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Esteban pulls me to the edge of the bed and buries his head under the hem of my dress, licking up my thigh at a slow enough pace to make me squirm. My breathing quickens with his warm breath, his fingers kneading into my legs as he spreads me wider.

“Oh, fuck.” I grip the duvet, arching my back as Esteban slides a finger inside me at the same time he rolls his tongue over my clit, sucking it softly. “Esteban.”

I moan, tightening my thighs around his head. He purrs, gliding his tongue in even strokes over my body. I rock against him, riding him how I like, savoring how he reads my body and adds pressure with another finger.

He works me over, humming his satisfaction every time I moan, my legs shaking, my body demanding to reach its peak. I yank up the hem of my dress and grab Esteban’s light brown hair, playing with the tresses. He licks and sucks, kissing my clit as he fucks me with his fingers until I scream out, my muscles spasming.

He doesn’t stop, only moving his fingers away from my body to unfasten his pants, not letting my body relax, prolonging the intensity of my pleasure. Freeing his cock, he kicks out of his pants and rubs the length of his shaft. I reach out and grab him by the hips, taking control. I glide my tongue over his tip and down his shaft, blindly grabbing at his shirt to get him to take it off. He pulls my dress off next, leaving me exposed in front of him. His eyes rove across my body, drinking me in for only a moment until he scoops me up and tosses me toward the middle of the bed. Laughter bubbles from my lips, and Esteban captures the lightness of my voice with his mouth, silencing me. He climbs on top of me, taking control in the way I love, his hands mapping my body as he spreads me wide to settle between my legs.

“I’ve been dreaming of this moment,” Esteban says, kissing my neck and rolling my nipple under his fingers. “Ever since you were on your knees before me. I knew I had to have you.”

“Stop trying to make me fall in love with you,” I respond, scratching my nails into his back. “Just shut up and fuck me. Fuck me until I forget. I don’t want to think about anything except this moment.”

He grunts at my nails biting his skin and captures my mouth, nipping my lip hard enough to make me moan. Aligning our bodies, he thrusts inside me, growling in my ear, the noise so sexy. I love hearing his pleasure, feeling his muscles rippling and tightening around me.

Clinging onto his back, I brace myself in place, screaming my bliss every time he thrusts hard and deep, faster and faster, stealing my breath and thoughts away until all I feel and think about is pleasure. He grabs my hips and lifts me higher, dragging a pillow beneath me, switching our position to better watch me. Esteban kneels, using my legs for leverage, and I arch and close my eyes. No one’s ever fucked me like this—just raw and hard, fast and rough, treating the moment like a one-night thing despite the both of us knowing otherwise. Esteban awakens something different inside me. The casual attraction and honesty get to me in a good way. Knowing that crossing this line adds to the revenge I’ve desired to inflict on Christos for so long only makes it that much better.

Rubbing his fingers over my clit, he adds to my pleasure again. “You’re so fucking wet. So hot. Look at you take me.”

My body explodes with another orgasm, my pussy clutching onto Esteban, pulsing through his thrusting, his moans mirroring mine. Sweat sparkles on our bodies, the heat of our desire potent in the air. We watch each other panting, never taking our gazes away, enjoying the spontaneity and pent-up lust we’ve carried toward each other for weeks.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Stacia. I will make you fall in love with me,” he mutters as if talking to himself. “I’m patient.”

“You’re crazy.” I lean up and press my hand to his mouth.

“Estoy loco por ti,” he mumbles against my palm and then glides his tongue over my fingers, sucking one into his mouth.

Moaning, he draws firmer circles over my clit, stopping me from saying anything else as I explode with another orgasm. He pounds into me over and over until he grunts and pulls out, coming all over my hips and stomach.

He licks his lips, appreciating the view of me, and I snatch his hands and pull him onto me, only to have him roll until I’m lying on top, his cock resting between my legs, our hearts pounding against each other.

We don’t move for what feels like forever until Esteban’s phone chimes. He growls under his breath and lifts me up, carrying me to the gigantic two-person shower.

Turning on the water, he lets steam fill the air. “I want you to take your time. I’ll handle the bastard. He’s here.”

I blink a few times, opening my mouth to argue, but Esteban kisses me.

“It won’t take long. I need you to stay hidden in case.” Esteban pulls me into his arms, hugging me again. “I got this.”

“Just be careful,” I say, standing before him as he quickly cleans up and throws on a robe. I’m sure he’ll adorn himself with a weapon.

“Always am.” Esteban kisses my temple and leaves the bathroom.

As much as I want to lock the door, I keep it cracked open and listen for sounds of an altercation. I take off my wig, unpinning it, and set it on the counter. I unravel my dark hair from the cap and let it fall across my shoulders. I take the fastest shower of my life, quickly rinsing away the passion.

I wrap a towel around myself, shivering in the cold air seeping in from the partially open door. I know I should worry about someone barging in, but I realize that I’m more freaked out at the idea of something happening to Esteban. I know I told him that he needed to stop trying to make me fall in love with him, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m coming down from the wave of our fuck session, or what, but I don’t want anything happening to him. I’ve seen for myself the dangers he faces. He’s not exactly the CEO of a safe business. He’s a drug lord, and probably on the top of a dozen hit lists. It’s only his membership to the Society of Secrets that really keeps the law off his back and adds protection to his lethal life.

“I told you I’m innocent. I had no fucking idea about the damn drugs. Someone snuck them into my bag.” An unfamiliar voice echoes through the air.

I can’t hear Esteban clearly, but he does mutter something.

“LA? I’ve never been to fucking LA. I don’t know anything about this bullshit. Whoever you got your information from was wrong. Now I suggest you let me leave. You don’t want any trouble.” Something crashes, and the man hollers.

“You’re lying. Whatever they are paying you, I will give you double. You were already on the DEA’s list. They are watching you. I can get them off your back. I just need to know who the fuck you’re working for,” Esteban says, matching the man’s energy.

“I don’t know who they are. I’ve only talked to them on the phone. They left the product for me in a rental car. They set me up. They wanted me to get caught.”

“What for?” Esteban asks.

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