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thirty
GABRIEL
It’s been nearly twenty minutes since we left the prison, and the car ride has been deafeningly silent. Sofia seems to be completely unfazed, but I know she’s not the ice queen that she presents herself as.
“I’m going to drop the two of you at the villa,” Andres shouts over the wind blowing through the Jeep. “It’s safer to get you out of sight, Sofia. We’ll head back into town and grab a few things to tide us over for the night.”
“Appreciated.” Sofia leans closer to the driver’s seat, so she doesn’t need to yell. “I haven’t been here in months. But I’m pretty sure there isn’t much in the cabinets except wine and crackers.”
Sofia instructs Andres to pull off the main road, taking us on a bumpy, unmaintained dirt road. Though, it does nothing to slow the speed at which he travels, leaving all of us to bounce around like rag dolls. I’m elated when we reach a clearing and see her villa before us.
If I never have to be in a car with Andres driving again, it might be too soon.
Andres and Alejandro are pulling back down the dirt road by the time we reach the front door. Sofia reaches her hand into the porch light and pulls out a key.
“Seriously?” I shake my head. “That’s where you keep your spare key?”
“Did you know to look there?” She shrugs while unlocking the front door.
Closing the door behind us, I reach out and grab her wrist to stop her from walking away from me. “Are you okay, cariño?”
“I could be better.” Her eyes drop to my cock.
“I’m being serious.” I slip my free hand under her chin and pull her eyes up to meet mine.
“So am I.” She cocks a brow and continues to stare at me for a reaction. Not getting the one she was expecting she lets out a heavy sigh. “If you’re asking whether I’m okay with the fact that I put my father’s brains all over the wall, yes.”
She pauses for a moment as she steps to me. “You don’t understand, sugar. You had a loving and doting father, even though you only had him for a short time. I had a man that cared more about his cartel than his family. What little feelings I actually had for the man disappeared last night when he sent men to kill me in my sleep. Nothing in this world could bring me to kill the people I love.”
Her eyes are locked on mine as her fingers play with the scruff on my jaw. “I like this on you. What about you?”
“What about me?”
“I saw a whole different man in that room today. You looked like a rabid animal, ready to kill him with your bare hands.”
“Eagerly.” I dip my head and kiss her forehead. “There isn’t a man in this world I will let talk to you like that. You’re a fucking queen, cariño. You deserve to be treated as such.”
Pressing onto her toes, Sofia presses her lips to mine. They are soft, like the tender kiss between us. She pulls back slightly to look at me, and I can practically read her thoughts through her eyes.
“Worship me,” she groans the words against my lips. Slipping her fingers in between mine, she takes my hand and leads me through the house to a bedroom at the back of the house. I kick the door shut with my foot as I enter, and I am about to tug at her hand to pull her back to me when she commands, “Clothes off and get your ass on the bed.”
My fingers deftly work down the buttons of my shirt, watching as she beings to pull her tank top over her head. She lifts the fabric, and her ample tits fall free, revealing her pert, pink nipples. I fumble with the belt and zipper of my pants, suddenly needing to make room for my cock. The moment I am bare, I climb onto the center of the bed and lay on my back.
“That’s my good boy.” She climbs onto the bed and straddles my chest. Gripping my wrists, she pulls both my hands over my head and crosses them on the pillow. Glaring down at me, her voice is firm when she says, “No hands.”
Taking hold of the headboard, she slides up my body until her pussy is hovering inches above my face. She lowers herself and circles her hips as she rides my face. My cock twitches at every moan coming from her.
“I fucking love your tongue,” she groans as she grinds down on my face. “Make me come.”
Lifting my hands from the pillow, I wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her tightly onto my face. Holding her against me as I fervently lick her to her release. She rises from my face and stares down her body at me. “What did I say?”
Shaking her head, she climbs from the bed and disappears into the closet. When she returns, she has a pair of handcuffs in her hand. She secures one around my wrist, hooks it around a metal bar of the headboard, and binds my other wrist. “I said ‘no hands,’ sugar. Maybe next time you’ll listen.”
Climbing back onto the bed, she settles on her knees between my parted thighs as she lightly rakes her nails up and down my inner thighs. Continuing higher, they gentle scratch up the sides of my shaft causing me groan with pleasure.
“Or maybe you wanted to be at my mercy.” She continues to scrape her nails over my shaft.
“Fuck, that feels good.” My cock throbs at her touch, precum beading from the tip and dripping onto my stomach. Sofia leans forward, placing the flat of her tongue against my balls. Taking her leisurely time, with her eyes locked on mine, she licks up my shaft until she reaches my tip. She swirls her tongue, collecting the precum on my cock and stomach.
