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He goes slowly, leaving my pussy and squeezing my breasts together so he can press his face between them. When he finally reaches my mouth, I feel him push his sweats down, kicking them off before lining himself up to my entrance.
He watches me as he pushes forward, biting my chin when I arch against him, feeling full and perfect.
“You’re so beautiful, Vicenta,” he says between bites and languish strokes. “Mi hermosa maldición.”
I’m his beautiful curse, he claims, but he doesn’t realize thathe’sthe curse.
I don’t tell him this, though. I just wrap my arms around his head as another climax begins to roll through me. I move my hips to meet his thrusts, sighing when he speeds up.
“Alvaro.” My voice sounds like a tender kiss as I come, loving how he rocks against me to keep it going.
He wraps his strong arm around my waist and pulls me up so that I’m sitting on his lap, his hard cock still deep inside me.
He pulls my calves behind his back, pushing his own out so we’re a tangle of limbs. He gathers up my hair in one hand, making a fist as he presses against my ass with the other, guiding me to move against him.
I kiss him with my eyes open, watching him as I try to move on my own. I’ve never done this before but I think back to the wheelies I’ve done on my bike, moving my hips in a way that would probably send my bike spiraling. I hope I can do that to him.
He drops his head back. “Fuck, Vicenta. Just like that, baby.”
I rest my hands between his feet and roll my hips, forcing my thrusts to be harder. Our breaths are heavy and rough, but it seems that my barely adequate sex movements have started a frenzy in him.
He lifts me up, pulling himself free and ignoring my hiss as he flips me on to my stomach. I look over my shoulder as he squeezes my ass cheeks in a bruising way, biting and licking my skin. My fingers dig into the sheets and blankets as I arch my lower back, pushing my ass out and giving him room to lick where I want.
He slaps my ass once before he climbs over me, his teeth lightly biting my earlobe as he slides back into me. The angle is different, deeper and more powerful.
“You drive me crazy,Bruja.Tan jodidamente loco.” He bends my knee up and slams into me, pressing two fingers between my lips. I suck on him, rather than let the scream rip from me. I know he said the household staff lives outside of the main house, but I don’t want to risk being heard by the patrolling guards.
“Tell me you’re mine, Vicenta.” His voice is rough and desperate.
“Yes, Alvaro, I’m yours.” I moan with each brutal thrust, reaching yet another cliff.
“Come,” he commands, and I feel as though I’ve just jumped off the eighty-nine foot diving board, free-falling head first with no rhythm.
I push my chest up, my mouth opening in a moan as he slams into me erratically, his groan becoming the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard as his cum fills my body.
I drop back down to the mattress, my breathing hard and rough as he follows me. He moves my hair from my face, kissing my cheek softly.
“Did I hurt you,Bruja?”
I smile tiredly. “No, it was perfect.”
When I begin to drift, I hear him speak as though he’s far away. “Please don’t forget us.”
* * *
When I wake up in the morning, I’m not surprised to find myself alone. Well, minus the humming Lupita. I jerk up right, holding my blankets to my chest.
“Lupita!” I gasp at her. “I would appreciate it if you’d knock from now on.”
She puts her hands on her hips, her murky brown eyes narrowed. “I did,Señora. You no answer, so I enter.”
I narrow my eyes, my voice coming out cold. “If I don’t answer, you do not enter.¿Entender?”
She looks like she wants to argue with me, but she wisely nods and mumbles her apology. When she leaves, I stand from the bed and shove the chair under the knob.
“Fucking doors,” I grumble at the lockless handle, before rummaging through the bags for a casual outfit.
I take some designer high-waist skinny jeans from the bag before picking a tight, white crop-top sweater that's thin enough not to be too hot. While I love the sun, the Acapulco heat is similar to Texas’, it’s not something anyone can truly be accustomed to. I shower quickly, my mind running over everything that happened last night—how Alvaro claimed me as his and begged me to agree. I did, and still do.
