Page 118 of Wishing for La Luna
“Did he try but couldn’t kiss you right?” I kiss the corner of her mouth and run my tongue over it. “Or did you close your eyes and pretend it was me?”
She shoves me away. “Get the fuck out.”
I’m stunned, but I hit a nerve. It’s written all over her blushing skin. “That’s it, isn’t it?”
“I said get out.”
And my stomach plummets because I know I’m right, but now she doesn’t want me here. I turn and begin to walk at a fast pace. She’s right on my heels. I reach for the door, but she turns me around and throws her arms around me. Her mouth crashes against mine likea fieraI always say she is when we’re alone.
I push back, staring at her.
Her chest is rising and falling. “Come on. Let’s fuck.”
My heart lurches. That’s not what I expected her to say. “Everything is on your terms. Always.”
“Yeah. And just for tonight. Take it or leave it,” she says.
I don’t answer her with my mouth. I shove the door closed and pin her against the wall.
“I’ll take you every time, Luna.Donde te pueda cojer te cojo.But I’m going to mark myself everywhere in this place, in every cell of your body.”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
I crush my mouth to hers and reach for the hem of her dress, lifting it high over her hips. I cup her ass.
“Come on, I’m ready,” she says, bucking her hips.
“Did he get you ready?”
“No.”
I slip my fingers into her panties. She’s so wet and hot. “Who got you like this?”
“You,” she screams.
I turn her around and slide her panties down. I don’t even bother to pull down my pants. I just pull out my cock and pound her with her hands braced on the wall until she whimpers. I slide her panties off and unzip her dress. She’s like a rag doll as I take her clothes and mine off and leave them on the floor.
Then I grab her hand and lead her back into her living room. And I see all the places where I want to have her. I’m going to write myself into every corner of this place.
I sit on her pretty emerald couch and open my legs, inviting her to climb on me.
“You want it?Ven cojelo.” It’s a taunt, me pushing my luck because she admitted how much she wants me.
And there’s that angry look in her eyes. She doesn’t pass, though. No, she climbs on my lap and takes a fistful of my hair, crushing her mouth to mine.
Her hands on my hair pull hard, and my dick springs to life again.
“Hurt me,Mami. Break me like you did my heart.”
She blinks a few times, and there’s a light in her eyes of surprise and almost sadness.
“If you’re not going to forgive me, fuck me. Use me. I can’t fuck her either, so let me use you.”
Her gaze narrows, and she bypasses my lips to bite my neck. I open her legs and use the three fingers she loves to prep her and then guide her to my cock.
She moans, and I let her ride me with her teeth clamped on my neck until she goes limp and takes me along with her.
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