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“No.” He plucked at her nipple, rubbing his jaw against her cheek. “I want you focused because I want answers to my questions. Were you worried for me?” He released her throat then moved down, rucking up the hem of her nightie, knuckles dragging up the inside of her thigh, which she eagerly and wantonly parted for him. “Do you care for me, Sera?” He dipped under her soaked panties and touched her wet core, one finger sliding through her folds, sinking inside.
She grabbed his forearm then, gasping. “Julián.” Fuck.
His questing finger pushed into her. Then another finger. Delving deep. She went up onto her toes, head tilting back, lips parted, eyelids heavy. He watched her, gaze intense, tortured. Pain hovered in his eyes too, but she didn’t know what she’d done to hurt him. His thumb brushed her clit and she cried out, tightening around him, hips bucking.
Toro pulled his hand away and her whimper of protest died on her lips when he went to his knees, frantically rucking up the hem of her nightie and yanking her panties to the side. Then his face was there, his tongue swirling.
She cupped his nape, one leg lifting to hang over his shoulder, head falling back. Toro sucked on her clit while he finger-fucked her with two digits. She couldn’t hold on to anger or fear or worry, not now. Not with his tongue undoing her, one swipe at a time. Everything he did, even the sounds he made while he worshipped the kitty, fired her blood. Seraphina rode his face, the hand on the back of his head keeping him jammed up right where she wanted him.
She shook for him, limbs quivering, heart thumping. Pleasure arched through her, flames dancing down her spine. He made it so easy to surrender, to forget. He removed his fingers from inside her and both of his hands settled on her ass, lifting her slightly so she draped the other leg over his shoulder, which meant his hands were the only thing holding her up. His face in her cunt was her seat and she balanced on it, arching off the wall, sliding down a bit.
He covered her core with his mouth, grunting, lapping up all her juices.
It was the nip on her clit that sent her over before she was even ready and she cried out his name, nails sinking into his shoulders, body spasming as the orgasm tore through her. Her heart pounded in her chest, blood rushing through her veins loud enough to drown out her moans. He kept licking her through the orgasm, stopping only when her head banged against the wall.
The pounding in her head got louder and louder.
Toro stiffened between her legs, and when the pounding reverberated against her back she realized someone was actually banging on the bedroom door.
She pried her eyes open, blinking and swallowing. “What?” she barked out. Well, she tried for a bark, but it came out sounding more like a loud whisper.
“Ma’am.” Guess whoever was on the other side heard her just fine. “He’s here.”
Toro didn’t move. Her weight on his shoulders didn’t seem to faze him, so she didn’t care either. Instead, she shook her head slightly to get rid of the buzzing in her ears. “Whois here?” Her voice was a bit louder and stronger at least.
“Israel Storm, ma’am.”
Seraphina’s heart stopped. “What?”
“He’s waiting downstairs.”
“What?”she shrieked as she scrambled off Toro’s shoulders, and she would have fallen on her ass if he hadn’t grabbed her waist and steadied her. “How?” What was happening? How did Israel know where to find her if Reggie’s parents hadn’t told him what happened? Her son was in her house!
Toro got to his feet and grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Get dressed and go meet your son.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You don’t seem surprised that he’s here.”
Toro shook his head. “I’m not.”
Everything inside Seraphina stilled.
“That’s where I was today.” He held her gaze when he said, “I was meeting with him.”
22
She took her time.Seraphina hadn’t uttered a word to Toro once he’d confessed to meeting with Israel earlier. She had a million questions, but they would have to wait. Instead, she dressed in a long flowing white dress, stepped into a pair of gold Carolina Herrera thong sandals, then swept past a hovering Toro and out the room.
He followed her, his footsteps loud on the stairs behind her, but she barely heard it over the thumping of her own heart. Her palms were slick when she slid her hands into the pockets of her dress.
Israel was here, feet away. She couldn’t catch her breath at the thought. He had to know about what she’d done to Reggie’s parents, that it’d been a move designed to force him to come to her, but he’d taken the bait.
Or had it been Toro who’d been the catalyst? It confused her, Toro’s part in all this. It angered her too, that she’d been searching for her son for months, and Toro knew where he was. Or at least recently learned of his location and didn’t bring it to her. Instead, he’d acted on his own.
She would deal with the latest man to betray her soon enough.
Now, she entered the room one of the bodyguards motioned to and stopped just inside the doorway. Israel stood with his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, Reggie at his side. The sight of the two of them almost made her smile. She had to bite it back as she met her son’s gaze. Their expressions gave her nothing, but the temperature dropped a few degrees the longer she stood watching her son.
If she were anybody else, she didn’t doubt she’d already be dead.
