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“Just saying. I have no problem letting you know that I still love you. What about you?”
“I’m getting married, DeLuca.”
“I know that, but that doesn’t mean you don’t love me.”
She looks away from me, and I grip her chin, turning her to face me again. “Do you love him?”
“I do.”
There’s something in her voice that I don’t trust. There’s something that she’s not saying.
“Do you?”
She rolls her eyes. “Yes, but I miss you. I’ve never stopped and probably never fucking will! Okay?”
“Good.”
“No! It’s not good because you’re married. I can never have you, and I’m getting married.”
“Why?”
“Because I want a solid, stable life with someone who’ll protect my heart and cherish the ground I walk on. My fiancé plans to give me a beautiful life and family. I can’t do the roller coaster ride with you again.”
“Not asking you to, Tesoro.”
“Then what do you want?” she whispers. “You could have ignored me when you saw me down there.”
“You could have declined my invitation to come up here.”
“Could I?”
My hand drags down her arm and lingers at her waist. We start moving slowly from side to side as my other hand rests limply on her right hip.
“You always heard music in your head,” she says softly, resting her head against my chest.
“It’s the sound of our hearts beating that makes me dance, Tesoro.”
“Such a romantic,” she laughs softly.
“Don’t fucking tell anyone that. Might have to kill you,” I tease.
She’s the only one that I allow to see my humor and the more compassionate side of me.
We keep moving until I roll her dress over her hips and ass.
“No, DeLuca,” she mutters half-heartedly, grabbing the hem of her dress to stop me.
I stare into her eyes and lick my lips. “Is that a no or a fuck me, please?”
She looks away, and I continue rolling up her dress. She’s wearing a thong, and I pull it aside, slipping my fingers inside.
“Mmm,” she murmurs on a deep inhale as my thick digits penetrate her wet folds.
My hand cups her while my fingers slowly work her insides. She leans further into me, wrapping her arms tightly around me as though holding on for dear life. She rocks her hips back and forth and her little huffs of breath conveys her satisfaction.
The moment she clenches around my hand to the point it feels like she’ll fucking break it, I count to five. Satisfaction floods me when her juices come pouring out and drenching my hand. I pull it free, licking my fingers and the palm of my hand as I wink at her.
I drop to my knees and spread her wide, licking up the juices she just released. Her hands clench my head tightly as I devour her pussy, enjoying the heat, the sweet and tangy taste. She’s been sweating from dancing which enhances her savory flavor.
