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“Hagale.” I rub my jaw, scratching the five o’clock shadow there and for a brief moment, I remember the pretty way my little flower whimpers when she feels the stubble between her thighs. “Send me the information and I’ll make the arrangements.”
“It’ll be in your email shortly.” Javier disconnects the call before I can thank him, but I don’t take offense. Not in our way of life. Calls are only made through encrypted lines and kept short and to the point; anything longer and the DEA could pinpoint your location or discover dealings.
“Everything okay, Patron?” Geronimo asks, meeting my stare through the rearview mirror.
“Yes.” Looking down at my screen, I bring up Solimar’s phone number and type out a quick I’m coming home before pocketing the device and staring ahead. “Just a slight change of plan, my friend.”
“Whatever you need.”
“We’re taking a family trip to Miami soon.”
28
I WAKE TO a pair of lips on my skin and a scent that fills me with calm.
He’s here and smiling against my skin when a small sound of need leaves my lips. And yet, I don’t move or touch him or disturb this quiet moment between us.
His skin on mine feels like heaven, and more so when each movement is followed by a kiss or nip. By the feel of his cock, hard and thick, skimming up my thigh and settling on my hip as he lays behind me and wraps me in his arms.
I don’t know how long we lie like this with soft touches and silence, letting our contentment speak for itself.
There’s no need at the moment for screams of pleasure or words of love; I know how he feels.
Can feel it with each rumble that builds in his chest and leaves his lips while he lavishes any inch of skin he can reach with kisses. Then, there’s the way his hardness slips between my thighs and lightly touches my entrance—a gentle rhythm of kisses that makes me tremble in his hold.
“I’ve missed you, Preciosa.”
“Missed you…oh, God!” A buck of his hips and he’s inside, stretching me to the point of pain, and it’s a delicious torture. Pleasure overtakes my senses while a sense of home makes me feel light.
I’m his, and he is mine.
I found my person.
“Fuck, little flower. You feel so good,” he grits out while grabbing my thigh and pushing it slightly back and over his leg. I’m open for him like this. His to take and own. “Motherfucking tight, wet heat choking my cock. You’re perfection, Solimar. Made for me.”
“Yours. All yours.” I cry out when his hips tilt and Alejandro presses against the little spot inside that makes my muscles clench and eyes roll back. “Please, Papi. I’m close.”
“Then come on me, Preciosa. Bathe my cock.” Picking up speed, he rides me harder—pinning me in place while pressing a single finger against my clit. He rubs me in time with each thrust, and on the third pump, I shatter.
My orgasm slams into me and my lips part, a silent scream catching in my chest as he grunts behind me. Now he’s using me for his pleasure, and I fist his sheets, needing to hold on to something as the world around me dissolves into a chaotic bliss.
Someone’s crying in the background, and it takes me a moment to realize that it’s me.
I’ve lost myself to him.
Willingly gave my life. My body.
“I’m going to spend the rest of my life worshipping you, beautiful.” Alejandro bottoms out and holds still; I feel him throbbing inside me, and the sensation is enough to throw me into another orgasm. The intensity leaves me breathless and after a few minutes, that euphoric rush turns into exhaustion that lulls me while his velvety voice croons in my ear.
There are words of love, of devotion, but the last thing I remember before the world faded…
Marry me.
The next time I come to, I’m alone and the sound of voices laughing carries up the stairs. It pulls me from the haven of Alejandro’s room after getting dressed in a simple light blue romper, and after following it toward the back terrace, I’m greeted with a few faces I know, and some I don’t.
Nerves overtake me and I stare at my mother, not knowing how to act.
Did I pretend to be perfect? A part of me so deeply ingrained it’s hard to shake. A safety net.
