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A gilded cage was still a cage.
“You’re playing a very dangerous game, Alana. Rest assured, that one day I am going to fuck you, princess. But, when I do, I want you to be in full control of your senses. Because I’m going to ruin you for any other man, and when I’m done with you, you’re going to beg me for more.”
“Don’t ever hide your body from me, Alana,” he said, his voice low and gravelly.
“If your cream tastes as good as it smells, Alana, then I am going to be spending a whole lot of my time eating this pussy every day.”
I have no idea how you’ve managed to reach the age of twenty-five and maintain your virtue, because this body is built for sin.”
“Feel how much your pussy loves my cock, princess? I can’t believe no-one has ever tried to claim this before me,” he growled. “Because it is the sweetest tasting, and tightest little concha I have ever known.” “You have a filthy mouth,”
“If I’d have known how sweet your pussy was, I’d have fucked you on our wedding night. And now that it’s mine, no-one is ever going to get the chance to taste you or fuck you ever again,” he growled.
“There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain, Alana. I’m going to teach you to enjoy both,”
“You can, and you will, princess. And, if you disobey me, you will suffer the consequences.”
Alejandro Montoya might be a devil, but he was also a sex god. If my body was built for sin, then his was built for pleasure.
“I’ll burn all of your panties if you don’t start doing as you’re told,”
“Who does this sexy ass belong to, princess?” “You,” I breathed. “That’s right. Just like your hot pussy does. And I am going to use them both whenever and wherever I want to.”
I nailed her hard and she took everything I had to give without any resistance or complaint. I rewarded her by telling her how much I loved to fuck her, how I couldn’t get enough of her and how I would never let her go. But I told her all of it in Spanish because I couldn’t allow her to have any more power over me than she already did.
“You’re a panty fiend,” I said with as much of a scowl as I could muster. He nodded. “Yes, I am.
I finger fucked her right there in the booth and while I felt like a bastard for doing it, I felt like a king too.
“I need to get you home, because I might just fucking die if I don’t get my cock inside you soon.”
“Those bitches never made me come even half as hard as you do,”
I felt like she was trying to see into my soul, and if she’d stared at me much longer, I might have just let her.
My hands slid onto her hips and I hooked my fingers under the band of her underwear. “These little cotton panties are very sexy.” “Don’t ruin them–” I was already tearing them off before she could finish the sentence. “They’re my favorite,” she finished with a sigh as she punched me lightly in the chest. “I’d say I was sorry, but ...” I shrugged. “You’re not?” she said with a flash of her eyebrows. “Not even a little bit,” I grinned as I tossed the scrap of material onto the floor. “You have panty issues,” she laughed. “I have you wearing panties, issues,” I
I can’t get any further in you, but it’s still not enough. It’s never enough.”
I stared into his dark eyes and felt a sob catch in my throat. I couldn’t handle him like this — when he was sweet and charming and caring. The arrogant asshole who fucked like he was born for sex and sin, I knew where I stood with. But this man was someone else.
“Fuck, Alana,” Alejandro hissed through gritted teeth and for a second, I was worried that I’d done something wrong. “As if I don’t spend enough of my time fucking you, or thinking about fucking you, and now I find out you’re a squirter. Jesus Christ, princess, you’re going to be the fucking death of me.”
“But, you see, I don’t think I’ve ever been with a woman who I actually enjoyed spending time with before. I could fuck her every single second of every day and I still wouldn’t spend enough time with her. So, do me a favor, take your fake tits and your fake smile and get the fuck away from me.”
“Enough talking,” I said as I stood up, lifting her in my arms. “It’s time for dessert.” “Ooh, what are we having?” she asked. “You’re not getting any dessert. But I’m going to be eating pussy for mine.”
you, Alana. Love is messy and complicated, and I didn’t have time for that. But you are nothing like the woman I thought you were. I may have stolen you, but you have stolen my heart, princess. You are the most precious thing in the world to me.”
You are my beach house, Alana. You’re what makes me happy — here, or the beach, or anywhere else we may be. Wherever you are, is where I am content.”
“You and I will never be done, Alana. I hope you come back to me. I hope that you weren’t lying when you told me that you love me. But, yes, you are free to go, princess.”
“You can’t buy my love, but you have earned it. I want to be your wife, Alex. But only for real. Not because it’s good for business, but because you can’t bear to wake up one more day without me by your side. Because the thought of living without me would be like living without air.” He lifted his hand and gently tucked my hair behind my ear. “Then you already are my wife — for real,” he growled. I smiled at him. “Good. Because I love you, Alejandro Montoya.”
