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All reason leaves me just as all the blood in my body rushes straight to my weeping cock. I pull her away from the wall, roughly shoving her back against it and slamming my lips to hers.
It’s the first kiss I’ve given anyone in years, a kiss I’ve hungrily given her, and it's one I’ll never forget.
It’s a dirty, filthy kiss that has no reason or meaning, just pure fucking need. Her mouth opens, her dizzying moan begs for more, and I’m all too willing to satisfy her. Our tongues tangle in a dance that has no rhythm. It’s a melody of desire, not sensibility. There’s nothing but primal instinct and craving. Our teeth clash and our breaths mingle; the impulse to please each other rivaling anything soft and sweet.
I lift her leg, meeting her rotating hips with my own, reveling in her ragged breaths and moans as I roughly grind against her panty clad pussy. She tilts her head, deepening the kiss before her teeth are biting down on my lip, her fingers gripping the collar of my suit like she doesn’t want any space between us. I grab her thick hair in my hand, holding her face to mine in the same desperate desire.
My hollow chest fills with each of her touches, with each moan and sigh.
I feel her greedy hands slide down my body, stopping just below my pecs. I’m ready for her to rip my shirt open, scattering the buttons in her haste to feel my heated skin against hers. Before I can comprehend her suddenly tense body, I’m shoved back, my lips tingling at the loss.
In her hand is my gun.
On her face is that smile I’ve grown to crave.
“Ve con Dios,Alvaro.” She pulls the trigger, her smile never faltering.
FIVE
ALVARO
“Dreamers” by Homegrown
My lips roll inward at Vicenta’s wide eyes when the gun in her hand does nothing. I fold my arms across my chest, not an ounce of anger in me at her deception. Why? Because I know how to read a person. Better yet, I know how to read a woman’s body. She loved every second of our kiss, but she’ll never admit to it.
“Fool me once…” I say with a smirk. “At least this time it was worth it.”
She looks at me with fear, quickly pulling the slide back and squeezing the trigger once more. If we weren’t in a hurry, I’d let her continue to try and figure out why the unloaded weapon isn’t working for her.
“You fucking asshole!” she snaps, still pointing the useless gun at my head.
Thank fuck I thought it would be wise to empty it before landing. I knew I would be in charge of getting this wild cat settled in my father’s home.
“Now that you know you can’t kill me with my own weapon, how about you do yourself a favor and drop it?”
She glares at me. “Why don’t you come and get it?”
I chuckle softly, shaking my head. “Aye,Bruja, you have a spell on me, but I won’t fall for your seduction again.”
Her face blushes hard at my words, her heated eyes never leaving mine. She drops the weapon, holding it firmly at her side. “I’m scared, Alvaro.”
Her admission is a whisper, and though I know it’s true, I still don’t move or try to placate her. This woman is a viper; she’ll strike when you least expect it.
“Drop it,Bruja,” I command roughly.
Shocking me, she does exactly as I demand, but even with the gun on the floor, I distrust her. Her chin drops as well, a tear falling from her left eye, making my chest squeeze in an unfamiliar way.
“My whole life, Alvaro—everything I know andtrust—is miles away.” Her eyes shoot back up to mine and in the honey-colored depths, I see death and despair. “Understand that I’ll never give up trying to kill you.”
“Vicenta,” I almost growl, moving toward her. “You will only kill yourself.”
She lifts her chin defiantly, her lip curling in a crooked smile. “Me and death have a love affair. Death is the only thing I trust and when I meet him for the final time, I won’t be alone.”
She turns toward the exit and leaves me standing there.
The minute she crosses the threshold, my mask drops. Anger at her recklessness and determination to see her end has fury rushing through me. Even with my lips still vibrating for our kiss and her taste on my tongue, my anger has me punching the closest thing to me.
“Fuck!”
