He moves his mouth down between my breasts, to my navel and he wastes no time lifting my legs over his head.
I cry out as his tongue swirls over the silky barrier of my desire, licking and sucking my swollen bud before dipping into my channel and spearing me with jarring thrusts. I clench the sheets as he continues to fuck me with his tongue, but when he gently traces my swollen sex with the pad of his thumb, I feel the tide of a powerful orgasm rise up and threaten to overwhelm me.
“Stop!” I cry out. “Please,” I beg.
He looks up at me with a devilish grin. “I can feel you swell beneath my tongue, mija. Don’t you want to come?”
“Not like this.” I reach down and tug on his shoulders. “Come with me.”
Andrés’s smile widens, and I’m reminded of a feral cat stalking his prey as he climbs up my body, never taking his dark gaze off me. He settles his hard body in between my legs and strokes my face before planting a tender kiss on my lips. Then he slides into me, slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until his length fills me. I spread my legs wide and lift them over his shoulders, sighing as he sinks in deeper. He cups my face in his hands, kissing my mouth and jawline, and then he thrusts in and out, filling my swollen channel with torturous ecstasy.
My climax builds again, and I dig my hands into his ass and beg him to fuck me harder.
Andrés responds by growling in my ear and tunneling into me with swifter thrusts.
The orgasm that sweeps over me is so powerful, I feel like I’m soaring as he rides out each current by pressing deep into me. A few more thrusts and I feel his warmth explode inside me. He groans against my neck and then bites softly on my shoulder, holding us both suspended on that cloud of pleasure for several more moments until we collapse in each other’s arms.
He is still hard and full inside me as he holds me in a loving embrace, stroking my back and hair. “I love you, mija. I’ve never stopped loving you,” he says into my ear.
I am overwhelmed with emotion. My chest and throat tightens, and I barely choke out a response. “I love you, Andrés. I will always love you.”
* * *
Despite my overwhelming fatigue, I roll out of bed and answer the phone.
“Christina, did you make it back home okay?” my mom asks.
I rub my face and groan. Shit. I’d forgotten to call her last night. She must have been worried. “Yes, Mom. Sorry I haven’t called yet. Andrés and I made up,” I manage to answer, though my mouth is so parched, it feels like I swallowed a bucket of sand.
Luckily, I smell the scent of roasting coffee and sizzling bacon. Andrés must have gone to the grocery store this morning in swim trunks, flip-flops, and a windbreaker. I’m sure he was quite a sight.
“Really?” she asks, and I sense something other than surprise in her undertone, maybe worry.
“It was all a misunderstanding.” I laugh, trying my best to quell her fears. “I’ll call you later and tell you all about it. I’m still waking up. He’s making coffee right now.”
“Sweetheart,” she says as her voice drops to a barely audible whisper. “You left something here.”
“What?”
“A pillbox. I hope you don’t mind, but I checked, and it says you’re two days behind.”
In the distance, I hear Andrés whistling and the beep of the microwave. That’s about all I hear, because I’m pretty sure my heart has stopped beating.
“Christina, are you there?”
I clutch the phone tightly to my ear, squeezing the plastic case so hard, I think it may break. “I-I’m here.”
“I hope you and Andrés have been safe.”
My hands start to shake, and my lips tremble. Um, no, we haven’t been safe. In fact, we were very unsafe all night long. “I need those pills back.”
“Do you want me to bring them to you?”
“No!” I practically scream into the phone. “I’ll come get them. Mom?”
“Yes?”
“Andrés will be with me. Please don’t tell him.”
About Tara West
A former high school English teacher, I now work from home as a novelist and a part-time graphic designer. I love dragons, handsome heroes, and chocolate. I’m willing to share my dragons and heroes. Keep your hands off my chocolate!
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BOOKS BY TARA WEST
From the Something More Series
Say When
Say Yes
Say Forever (December 2013)
From the Whispers Series
Sophie’s Secret
Krysta’s Curse
Visions of the Witch
Sophie’s Secret Crush
From Keepers of the Stones
Witch Flame, Prelude
Curse of the Ice Dragon, Book One
Spirit of the Sea Witch, Book Two (releasing 2014)
Book links
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Say When
Sophie’s Secret
Don’t Tell Mother
Krysta’s Curse
Visions of the Witch
Sophie’s Secret Crush
Witch Flame, Prelude
Curse of the Ice Dragon, Book One
Table of Contents
Table of Contents
Dedication
Prologue - Andrés
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
About the Author
Additional Novels by Tara West