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His lips quirked. “Definitely not my mother.”
“Can I call you that?”
He held her gaze for a few beats. “Is that what you want?”
“You want me to wait for you. I want something from you that no one else has.”
“More blackmail? Of course.” He huffed out a breath. “Yes, you can call me that.”
There went that warmth again, suffusing her bones. “Good.”
A small smile played at the corners of his mouth as he caught her chin and tipped her head up. “Can I take you to bed now? I’m tired.” He licked his thick lips. “And I’m looking forward to having you in my arms while I sleep. Can I do that?”
She used to be a professional at cutting ties. At keeping her distance. At putting men in their place—which was nowhere near her. She was at her best alone. No one to hurt her. No one for her to disappoint. She used to be a lot of things.
Not now.
Not when she allowed Toro—Julián—to brush the robe off her shoulders. It fell soundlessly at their feet, and he took her hand as she stepped over it, helping her climb into the bed. He turned off the lights then stripped, giving her only glimpses of his body’s silhouette before he joined her, positioning them so he was the one closest to the door.
She buried her face in the pillow.
Whoever raised this man…Hmm.
He touched her nape, slid a hand down her spine.
Kissed her shoulder.
Then he tugged her into his body, spooning her. His naked chest pressed to her back. Hairy legs entwined with hers. Hand on her hip. Lips on her nape. She allowed all of it to woo her there in the darkness. Heart thumping in tune with the dull throbbing between her damp thighs.
She’d never been as scared as she was at that moment.
“You didn’t need my name, you know.” His voice rumbled, echoing in the space between sleep and wakefulness, making her realize just how easily she’d accepted his presence in her bed.
“Mmm?”
“You already had something of me that no one else had.” His fingers flexed on her naked hip. “Even before I gave you my name.”
Hours. Literally hours since this man entered her home, and he’d already turned her life upside down.
Definitely the worst idea she’d ever had.
7
She came awakewith somebody’s son’s head between her thighs, limbs vibrating under the onslaught of a skilled tongue. Seraphina arched, draping her legs over Toro’s shoulders, keeping him trapped. Eyes still closed, she fisted the sheets and rolled her hips, small cries ripping from her throat.
He moaned with every swipe of his tongue on her clit. Fingers digging into her thighs, bruising and burning. She dripped for him, arousal trailing down to her ass and soaking the sheet beneath her.
God. Sleep hadn’t released her yet and this man was already wrecking her body. Pleasure rippled and roared through her, curling her toes, stomach contracting as she pushed herself onto his face. His grip moved from her thighs to her ass, cupping her, holding on just as tightly, lifting her lower half off the bed and sitting her squarely onto his face.
His grunts were all pleasure, vibrating on her clit. The sounds her body made would embarrass her later—probably not—but she didn’t give a fuck. Toro eating pussy was an entire mood and she was glad she was the one currently experiencing it.
He pushed two fingers into her and she gasped, eyes flying open. Lurching upright, she grabbed at his head, but he shrugged her away, digits pumping into her while his stiffened tongue flicked over her clit.
“Ungh.” Her legs fell off his shoulders, dropping onto the mattress. “Fuck. Yes.” She writhed on his face, clenching around those fingers that felt so damn good. Especially when he slid deeper then twisted. “Fuuck.” Her shoulders lifted off the bed. “Toro.” She hissed. How could it be too much? How could the pleasure be too much? But it was, though. She felt as if she could die from it, and she found herself trying to scramble away. “Wait. Wait. Fuck, wait!”
He paused, lifting his head. His face was soaked with the evidence of her need for him. As if her throbbing pussy didn’t give the game away. “No waiting, baby. No running from it, either. Pussy something like an ocean. G’head and gush on my face. I like that shit.”
Goddamn.She palmed her tits and rolled her hips. He thrust his fingers lazily. In and out. In and out. “Is it that good?” She lifted her right leg again and draped in over his left shoulder. “Is she that good to you?”
