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As good as that high was, it didn’t even come close to the pleasure of knowing Joy was waiting for me in bed a few steps away. The house was dark and quiet. Mark was still dealing with shit on Leo’s behalf so he could stay with Hannah while she recovered from the attack, and I drank in the silence. At the top of the stairs, Joy’s bedroom door was shut, but when I turned the handle, it opened easily and revealed a goddess waiting for me.
She’d left the bathroom light on and had cracked the door just enough to allow me to see her spread out in her sleep.
Every beautiful inch of her exposed by the sheets around her hips showed lightly tanned skin. My dick jerked in my pants when I noticed a golden chain glimmering around her waist, and matching ones on both of her wrists. Her hands were over her head in a relaxed pose, and her head was turned to the side, her mouth slightly open as she slept. The temptation of her breasts called to me and I wanted to go over and worship those glorious mounds, but I had taken a pain pill earlier to make it this far and I was in no shape to give her the proper attention her outfit deserved.
My cock didn’t like that idea, and urged me to slide myself between her legs and wake her up with him buried inside her soft heat.
Sparks of energy slid over my body as I stripped down to my boxers, keeping that last thin barrier between myself and Joy in place.
When I pulled her against me, she made sounds like a grumpy kitten. I laughed softly into her hair as I curved my body over hers in an instinctive and protective gesture. The soft stroke of her hand as she drew my arm over her chest had me sighing with pleasure.
“Go back to sleep, sweetheart.”
She made some noise that sounded like agreement, and I smiled as I pulled her close into me. Joy was a sound sleeper—like, once she was out, she was out—so I wouldn’t have to worry about disturbing her when I inevitably came home late. For the first time, I considered scaling back a bit in my work for the cartel, to go on that vacation my mom was always begging me to take. We had a mammoth home on an island off the coast of El Salvador that sat empty most of the year. I could take Joy down there and spend some alone time with her, treat her right and focus only on her happiness and pleasure.
As she curved trustingly into me, an idea began to form of how I wanted to take the final step of bringing Joy into my world—forever.
Chapter 6
Someone was sucking on my finger. My pointer finger, to be exact. His soft, skillful lips and tongue played over my skin and drew me from my slumber in a most pleasant manner. My sleepy, warm body had never been roused like this before, and the novelty of having someone devote so much attention to me was absolutely lovely. He then licked my palm, turning even that odd sensation into erotic tingles that settled between my legs, making my pussy start to pulse with need. Warmth pooled deep in my core, and I sucked in a sharp breath when he lightly nipped my skin with sharp teeth.
Keeping my eyes closed, I stretched out, the sensation of the soft sheets against my bare skin a direct contrast to the rough scrape of a big, hairy, muscular man’s frame curving over my body. I wasn’t cuddling with a fumbling boy, I was being owned and worshiped by a grown man who knew what he was doing—and I loved it. His stubble scraped my skin, and I shivered then smiled. While I’ve dated my fair share of men, I’ve never been with a guy who was as…hairy as Ramón. Not that he was extra furry, but I’ve grown used to metrosexual guys who wax almost every inch of their bodies. While his back and ass were fur free, he had hair just about everywhere else, and I absolutely loved how it seemed to stroke my skin with each breath I took.
Especially his chest hair as it rubbed against my tingling nipples, offering a small amount of relief from the seemingly never-ending ache.
His heat left me, then he drew my hands up over my head.
“Keep them there, mami, and let me take care of you.”
I nodded and the cool air of the room made my nipples harden even more as he drew the sheet down my almost completely bare body. When I’d gone to bed, I’d made sure to wear something I knew would get me laid. I wanted Ramón, badly, and I intended to have him.
