Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Finally, after a few tearful minutes, I drift off to sleep.
Dix hovers above me, his strong arms bracketing my body, smiling down at me with love and lust in his eyes.
“Missed you, Valentine.” He licks his lips and lowers his head, capturing my lips with a ferocious hunger that captivates me. I arch into him, wrapping my arms around him. Dix moans into my mouth and lowers his body to mine. He’s hard behind his zipper and pressing it between my thighs.
“I’ve missed you,” I whisper the moment our lips separate. “So fucking much.”
“I’m here now, babe.” His hands roam my body, setting me on fire as he takes his time exploring each of my curves. His urgent need for me is obvious as he teases my nipples until they are stiff and aching.
I moan his name and arch into him as he takes me in with all the love and passion we share. I give myself to him at that moment, offering him all of me. His stubble tickles my belly as he trails sweet kisses downward, removing my clothing with each step until I'm laid bare and ready for him. “I've missed you so much and this sweet pussy,” he growls as his broad shoulders part my thighs and his tongue finds my center.
My breath quickens in anticipation as he laps against me and a single finger eases inside of me, sending tiny shocks through my veins as he flicks his tongue against my clit. I'm teetering on the edge of orgasm, the anticipation making my toes curl.
His moans vibrate through me and suddenly, I’m over the edge, screaming out words of pleasure as I hold onto his head tightly, desperately grinding out the intense sensations that are pummeling me from all sides.
He refuses to slow down, continuing to lick and caress me until the last wave of pleasure washes over me, leaving me breathless.
I open my eyes to find him looking at me with his tongue peeking between his lips, his face glistening with my juices. I lean forward and suck his tongue hungrily, savoring the taste of myself on him until he pulls away. “See how good you taste, Valentine?”
My heart skips a beat as I gaze up at him, the desire in my eyes unmistakable. “Fuck me,” I whisper.
He smiles down at me before pressing a gentle kiss to both of my breasts. “Not yet,” he says and returns his mouth to mine in a long, slow kiss that makes every inch of my skin tingle with need.
“I need to feel you, Dix,” I murmur against his lips. “Fuck me, please.”
He strips naked instantly, his body a work of art. I know what’s coming, and it’s more than just sex. He slides in with one smooth thrust, his thick cock sending me into ecstasy.
“Si! Si!” I cry out in delight as he pushes into me. His gaze narrows, and he licks his lips.
“Best fucking cunt on earth,” he breathes.
I wrap my legs around him tighter and whisper, “I love this…I love you.”
His movements increase in intensity as his mouth curls into a crooked smile. “I love you too, Valentina.” ,
“Dix,” I moan as the waves of pleasure start to take over my being.
“Come for me, my sweet Valentine. Come on my cock.” He flashes a heart-stopping smile before his lips crash down over mine, his powerful thrusts pushing me to the brink of heaven.
I succumb to the pleasure as Dix thrusts deeper and deeper into my soul. “Oh Dix!”
He growls when I dig my heels into his ass cheeks and pull up against him, grinding his cock like a feral animal in heat. “Oh, my sweet Valentine…”
His thrusts become faster and more urgent, sending me into an inferno of pleasure that consumes us both and I let go…“Dix! Dix! Ayudame! Dix!” I scream. I'm falling, plummeting through the air, and I can’t see anything but darkness.
My eyes fling open, and I jerk upright, gasping for air. My chest heaves as I try to calm my racing heart. I force myself to take slow, deep breaths, struggling to regain control over my body. I suck in a few more deep breaths as the room comes into focus and the reality of where I am comes back to me.
Columbia.
Alone.
I run my fingers through my sweaty hair, trying to brush away the lingering remnants of the nightmare. As I sit here, feeling vulnerable and exposed, I know I can’t let Emiliano or his men hold me back. I need to do whatever it takes to get back to America, to get back to Dix.
I won’t give up, not now, not ever.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Dix
There’s no fucking word from Valentina, and I’m losing my goddamn mind.
Despite Arturo’s assurance that his people are out on the streets searching for his son, we also have people searching for Emiliano, but that little shit is hiding deep underground. I refuse to stop hunting that asshole until I know that Valentina is safe, and if I never get that assurance, I will hunt that motherfucker down until he’s six feet under.