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“It was a shock to the system to learn who you were, but nothing changed for me. That beautiful dancing flower with the sassy smile and sinful body caught my eye; I wanted more. More of you. A taste. To feel you writhe beneath my touch.” Long fingers grip the back of my neck, holding me in place. “So I chased you knowing who you are because I don’t care. Your last name means shit in the grand scheme of things, Solimar. I want you.”
“Oh God,” I moan, goose bumps breaking out across my fevered flesh at his admission. I believe him; there’s no reason for him to lie when he has me at his mercy. I’m here and in his bed of my own volition.
His eyes are sincere as they stare into mine.
His expression is heated, yet there’s a hint of softness there that feels privately mine.
“Not God, sweetheart. I’m who you worship.”
My father will kill me for this. “This can’t possibly work and—”
“I’m not a patient man.” No sooner did the last word pass his lips than his mouth slants over mine, taking liberties that no man has before. He’s stealing my first kiss; a criminally earth-shattering moment that leaves me at his mercy, and when I moan his name, he slips his tongue inside. It’s possessive and hungry and I let him—pulling him closer by the front of his shirt as our tongues caress and I give in. I forget propriety. I forget who he is and who I am while his taste is branded within my DNA. “Motherfuck, Preciosa. So sweet.”
“More.” It’s all I manage to whimper. I need more—everything—and I welcome his tightening grip as he controls my movements, tilting my head back; he nips my bottom lip before licking the abused flesh. “Please, Alejandro.”
“You beg so prettily.”
“I’ve never done this before. Felt this uninhibited and desperate.” At my admission, an animalistic groan builds in his chest a second before I’m completely pinned beneath his strong body. My hands are in one of his over my head. My thighs are open, my dress nearly exposing my panties as I cradle him where I need his touch.
“Saying that to a man like me is a dangerous thing, little flower.” Another rough exhale, the thick length in his pants flexing, and I cry out. I’m sensitive and wet, almost embarrassingly so. “You’re not ready for me to take you.”
“You asked me to never lie.” There’s a hint of a whine in my tone and he smiles, his features softening while his grip remains the same. Tight and controlling.
“That I did.”
“It’s all your fault.”
“I apologize, Preciosa. I’ll behave.”
“But—” I’m silenced by another kiss, softer this time as he explores me gently, yet the fire remains.
It’s him.
His scent. His taste. His touch.
Alejandro bites my bottom and then upper lip before pulling back. “You’re going to be a lot of trouble, Solimar.” He releases my wrist and then brings each hand to his mouth, nipping the slightly pink skin before laying a kiss there. “The kind that could easily be the cause of Colombia’s demise.”
“How so?” I’m mesmerized by the feel of him against my core. How big and thick he is. By the tender way he rubs my skin with his fingers while keeping those hungry eyes on mine.
“Because I’ll never allow you to marry Signio Cortez.”
Those words register, and the fog I’ve been under begins to fade. His threat is valid. My reality is unavoidable.
“It’s not up to me.” I hate how weak my voice sounds as I say this. How tense my body becomes. “My father—”
“Should be taking care of you, not selling you to the highest bidder and alliance. You’re not a pawn.”
You’re not a pawn.
Christ, those words hit me in the chest, and I turn my face away from him as tears gather at the corners of my eye. It hurts that someone I barely know understands what my father never will.
I’m a person. I have rights.
“Gracias, I—”
“I’m here now, Sol. Trust me.”
“I don’t know you.” I’m still refusing to look at him, but that choice is taken away a minute later when he switches our position. He’s below me, my body laying over his and our faces mere centimeters apart. His exhale is my inhale.
