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Toro grasped her hips and pulled her even closer, pressing a kiss to her stomach. “I’m happy for you.”
She smiled. “I know you are. And I love you for it.” She stepped away from him and tugged on the towel. It dropped to her feet, the reveal of her naked body, wet from her shower, drying out Toro’s mouth.
Every time he was fortunate enough to see her naked—and not just physically—it humbled him, made him doubt if he was worthy of it. Of her. She was way out of his league, but he didn’t give a fuck. He loved her. Not too many understood what that meant. Not too many people got that he wasn’t looking for perfection, only connection. Resonance. She gave him that. Gave him more. He would never give her up, not for anything or anyone.
He licked his lips and rubbed his hands together. “You got something for me?”
Seraphina watched him with more than a little predatory gleam in her eye, and that shit made his mouth water. Especially when she touched herself, cupping her breasts then releasing them to glide a hand down her stomach and between her legs. “This.” Lust turned her voice rough and sultry, and it raked over Toro’s skin like sandpaper.
“Bring it over here then.” He crooked a finger. “Sit it on my face.” She knew how he liked it.
She moved forward and he inched backward with every step she took, lying flat on his back on the bed as she climbed him. And when she was settled where he wanted her, he grabbed her ass, burying his face in her dripping core.
He loved that shit. Loved how her quest for her pleasure made her almost suffocate him. He would spend all his time like this if he could, Seraphina writhing on his face, crying out his name, drowning him in all her wetness as he lost himself in her taste. She clutched his head, rocking on his face, simultaneously cursing him and begging for more.
He licked her faster, sucked on her clit, and speared her with a couple of digits.
Goddamn.
It didn’t take long for her to reach her climax, and then she was helping him strap up then pushing him back onto the mattress while she climbed him.
“Hmm. Fuck.”
He loved her moans. Loved the way the tendons in her neck stood out when she threw her head back, one hand behind her holding on to the base of his dick as she lowered herself. He helped her take him, both hands on her hips guiding her until she was stretched wide, the thick, ebony-colored dick swallowed up by her tightness.
“Julián, goddamn.” Her expression was all twisted up into a macabre visage of pleasure when she peered down at him through eyes half-lidded in pleasure. “It’s so good,” she whined.
“Ride it then,” he growled, rolling his hips. “It’s all yours. Ride that shit.”
She did that. Tits bouncing, skin glistening, pussy flooding out on the tops of his thighs. Lifting up then sliding down on it. The strap pressed against him with every thrust he gave her, every time she slammed down, grinding that hot cunt on him.
At one point she leaned down, tongue flicking over his nose and lips while he palmed her ass, working in and out of her. She kissed her way across his jaw and down his throat to his chest, licking and nipping his skin. Her tongue glided over his nipples, then she kissed his scars, and fuck if that didn’t throw him off his game. His movements faltered, breath stuttering.
“Sera.”
She just moaned for him and fuck, he loved her. Wanted to make her come and then go out and kill somebody for her.
She pressed one last open-mouthed kiss to his chest then sat up, cries getting louder and louder the closer she got to yet another orgasm. The wet, sloppy sounds of her pussy mingled with their cries and that turned Toro on even more.
“Give me that shit,” he urged, hips snapping. He needed her to come because he didn’t know how much longer he could hold on. His toes were curled, body on fire. “Let it go. I got you. I got you.” He palmed one of her tits, tugging on the nipple while slamming up into her, and she released a high-pitched wail, body freezing up as she gave him what he wanted.
Instantly, Toro let go too, coming with a body-shaking groan.
In the aftermath, he hauled her to his chest. “This shit between us is lethal. You know that, right?” he panted in her ear.
“As it should be.” She nipped his shoulder.
“Fuck yeah.” He buried his face in her throat, willing his breath to return to normal.
When he’d shown up at her place what seemed like forever ago to start the one month he’d promised her, he’d hoped to get her to see him as more than disposable. He’d hoped to get her to see the possibilities of what the two of them could be. He hadn’t seen this, and reality was so much better than what he could have even dreamed up.
There was happiness and then there was being happy with the person your entire body and soul craved. In no way had he anticipated building a life and a future with the infamous Seraphina Cook, but that was exactly what he was doing.
And he wanted nothing else.
His mother was healing well, his uncle and Stavros were fine, and he had Seraphina. She would continue to build her relationship with her son and Toro would be at her side for all of it, the highs and the lows.
He lifted his head and stared down at her. Her expression was relaxed after her orgasm, eyes closed. He traced the curve of her jaw with the tip of a finger and brushed his knuckles over her cheek. Her lashes fluttered and her eyes opened.
“What’s on your mind?” she asked hoarsely.
Toro touched his lips to hers. “I love you,” he murmured. “That’s it.” He watched as warmth filled her eyes. “That’s what’s on my mind.”
“Of course you do.” She grinned. “And I love you, Julián.”
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