yeah, okay." I eased myself up and adjusted my skirt. Damn thing was like a snake, it clung like crazy and I couldn't predict where it would go next.
     
    I really didn't like the whole prospect of continuing later because that meant I was planning to sleep with him again. It worked much better for me if I could simply chalk our fucking up to hormones and poor impulse control, but each additional encounter made that harder to do. Especially if it was pre-arranged.
     
    "What fun do you kids have planned for this afternoon, because you can't spend it in here." Luis smiled when he said it, but he was serious.
     
    "I'm going to drive Roni back to Los Angeles. She needs to get out of here." Mateo's off handed comment was the first I'd heard of heading to L.A. and I didn't like the idea one bit.
     
    "Fuck that. I'm staying here."
     
    Mateo smiled and I melted. Let me explain. He has his normal smile, then he has his trying-to-get-laid smile. That smile was the reason I went home with him the very first time. And he was pouring it on extra right then. I should have been upset, but I couldn't remember what I'd been protesting moments before.
     
    He stood and wrapped me in his arms. He had great arms, and simply standing with him, letting him embrace me, it's a bit of calm in the middle of all the crazy.
     
    "Don't say no. I have that special date planned for us, remember?" He nuzzled my cheek and kissed my neck.
     
    "Right, sorry, I forgot." The cook house. That was his special date, but the way he held me, his brother probably thought we were running away to Maui.
     
    "It's okay." He kissed me one last time and released me. To Luis he said, "We're going to leave, unless you need me for anything else right now."
     
    "No. You're useless like this. Get out of here."
     
    He took me by the hand and headed toward the door. He stopped halfway and turned back to give Luis a hug. They hugged the way men do, with back-slapping and with a great show of strength. Mateo told Luis he loved him, then stepped away.
     
    As we left