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CHAPTER TEN
SONIA
Present Time…
His large, warm hand snakes over my skin, seeking the top of my shorts. Fingers trace the edge, then slide under the waistline. I sigh when he grazes my pubic bone, then moves softly over the slit of my pussy.
He opens my folds, exposing my clit to his light touch, drawing little circles around it. I arch my back when those knowing fingertips move lower and enter me. As if he senses my need, his teeth clamp down on my neck as he presses his hard length into my ass.
“Mmm. I was dreaming about you,” I say, cracking one lid to hazily peer at the window letting in the bright morning sun.
He chuckles warmly. Sexily. “Is that why you’re so wet for me already?”
“I’m always wet for you.” I turn my head toward him and his mouth captures mine.
His kiss is as deep and wild as I dreamt, just as all-consuming. When he breaks it, it’s only to trail his tongue down my throat to my breast. Over the material of my shirt, he licks my nipple, wetting the area before he bites it. All the while, his fingers work their wicked magic between my legs, slipping in and out of me in a maddening rhythm that has me panting and begging for something much, much bigger.
“Fuck me, Santos.”
Instantly, he’s sitting up, yanking my shorts off and flinging them away. He takes my legs in his hands and spreads them. His gaze grows hungry as he stares at my core.
“You have the most beautiful cunt, Sonia,” he says gruffly as he places the head of his dick against it. He rubs it up and down, causing me to moan as the ache to have him inside me grows.
“Santos,” I whisper. “I want you.”
Then I feel the pressure of his thick head pushing in just as reality hits me. This isn’t a dream. This isn’t years ago when I’d accept him into my body. This is the time after the hurt and betrayal.
“No!” I slam my palms against his hips, preventing him from thrusting into me. “Stop!”
His eyes grow wide and he stiffens with a pained expression painted across his face. “What?”
“Get off me!” I scream, tugging my ankles from his grasp as I roll away and off the bed.
He remains where he is, panting and confused while I search for my shorts. But when I find them, I don’t put them on. Instead, I fling them at his back as hard as I can. There’s no point in hiding when he’s already seen it all. He turns to me, his features now stoic and as stony as I wish I could be.
“You will never touch me again. Is that clear?!” It infuriates me to my core that it comes out more as a cry than a demand.
“If you don’t want to be touched, don’t put your ass all over my dick,” he hisses.
Rearing back, completely offended at his insinuation, I gasp. “I would never!”
“Oh, you would, and you did. You were moaning my name and grabbing my cock, saying, ‘Santos, I want you’,” he mimics. “I thought you’d gotten your fucking memory back.”
“Even if I did, don’t touch me. Don’t come near me. In fact, I’d rather you sleep elsewhere.”
“The fuck I will!”
“Then let me go,” I plead, hating the way my voice cracks because I’m begging.
“No,” he states flatly, his gaze hard.
“You’re treating me like a prisoner, not a wife.”
“I’m treating you like you’re my woman, Sonia, because you are.”
“Fine. You insist on keeping me here, fine. ButI’llsleep somewhere else,” I state. Seems like an easy fix to me.
He climbs off the mattress and stalks toward me in a way that terrifies me, but I stand my ground. I tilt my chin up, flinching only slightly when he comes so close, his penis touches my hipbone and he smirks.
