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“Please, Alejandro. I need—”

“Me.” My mouth descends on Solimar’s for a quick, hard kiss before lowering to her throat. She’s sweet there, and I can’t get enough. The soft scent of her perfume lingers in the background while her decadent essence teases me. It’s unique and mouthwatering and I flex my hips against her heated core, rubbing my exposed cock against her bare lips.

“Alejandro,” she moans, clinging to my forearms—nails breaking the skin—as her back arches and I take the opportunity to pull the tattered remnants of my shirt off and toss it. It falls somewhere near the bottom of my bed as I roll my hips again and her eyes close.

“Look at me,” I grit out, pausing with my hardness over her wet slit as my pants join the ruined shirt somewhere behind me. At once they open, heavy-lidded, and full of passion. The way she watches me beneath those long lashes pulls a few beads of pre-come from my tip and down over her engorged clit. “Never take those beautiful eyes off me.”

“I can’t.”

Grabbing the base of my dick, I slap the tip where she’s the most sensitive. “You can.”

Solimar sucks in a breath, teeth biting down hard on her lower lip as a light sheen of sweat spreads across her chest. Goose bumps rise and her limbs shake as her tender flesh throbs beneath my touch.

I’ve barely touched her, and she’s panting.

I’ve barely touched her, and she’s soaking my sheets.

“My body…it’s…oh, God!” She’s slick, taking her pleasure from me as I slide through her labia and over the trembling bundle of nerves. Seeing her lost in pleasure is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Watching her follow her natural instinct is almost enough to make me come.

Almost.

“Motherfuck,” I hiss out through clenched teeth as I grab her upper thighs and pull them further apart. This brings her tighter against me; my cock is just a quick flex from slipping inside that tight little pussy.

I don’t, though. Not yet.

Not until she learns my land and accepts my offer. Until then, I want her crazed and wanton.

Near desperate.

Bringing my hands to the swell of her hips, I thrust harder—sliding through her wet folds and across her trembling clit. My fingers dig in. My hips pump faster as she bathes me in her juices and I leak across her slit, rubbing it in as she trembles in my hold.

Solimar’s lips parts and sweet little pants escape; I can almost taste her pleasure. “I’m so close, Alejandro.”

“You want to come, Preciosa?” I flex against her heat, a harsh shiver rushing down my spine as another rush of wetness coats my length. “How badly do you need it?”

“Please.” It’s a whine of frustration when I pin her down with one hand, keeping her immobile.

“Please what?” My eyes sweep her delicate frame, from the splayed strands decorating my pillow to the curling of her toes. From the heaving of her chest to the obscene sight of her little pussy—all pink and soft—beneath my cock. Her juices and mine mix. Her low moans mixing with my grunts. “Tell me what you need.”

“You.” One word. Three letters. And they motherfucking flip my world on its axis as I grip my dick and run the head over her opening. I pause there, just feeling how her tiny hole flexes in search of me as the truth behind her confession makes me shiver.

My chest expands and I close my eyes, breathing in deeply as pleasure rocks me. There’s a tightness in my abdomen and my balls feel heavy; I grip myself tighter. My hips punch forward just a little bit.

“Say it again.” I need to hear it again. One more time.

“I need you, Alejandro.” Soft grey eyes watch me from beneath long lashes, her lips still swollen from our earlier kiss. She’s never looked more exquisite.

My thrust is shallow, a soft punch forward, and the head slips inside. Fuck, she’s tight. Almost painfully so.

It’s heaven and hell and I pull out, only to enter again. And again. Solimar’s mouth drops open and her back arches, thighs trembling on either side of my waist.

She’s close. So close.

With every shallow thrust, I softly touch her hymen but don’t break it. Not yet. Her innocence is something I want to explore and soon, but I want her free and wild and with no barriers that impose the bullshit notions that have tied her down for far too long.

Tomorrow.

“Come for me, Preciosa. Give it to me.” Pulling out, I tap her clit twice with my head and slip inside just deep enough to kiss her innocence with the few beads of pre-come beading. “I need to see you come.”

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