Page 76 of Tick Tock, Boom!

I rolled my eyes at him, quickly turning away.

We sat around the table. Gabe went on about school, his latest drawings, the motorcycle ride. I barely heard a word. Jose barely looked away from me. Every time I met his gaze, heat rushed through me.

After dinner, I told Gabe to get ready for bed.

"But Mom…"

"No buts. Upstairs now."

Jose leaned in, his eyes on me as he spoke to him. "If you want us to hang out again, I think you should listen to your mom."

That did it and Gabe rushed off yelling out his goodnights. As soon as he was out of earshot, I turned to him. "He's not a game, you know. You can't just barge into our lives. He'll get attached. And I don't want my son hurt."

“That’s not my intention.”

“Then what is, because it’s clear you’re just getting his hopes up. You’ll probably leave when you get bored.”

I cleared the plates and stood at the sink. Suddenly, Jose was behind me. One arm sneaked around my waist, his breath at my ear.

"Now who the fuck says I'm going anywhere?"

He spun me around, lifted me up and set me on the counter. I shoved at him, but he was already between my thighs.

"Let me go," I breathed.

"Not a chance, beautiful."

He kicked my thighs open, standing between them as he fisted my ponytail, pulling my head back to expose my neck.

“Look at you, getting all dolled up for me.”

“Never,” I struggled against him, but he pressed his mouth to my throat shushing me.

He started to kiss me along my shoulder, lower until his tongue grazed the tops of my breasts. “Jose,” I whimpered.

“Shhh, kitten. Speak only when spoken to.”

His hand slid beneath my skirt, bold and possessive, the heat of his palm searing against my inner thigh as his fingers curled over the damp silk of my panties.

"Mmm, fuck... my Kitten is soaked," he rasped, his voice rough with need. "Tell me, is it the way I kiss you or the way I promise to own you that gets you off this fast?"

"Jose," I hissed, breathless and shaking, but he was already dropping to his knees before me.

He shoved my legs apart, his grip bruising as he buried his face between my thighs.

"God, I missed this sweet pussy," he growled, tongue swiping hard and slow over the soaked fabric before he yanked it aside with a brutal tug. His mouth was on me in the next second, devouring me with sharp licks, sucking on my clit like it was the only thing keeping him alive.

I gasped, back arching, fingers tangling in his hair as my thighs trembled around his head.

"Fuck... fuck," I whimpered, every flick of his tongue playing with my sanity, his beard scraping against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, his hands pinning me in place so I couldn't run even if I wanted to.

And I didn’t want to. I was seconds from falling apart when…

"Mom?" Gabe's voice echoed down the stairs and I jerked. His voice was like a bucket of ice water and I quickly Tick Tock off me, my heart racing as I jumped off the counter.

“Are you heading up to bed now, Mom?”

“Just saying goodnight! I'll be right up!"

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