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“He saw me about to enter your room.”
“So that led you to killing him?”
“No, I killed him for disrespecting you with that derogatory term.”
I exhaled a noisy breath of air, unable to stop my laugh spilling from my chest. “You’re truly, legitimately crazy.”
“So are you. It’s what makes us so good together.” He let go of my wrists and grabbed the top of my yoga pants, yanking them down to just beneath my ass, taking my cotton boy shorts with them.
“What are you doing?”
“Reacquainting your cunt with my cock.”
“What? No! After everything you’ve done, you think it’s that easy to shove your dick in me?” I tried to wriggle from beneath him, but was stopped when he placed a firm hand on my lower stomach.
“I know it’s that easy, anjo, because I know who you really are.”
“And who is that, Mateo?” I nearly whispered, feeling my thighs loosen for him and a trickle of hot, carnal need.
He didn’t answer me, not right away. He trained his tiger-like eyes on me and undid his slacks, daring me to protest, making this an unspoken challenge.
Everything seemed to be a battle of wills when it came to this beautiful man.
There were approximately nine hundred thousand more important things I needed to be doing than taking his dick, but I wanted this in spite of all of that. There was no one inside the room to judge me for my actions or my skewed thought process; it was just us.
Mateo’s eyes were the only open windows he occasionally let me see through, and when he revealed a bit of what he was feeling, my stomach dipped.
Anger swirled through his golden hues like a raging storm, but there was something else there too…relief?
He pressed a hand on the ugly jagged scar that blemished my left thigh, softly tracing over it with his thumb, never breaking his gaze from mine.
Silence stretched between us and my heart fluttered in my chest.
I thought it’d be impossible for him to know the story that surrounded that permanent mark, but he seemed to know everything.
I let him settle back above me. He spat into his hand and used the saliva to lube up my pussy, running his fingers up and down my slit and circling my clit with his thumb.
I dropped my head back and sighed, shutting my eyes.
After another minute or two rolled by, he shifted. Feeling his solid cock at my entrance, I braced myself for the rough intrusion I knew was coming.
“Open your eyes. I want to see you,” he demanded, slamming himself inside me.
I had no choice. I sucked in a sharp breath and my lids lifted.
He pulled out and slammed back in, eliciting a loud moan from my throat and forcing my back to arch off the bed. He set a grueling pace, burying himself balls deep with every solid thrust.
With my pants not even half-way down, it made spreading my legs any wider impossible. I felt every bit of him touching the parts of me he owned.
The springs inside the cheap mattress sounded like they were seconds away from giving out. His balls smacked against the groove of my ass in tempo with his movements.
From the corner of my eye, I could see the dead man watching us. His gaze was almost sad. Mateo grabbed my jaw and forced me to focus solely on his face.
“Your mind is everywhere but where it needs to be. When you blink, breathe, or scream, you do it thinking of how good my dick feels inside you, and how hard you’re about to come all over it.”
My pussy clenched and more juices saturated him, dripping onto the sheets beneath us. I let everything else fall away until all I saw was the man fucking me like a well-oiled machine.
“Mateo,” I choked out his name and reached up, threading my fingers through his silky hair.
